Baba's face instantly turned bright red, and even the tips of her ears were stained with a thin layer of crimson, like the tip of a steamed peach. She bit her lower lip, her eyelashes trembling slightly, so ashamed she could hardly speak. Her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing, her soft curves faintly visible under her thin nightgown.
"I hate you, I came prepared today..." she muttered softly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum, yet carrying a coquettish trail, like a kitten's claws gently scratching at the heart.
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's originally arched back instantly straightened, the lines of his muscles faintly visible under his shirt.
With a low chuckle, his gaze wandered over her body, from her slender waist to her long legs, finally settling on her flushed face.
"It looked like you drank a lot of water just now??" he teased her on purpose, his voice deep.
Seeing Jiang Cheng teasing her intentionally, Baba hammered his shoulder in shame and annoyance.
"Don't mention the word 'water' to me... Haven't you seen my recent hot search? They're all calling me the 'Water Queen' now."
Jiang Cheng naturally knew what she was referring to.
Her acting skills were being questioned, and her award nominations were being mocked for being 'watery'.
But he didn't care; instead, he found her ashamed and annoyed appearance exceptionally cute.
He gave a low chuckle.
"In that case, isn't it well-deserved?? Have you forgotten the scene from last time??"
Baba gave a muffled groan.
Her fingers tightly gripped his lapel, the tips of her fingers tinged with a faint pink.
She looked up at him, the corners of her eyes red as if she had been bullied severely, yet she glared at him without backing down: "Why... didn't you leave this opportunity for Su Wan?"
This question was too lethal.
Jiang Cheng, of course, wouldn't directly answer that it was because of favoritism.
Although they were both his women, Su Wan was the one he had personally cultivated.
From a green newcomer to the current Rising Starlet.
Although the time wasn't long, Jiang Cheng had watched her grow step by step.
In the quagmire of the entertainment industry.
Su Wan was actually lucky to have met him.
She was like a carefully protected white magnolia, unstained by dust or the world, focusing only on her acting and pursuits.
Xingchen Entertainment had never tried to mold her into a traffic star.
The resources given to her were all meticulously selected, not pursuing short-term popularity but long-term development.
Most of the dramas she filmed were not the kind of Bubble Idol Dramas that Baba and the others did.
It could be said that in treating Su Wan, Xingchen also gave up many pieces of the traffic market cake.
They were truly molding her toward a higher-level tier.
This kind of thinking was like raising one's own child.
Through his own resources, he picked the best resources with the most long-term development potential for her.
He hoped she would grow through her own efforts and obtain the honors she deserved.
But Baba was different; her company's positioning for her was the fast-paced market, a collision of traffic and topics.
Jiang Cheng would give her resources, but he wouldn't consider long-term planning for her like he did for Su Wan.
However, now was clearly not the time to explain these things.
It was a moment for whispering sweet nothings.
Saying that would definitely make the Girl feel wronged in her heart.
As the saying goes, one has both money and profit, but the heart feels wronged.
Adhering to the ultimate formula for a good man's response, Jiang Cheng still used a rhetorical question.
With a low laugh, his voice deep and seductive, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "What do you think?"
Hearing this, Baba's breath hitched, her heart rate accelerated, and a sweet curve involuntarily rose at the corner of her mouth.
Girls fall for this the most.
She didn't have a god's-eye view, so she naturally didn't know that the resources Jiang Cheng gave Su Wan followed a different route from hers.
In her eyes, the dramas Jiang Cheng gave her were all paired with big stars and were all big productions.
From her perspective, Jiang Cheng was just good to her.
Even some of the resources he gave her were better than Su Wan's.
So... Jiang Cheng must like her more than Su Wan.
This thought made her heart feel sweet, her arms involuntarily wrapping around his neck, her voice as soft as melting honey: "Don't..."
Her voice gradually lowered, turning into a light gasp that was swallowed by the night... Two hours later, she had already fallen fast asleep.
Seeing Baba hugging the quilt with her legs tucked, breathing evenly.
A victorious smile curled at the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth.
Mainly because this Girl had been so stubborn at the beginning, saying she was going to show him what's what today.
Who would have thought?? That's it??
He glanced at the time; it wasn't even twelve o'clock yet.
After putting on a jacket, Jiang Cheng walked out of the bedroom toward the study.
Just as Jiang Cheng was wondering whether to call someone to prepare some midnight snacks and ask Big Secret if she wanted to eat as well.
He saw that Big Secret was actually sitting in the side hall.
The winter moonlight, like icicles, filtered through the carved window lattices, spreading a layer of frost over the bluestone floor of the side hall.
Big Secret was lazily sunken into a Huanghuali Wood Armchair.
Wrapped in a champagne-colored Cashmere Cardigan, the thick fabric still couldn't hide her superior physical curves.
The floor heating made the room feel like spring; her toes, clad in fluffy socks, lightly tapped the floor, looking like two fluffy clouds under the moonlight.
The moonlight gilded the silhouette of her side profile with a cold silver edge, and the shadow cast by the bridge of her nose extended into a sharp arc on her cheek.
Her chestnut-brown long hair was loosely gathered into a low bun, with a few stray strands falling between the folds of her turtleneck sweater, shimmering with a satiny dark glow under the moonlight.
Her fingers, painted with nude nail polish, lightly tapped the tabletop, her fingernails gleaming with the warm luster of mother-of-pearl in the moonlight.
The most moving part was when she looked up upon hearing the sound, the fan-shaped shadows cast by her eyelashes under her eyes suddenly trembling.
Seeing Jiang Cheng appear, Big Secret stared straight at him.
The Cashmere Cardigan that had been tightly wrapped around her now quietly loosened a bit.
A section of her collarbone was revealed at the V-neck of the cardigan.
Under the moonlight, it was like the edge of a vessel carved from white jade, holding a cold elegance that even the warmth of the room could not melt.