After Qiao Yinyin left, Jiang Cheng's sleepiness was interrupted.
He was currently leaning against the headboard, checking the messages Wang Sheng had sent on his phone.
Wang Sheng had sent clues about the mercenary who framed Xia Li. After searching for so long, they finally had a lead.
According to the news from Tyrande, there were traces of her in the conflict between A Country and Ba Tie last month.
However, she was no longer in those two countries.
The latest news indicated that someone might have spotted her on the battlefield in the Middle East.
Looking at the video screenshot sent by Wang Sheng, the image showed a burly woman with half her face covered, tanned skin, and holding a submachine gun, standing in the back.
This should be the female mercenary who caused Xia Li's arrest.
The people in the video were all mercenaries who voluntarily participated in the war there.
One of them filmed a video and she was captured in it.
The screenshot quality was not very high definition.
Unfortunately, Tyrande's forces did not extend deep into that region.
The oil regions have always been the battleground for Pretty Country and Big Goose.
Just as Jiang Cheng was planning to ask the old fox An Jingsheng for information tomorrow, the doorknob rattled again.
Before Jiang Cheng could put down his phone, he heard a slight sound.
He alertly looked up and saw Bai Xiaoxiao, like a nimble kitten, quickly slipping into the room, then closing and locking the door without hesitation.
When his gaze met Bai Xiaoxiao's, Jiang Cheng immediately understood.
It seemed the open rivalry between these two had not yet ended.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng was shirtless, wearing only a pair of loose pajama bottoms, casually sitting on the edge of the bed with his phone still in his hand.
His broad shoulders and sturdy chest were faintly visible in the dim light, exuding a unique masculine charm.
If it were any other time, Bai Xiaoxiao would have been attracted by Jiang Cheng's physique.
But at this moment, her normally cute big eyes were wide and round, and her lovely cheeks were slightly puffed out from anger, like an annoyed little squirrel.
Although she dared not show anger towards Jiang Cheng outwardly, her heart had already erupted like a volcano.
She furiously cursed Qiao Yinyin in her mind.
She knew it. Qiao Yinyin sneaking out while she was asleep must have been to find Jiang Cheng.
Sure enough!
Bai Xiaoxiao's actions were similar to Qiao Yinyin's, except their chosen settings were opposite: Qiao Yinyin was a "land player," while Bai Xiaoxiao chose "water combat."
More than an hour later, Jiang Cheng was once again alone in the room.
If he didn't once again lack clothes, Jiang Cheng would even suspect he was dreaming.
So, he had been visited at night by two "financial bandits"?
Fortunately, he was strong and robust. Otherwise, three hours and four times—which ordinary man could endure that? This experience was quite magical!
Jiang Cheng spread his hands helplessly. It was enjoyable, but why did he feel like he was just a tool?
When Jiang Cheng woke up the next day, Qiao Yinyin and Bai Xiaoxiao were clearly already gone.
This intangible cultural heritage event lasted for three days. Yesterday was just the start of the evening gala; starting today, Chunxi Road had many intangible cultural heritage check-in spots.
These two Girls must have gone to film promotional videos.
After breakfast, Jiang Cheng prepared to go out. As soon as he stepped out, he saw Xia Li watering flowers with a watering can.
Normally, Xia Li would immediately turn her head and greet Jiang Cheng when she saw him.
However, today, she was completely engrossed in watering the flowers and did not notice Jiang Cheng's appearance.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but walk closer, wanting to see what Xia Li was observing with such concentration.
From his angle, Xia Li was slightly bent over, with two Bluetooth earphones in her ears.
She was probably listening to music. The watering can in her hand was tilted, and clear water, like silver threads, sprinkled onto the roots of the flowers.
After a second, Jiang Cheng's gaze involuntarily fell on Xia Li's buttocks.
Her bent-over posture made her posterior lines very round.
As everyone knows, men really can't resist anything round.
Jiang Cheng's hand subconsciously, as if by a ghost's impulse, reached out and slapped Xia Li on the butt.
Suddenly feeling pain, Xia Li did not cover her butt and jump up shyly like an ordinary Girl.
Instead, she sharply turned around and swept out with a fierce spinning kick.
"Young Master Jiang!" she exclaimed, forcefully stopping her momentum mid-air, her Martin boot halting just before Jiang Cheng's nose.
Xia Li's kick was almost instinctive, and the force of it was extremely sharp.
Fortunately, Jiang Cheng at least had professional combat skills, retreating several steps, otherwise, he would have been kicked to the ground by Xia Li.
Seeing Xia Li's leg still suspended in mid-air, a glint of cunning flashed in Jiang Cheng's eyes.
He seized the opportunity to grab her ankle: "Good reaction. Just woke up, how about you accompany me for some practice..."
After deciphering Jiang Cheng's lip movements, a faint, almost imperceptible smile suddenly appeared on Xia Li's cold and beautiful face.
This smile was like a ray of sunlight in winter, brief and weak.
Xia Li knew that Jiang Cheng was not a defenseless second-generation heir.
She used the strength of her body to lightly leap into the air, and her other leg whipped out like a powerful lash, striking swiftly and forcefully towards Jiang Cheng's wrist.
This kick was incredibly fast and powerful, as if it could easily break Jiang Cheng's wrist.
Facing such a fierce attack, Jiang Cheng had no choice but to let go and retreat to avoid the fatal blow.
His shirt flapped loudly in the strong wind, as if cheering for this intense confrontation.
Seeing Jiang Cheng retreat, a hint of worry appeared on Xia Li's face.