"What's wrong with hitting you?" Jiang Cheng's voice was as cold as a winter wind. "Your mouth is so filthy; it needs a wash."
He took a step forward, the ruthlessness in his eyes almost tearing her apart. "My woman—since when is it your place to lecture her?"
Lin Weiwei was choked by his imposing aura, but she still stiffened her neck to act tough. "I'm telling you, this isn't over! I'm going to have my lawyer talk to you. Just you wait to receive a lawyer letter!"
Wang Sheng had already walked over the moment Jiang Cheng made his move.
"Wang Sheng," Jiang Cheng didn't look at her again, his voice as flat as if he were ordering a trivial matter, "seal her mouth. Don't let her pollute the air here."
Wang Sheng immediately took out a rag from his pocket that he usually used to wipe the car.
Before Lin Weiwei could react, he stuffed it into her mouth.
Suddenly treated so crudely, Lin Weiwei wanted to vomit but had no way to.
She could only struggle with muffled sounds, her eyes filled with terror and spite.
However, she could only be dragged away by Wang Sheng like a sack of grain. Her meticulously dressed designer outfit was crumpled into a mess during the struggle, making her look exceptionally ridiculous.
As for the girl beside Lin Weiwei, she was also stunned by this sudden scene.
In their eyes, this was Magic City.
It wasn't some lawless countryside town; how could someone be so arrogant?
The moment Wang Sheng moved, a number of plainclothes Bodyguards suddenly emerged from the entrance for some reason.
They were using their eyes to warn the onlookers who were practicing driving.
This was to prevent anyone from taking photos.
The girl's legs had already gone soft from the scene.
She didn't dare say anything and could only stumble after the direction Lin Weiwei was being dragged away in.
The surrounding students practicing driving shrank back, frightened by the display. Whispers surged like a tide:
"My god, this is too fierce. Is he a Second-generation rich or from the underworld?"
"That girl was shouting so loudly just now about having a shop in K11, and she ended up beaten like this..."
"Look at those plainclothes guys who suddenly appeared. You can tell at a glance they're Bodyguards. His background definitely isn't simple..."
On the side, Lin Qingxue felt both sweet and a bit uneasy inside.
It was her first time seeing Jiang Cheng so furious, and that oppressive aura of his...
...made him seem like a completely different person from the one who usually joked around with them.
"darling... will this be okay? If she calls the police, won't it cause trouble for you?"
She knew Jiang Cheng had power, but the innate law-abiding nature in her bones made her fear making things too tense.
"If it really goes to the police station, it won't be good for you after all..."
Jiang Cheng looked down at her.
Seeing the unease she couldn't hide in her eyes, he reached out and ruffled her hair. His tone was lazy yet certain: "Don't worry. Who would dare look for 'trouble' with me?"
The confidence in those words made Lin Qingxue feel inexplicably settled, but she still couldn't muster the interest to practice driving.
In the distance, Wang Xi had just come out of the rest area when she ran into the scene of Wang Sheng dragging Lin Weiwei away.
She was so startled that the mineral water bottle in her hand almost dropped. She covered her mouth, unable to speak for a long time.
"I don't want to practice anymore," Lin Qingxue softly tugged at Jiang Cheng's sleeve, her voice soft. "Can we go home?"
Jiang Cheng saw that she had indeed lost interest and nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go home."
Just as they turned around, a system notification sounded in Jiang Cheng's mind:
[Ding! Detected that the fool Lin Weiwei has issued a threat out of shame and anger. Triggering the 'Cure for Arrogance' mission!]
[Mission Reward: Unlock the 'Luxury Goods Appraisal Master' skill (can identify the authenticity and value of any item at a glance); randomly obtain one piece of commercial secret.]
[Failure Penalty: None.]
Jiang Cheng didn't expect such a small conflict could yield this kind of reward.
Scanning with the system's Luxury Goods Appraisal Master reward, it seemed her family really did own a luxury store in K11.
The more you spent time in Magic City, the more you would discover something.
Children from some middle-class families had a trace of inexplicable superiority compared to children from ordinary or even high-end families.
After all, every city has its own characteristics.
For Magic City locals especially, there was a natural sense of superiority over outsiders.
Lin Weiwei was likely one of those people.
With her family opening three shops in K11, they indeed had the qualifications to put on airs in front of ordinary people.
Even those young entrepreneurs opening shops on the roadside would mix Chinese and English in every sentence.
If you called them 'Boss,' they would even feel it lowered their status; they wanted you to call them 'Magic City Curators.'
After getting into the rolls-royce, Jiang Cheng said to Lin Qingxue, "I'm going back to the company for a bit. I'll go to your place tonight."
Hearing this, Wang Xi, sitting in the passenger seat, turned her head with a teasing look.
