However, Sarah's rationality and concession sounded incredibly harsh to Jerry at this moment.
The cold, wet stickiness at his crotch, the deafening laughter around him, and Jiang Cheng's gaze, which looked at him like an ant, gnawed at his last bit of sanity like a poisonous snake.
A huge sense of humiliation instantly overwhelmed his fear, transforming into hysterical madness!
"NO! I'm not going anywhere! (I'm not leaving!)" Jerry violently threw off the teammates supporting him and roared like a madman. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Jiang Cheng, his hand trembling as he pulled a cell phone out of his wet pants pocket. "You think you've won? You dirty animal! (You think you've won? You filthy beast!)"
While frantically unlocking his phone, he used all the foul language he had learned in his life to launch the most vicious personal and racial attacks.
Then, screaming as if clutching at a life-saving straw: "I'm calling my father! I'm calling the embassy! You're finished! Your family is finished! I will make sure you pay for this! I will ruin you! (I'm calling my father! I'm calling the embassy! You're finished! Your family is finished! I guarantee you will pay for this! I'm going to ruin you!)"
This insane move of completely tearing off all pretenses, even at the risk of causing a diplomatic dispute.
It made Sarah and all the foreign team members turn pale; they knew that things were beyond repair.
At the very moment Jerry was about to press the dial button.
Jiang Cheng, who had been leaning against the car as if watching a farce, finally moved.
Jiang Cheng didn't even change his posture much; he just slowly and methodically took out his own phone again.
He unlocked the screen and found the number that he hadn't saved but knew by heart.
In front of everyone, Jiang Cheng dialed the number directly.
The call was also answered in a second.
Jiang Cheng's voice was even calmer than before, so calm that it lacked any trace of worldly emotion, yet it carried a coldness sufficient to freeze the soul:
"Hello."
"Hello, Young Master Jiang, please give your orders."
"Have the people nearby come over. You should already know what's happening here. Take the people away..."
Seeing Jiang Cheng also making a call, the worry on Sarah's face deepened.
However, Jerry's call had already been made, so there was no point in saying anything now... As Fu Yang and the others stood behind Jiang Cheng, the two teams began to form a standoff.
Compared to Jerry's bristling state, Jiang Cheng appeared much more calm and casual.
Seeing Jiang Churan walking toward him, Jiang Cheng casually put his arm around her waist as they leaned against the car.
Although Jiang Churan was very worried inside, with so many people around, she was sensible enough not to speak.
She only smiled at Jiang Cheng and quietly let him hold her.
In less than two minutes, while Jerry was still anxiously waiting for a call back from his family, a sharp siren wailed from afar, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw several vehicles speeding in, braking precisely in the middle of the area. However, what arrived were not the ordinary police cars everyone expected, but three pitch-black special service vehicles with tough lines, along with a Foreign Affairs Department official car with a special license plate.
The car doors opened quickly, and seven or eight capable men in plain clothes stepped out. Their movements were agile, their eyes sharp as eagles, and they radiated a disciplined, lethal aura that invisibly took control of the scene. The leader, a middle-aged man, scanned the crowd, eventually ignored everyone else, and walked straight to Jiang Cheng. Without excessive etiquette, he simply gave a steady nod: "Young Master Jiang."
Then, he turned to face Jerry's group, produced a dark-colored ID, and spoke in a voice that wasn't loud but carried unquestionable authority: "National Security Department. We are performing our duties according to the law. We currently suspect that certain actions of yours may endanger national security and require your immediate cooperation for an investigation."
"Now, please pack your personal belongings immediately and follow us. All your participating vehicles and equipment will be temporarily impounded by us. Subsequent handling will be notified to your party through formal diplomatic channels."
"Please cooperate. Otherwise, we will take mandatory measures."
There was no argument, no explanation, only an irresistible command.
Jerry had just recovered from his shock, and hearing this, he immediately acted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, waving his phone and screaming excitedly.
"What? National security? This is ridiculous! I'm calling my father! I'm calling the embassy! You have no right... (What? National security? Ridiculous! I'm calling my father! I'm calling the embassy! You have no right...)"
However, the leading man had no intention of arguing with him; he merely repeated expressionlessly, his tone as cold as iron: "Please cooperate. This is legal procedure."
"I refuse! This is unlawful detention! This is something that only happens in... (I refuse! This is illegal detention! This kind of thing only happens in...)" Jerry screamed hysterically. He simply couldn't believe everything happening before his eyes. He had only seen such scenes in reports about other countries and never thought he would experience it personally in China.
Seeing his refusal to cooperate, the leading man said no more, only giving a sharp look to his companions.
With almost no pause, two plainclothes officers stepped forward, one on each side, quickly and effectively controlling the madly struggling Jerry.
The other person deftly took the phone from his hand.
At the same time, they confiscated other possible recording devices on him, such as sports cameras. The entire process was crisp and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.
"How dare you! This is my private property! You can't do this! (How dare you! This is my private property! You can't do this!)" Jerry struggled and roared, his face full of absurdity and disbelief.
Sarah and the other foreign team members were also intimidated by these sudden forceful tactics, their faces turning pale instantly.
Several people looked at Jiang Cheng, but they didn't dare to voice any more objections.
Their communication devices were also taken away.
This group of foreign motorcade members, who had been arrogant and domineering just a few minutes ago.
At this moment, like ducks being strangled, they were "escorted" onto the special service vehicles in a deathly silent and oppressive atmosphere.
Once everyone had been taken into the vehicles, the middle-aged leader walked with a cold expression toward the HAC Club members led by Fu Yang and Shen An.
The Second-generation rich, who had just been immersed in excitement and relief, felt the atmosphere freeze again, becoming somewhat tense and at a loss.
The leader's gaze swept over the crowd, his tone professional yet carrying an unquestionable majesty:
"Everyone, what happened tonight involves foreign affairs, public safety, and some inappropriate remarks; it is sensitive in nature. To ensure the rigor of the handling of the incident and to prevent any false information or edited video materials from spreading on the internet, causing unnecessary international misunderstandings and public opinion storms, we need your cooperation."
He paused slightly to let everyone clearly understand his words, then continued:
"Now, please hand over your mobile phones, sports cameras, and all other devices with video recording and wireless communication functions. Our professional technicians will uniformly delete all video and audio recordings related to this incident. The entire process will be conducted under your supervision to ensure that no personal privacy is touched. The devices will be returned immediately upon completion."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was first stunned and then realized the situation.
So, this was about information control, just like confiscating Jerry's phone earlier, right?
Unlike Jerry and his group's resistance, not a single person present raised an objection.
Starting with Fu Yang and Shen An, all HAC members, including the excited racing fans, silently handed over their phones one by one at the scanner, placing them into a specially-made shielded storage box.
Throughout the process, Jiang Cheng remained leaning against the car, quietly using his phone.
Seeing things proceeding in an orderly fashion, the leader walked over to Jiang Cheng and reported in a respectful low voice: "Young Master Jiang, we will clean things up here. Please rest assured."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng walked to his side and asked in a low voice, "It won't cause you guys any trouble, will it?"
The man immediately shook his head. "Don't worry. Handling such matters is our specialty; there won't be any negative impact."
Seeing that he hadn't understood his meaning, Jiang Cheng put an arm around his neck and continued, "No, no, no. I just wanted to teach them a lesson today. Just delete the videos they took on their phones and let them go..."
"Ah?" The man was clearly surprised.
Seeing his puzzled face, Jiang Cheng spoke again: "After all, they are foreign friends. It's not good to make a big deal out of it."
In reality, Jiang Cheng's thought was that if they were arrested, they would at most be deported, which would actually make it harder for the Security Team to take action.
Hearing this, the man didn't doubt Jiang Cheng's words.
He only felt that Jiang Cheng truly lived up to being a Second-generation rich of this level.
He was different from the ordinary Second-generation rich who only knew how to cause trouble.