"So the big boss isn't going back to the apartment now? Then Qingxue, can I go to your place? It's so early and I don't want to go back yet. I'll go to your place and order some takeout."
"Sure~~"
After sending Lin Qingxue back, Jiang Cheng headed toward the Starry Heavens Headquarters.
Upon arriving at the company, Jiang Cheng went nowhere else.
He went directly into the private elevator and headed straight for his private office on the top floor.
The moment the elevator doors opened, Jiang Cheng stepped out toward the office.
When he reached the office, he saw Zhu Yan sitting quietly on the sofa playing with her phone.
Seeing Jiang Cheng walk in,
Zhu Yan immediately stood up and happily walked toward Jiang Cheng with quick steps.
She went straight into his arms.
"President Jiang, you're back."
Hearing that sweet, delicate voice, Jiang Cheng's hand unceremoniously reached toward Zhu Yan's buttocks.
"What did you call me, hmm??"
With that squeeze, Zhu Yan let out a muffled groan.
Then she called out shyly, "Hubby~~"
Jiang Cheng looked Zhu Yan's uniform up and down.
Clearly, she had just come over from the bank.
Seeing Jiang Cheng looking at the black silk stockings on her legs,
Zhu Yan explained, "Is our uniform very ugly? I thought going back to change would waste too much time, and I wanted to see you sooner, so I didn't go back."
After admiring her for a moment, Jiang Cheng lifted her with both hands.
His hands were like two large suction cups as he picked Zhu Yan up.
With this lift, Zhu Yan's legs subconsciously crossed and wrapped around Jiang Cheng's waist.
Following this movement, her tight short skirt slid upward.
If Jiang Cheng were standing to the side right now, he would be able to see the faint red marks between her long legs wrapped in black silk stockings.
Jiang Cheng carried Zhu Yan toward the sofa with steady steps, the soft touch from his palms making his gaze deepen.
Her tender cheek pressed against the crook of Jiang Cheng's neck.
Zhu Yan's breath carried the faint scent of gardenia from the bank,
mixed with a slight tremble of nervousness.
"In such a hurry?"
After sitting down, he lowered his head, his nose brushing against the top of her head.
His voice carried a hint of a smile, but his fingers weren't idle.
They slid up along the black silk stockings, tracing her cleavage through the thin fabric.
Zhu Yan was teased until her body went soft, and the arms circling his neck tightened.
Her voice was like it was dipped in honey: "Mm, I wanted to see you sooner..."
The end of her sentence was blocked in her throat by his sudden leaning down, turning into a faint whimper.
Jiang Cheng's kiss came both urgently and heavily, carrying an undeniable possessiveness.
As the kiss deepened, Zhu Yan's initially tense body gradually softened.
The friction between the black silk and his trousers made a subtle sound, exceptionally clear in the quiet office.
Jiang Cheng pressed her onto the sofa.
His palm braced beside her ear, his gaze sweeping over her lips that were flushed from the kiss, then falling back onto that crisp uniform.
Two buttons of her shirt collar had been pulled open, revealing her delicate collarbones.
Her legs wrapped in black silk curled at the edge of the sofa, and the hem of her skirt was messily bunched at her waist.
"I've been craving this outfit for a long time."
After saying this, Jiang Cheng's fingertips began to slide over the buttons of her shirt, undoing them one by one.
Zhu Yan's face instantly burned. She reached out to push him, but he grabbed her wrist and pinned it above her head.
His kisses trailed down her neck, landing on her collarbone and leaving shallow red marks.
It formed a strong contrast with the professional aura she carried.
"Hubby... not here..." Zhu Yan turned her head, but she didn't truly resist.
Instead, her fingertips quietly gripped his tie.
Jiang Cheng chuckled and bit her earlobe: "What are you afraid of? This is my place."
Hearing this, Zhu Yan's legs squeezed even tighter.
Sensing Zhu Yan's pressure,
Jiang Cheng naturally didn't back down.
He pressed forward firmly.
His hand reached under her skirt, his fingertips hooking the edge of the black silk and giving it a gentle tug.
The light sound of fabric tearing mixed with her sharp intake of breath, rippling through the air.
The sunlight from outside filtered through the blinds, casting mottled shadows on the two of them. Zhu Yan's whimpers grew lighter, gradually turning into suppressed gasps as she clung tightly to his back like she was grabbing onto a piece of driftwood. Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng looked at the redness at the corners of her eyes; in his possessive gaze, there was a bit more indulgence that even he hadn't noticed.
However, after just a few kisses, she seemed to think of something.
Her hands pushed against Jiang Cheng, gesturing for him to look at the documents on the table.
"I heard Starry Heavens is going to build landmark villas in Magic City, requiring an investment of ten billion?"