"Alright, Young Master Jiang, then I know what to do."
After such an incident, no one was in the mood to stay any longer.
Jiang Cheng originally wanted Shen Shuang to go down and do a few laps, but Fu Yang had gone to the hospital, and although Shen An and some other members remained.
She was a little afraid of delaying Jiang Cheng's handling of matters, so she also found an excuse to leave first.
Seeing Jiang Cheng get into the car with Jiang Churan and leave, Han Anning's expression was clearly very unhappy, and she also got into her own car and left.
Although they hadn't spent much time on the track today, some time had still been wasted.
By the time they returned to Renji Mountain Villa, it was almost late.
As soon as the two of them entered the door, Jiang Churan was pinned against the wall by Jiang Cheng.
When she was suddenly pressed against the wall by Jiang Cheng, Jiang Churan's heart skipped a beat, and then she was enveloped by his hot breath.
She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She wasn't resisting; instead, she felt a sense of anticipation and a hidden, secret expectation.
In her heart, she had already vaguely sensed what might happen.
She had even quietly prepared herself mentally, telling herself that this was a natural progression.
However, the expected further intrusion did not come.
The pressure on her lips withdrew gently, and Jiang Cheng actually let her go.
Jiang Churan slowly opened her eyes, which held a trace of moisture that hadn't yet faded and obvious bewilderment. He... just stopped? Did he think she wasn't charming enough? Or did he change his mind at the last minute?
A subtle sense of disappointment and self-doubt quietly crept into her heart.
Looking at Jiang Cheng's handsome face close at hand, which seemed to carry a certain restraint, she became even more confused.
It wasn't that Jiang Cheng didn't want to, but he thought about how he had recently obtained two Descendant Cards in a row.
If he was too hasty now, the Girl's pleasure might not be high.
After all, she wasn't some foot-washing Girl.
But that analogy wasn't right either.
Never think that a foot-washing Girl is happy in her heart when she asks if you want special services.
After all, most of them were just smelly men.
Being able to serve you normally was because they were thinking about the smell of money.
Putting himself in her shoes, since it was Jiang Churan's first time, Jiang Cheng definitely wanted to leave her with an excellent impression.
Jiang Cheng gently ruffled her hair, his voice even softer than when they were kissing.
"I'm hungry. Think about what to eat tonight?"
Seeing that Jiang Cheng was more composed than she was, Jiang Churan forcibly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her heart and tried to make her voice sound normal: "I... I'm not a picky eater. Anything is fine."
After speaking, her gaze drifted to a card placed on the table.
"Oh, right. There's a high-end restaurant downstairs recommended by the property management for delivery. I heard they insist on fresh stir-frying and cooking, and the food can be delivered right to the door. How about we check this place out?"
At this moment, Jiang Cheng liked anything that could save time.
Jiang Cheng nodded. "Hmm, have you ordered from there before?"
"No." Jiang Churan shook her head honestly. "How about I try? I'll link my account?"
"Sure, you go ahead and order. I'll go in and wash up first."
Hearing this, the tips of Jiang Churan's ears instantly turned red.
"Okay, then... I'll see what they have first."
Seeing her pull out her phone and walk toward the sofa as if nothing were wrong, Jiang Cheng smiled. Without saying anything more, he turned and walked into the bathroom.
Jiang Cheng still showered very quickly and was done in no time.
When he stepped out of the bathroom, carrying a fresh mist of water and the faint scent of shower gel, he saw such a picture.
Jiang Churan was sitting on the large, soft sofa in the living room, partially facing away from him.
She was holding her phone, seemingly comparing product details and reviews seriously.
Seeing him come out, she put down her phone and turned to look over.
Her seated silhouette inadvertently outlined the beautiful curve between her waist and hips.
Jiang Cheng's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.
Damn, this is the feeling of being in love.
After taking a deep breath, Jiang Cheng walked over with light steps and gently hugged her from behind, his chin resting softly on the top of her head as his gaze fell on her phone screen: "Haven't finished ordering yet?"