Her inner turmoil was no less than Xu Yan's. As a child who grew up in Kyoto, she knew there were many hidden dragons and crouching tigers here.
Shen Shuang knew that Jiang Cheng was one of them.
However, knowing was one thing; in her heart, she didn't want Jiang Cheng to be discovered.
Hearing Shen Shuang say this, Xu Yan felt as if she had found a kindred spirit.
She breathed a sigh of relief and immediately nodded in agreement. "Right, right, right! Besides, Chu Ran has been with him the whole time; Jiang Cheng won't be suspected."
Without exposing Xu Yan's hidden thoughts, Shen Shuang continued, "You should mention this to Chu Ran so she isn't caught off guard if an investigation happens."
Regarding Xu Yan's question about whether the food was good, Jiang Churan ultimately chose to be evasive.
She took a photo of the food on the table and sent it, replying, "It's quite delicious."
Seeing Jiang Churan put down her fork and start wiping the corners of her mouth after only about a dozen bites, Jiang Cheng asked with mild surprise, "Full already?"
Jiang Churan explained, "Yeah, we ate late tonight, so I'll eat a bit less."
Jiang Cheng didn't force her upon hearing this. Instead, he naturally speared a piece of tender sliced beef from his plate and considerately fed it to her.
His deep gaze fell on her face, carrying a trace of imperceptible inquiry.
"Does it still hurt?"
This concern pulled Jiang Churan out of her cold thoughts for a moment. Her cheeks warmed slightly and flushed red as she shook her head gently without speaking.
Seeing her shy appearance, a mischievous smirk curled on Jiang Cheng's lips. He couldn't help but lean in closer and lower his voice, "Doesn't hurt? It seems that position earlier with your legs over my shoulders really had a stretching effect."
As Jiang Cheng mentioned this, Jiang Churan's hand instinctively moved toward her most sensitive area.
She had once fantasized about what her first time would be like.
Would it be like those romantic movies where two people kiss passionately on a bed and everything happens naturally? But reality was indeed the opposite of imagination.
She had actually been doing stretching exercises while looking at the night view, facing Jiang Cheng as he gave her a fatal thrust.
Although the scene wasn't exactly romantic, there was no doubt it was more unforgettable than any scenario she could have imagined.
Despite her shyness, the message from Xu Yan weighed on her heart like a giant boulder.
After a brief struggle, Jiang Churan looked up and turned her phone screen directly toward Jiang Cheng, her tone as steady as possible.
Seeing her distracted, Jiang Cheng deliberately brushed the corner of her lip with his fingertip, his tone teasing. "Since it doesn't hurt, then... how about we..."
"No more!" Jiang Churan snapped out of it almost instantly, grabbing his mischievous hand with a hint of panicked pleading in her eyes. "Let me go... I really can't anymore..."
Looking at her pitiful appearance, Jiang Cheng chuckled and decided to stop while he was ahead. "Alright, fine."
Then, his tone shifted as he asked with a bit of playfulness, "So now... can you still move?"
Hearing this, Jiang Churan was stunned again. Didn't they just agree? Why was he asking again?
She hurriedly shook her head like a rattle, her voice carrying a soft, wailing tone. "I can't move, I'm all sore and numb..."
Jiang Cheng was amused by her overreaction and lightly flicked her forehead with his finger.
"What are you thinking? Didn't we agree to go to the bar with them later? If you're too tired, then I won't go and I'll stay here with you?"
Realizing she had misunderstood, Jiang Churan breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she really wanted to stay here with Jiang Cheng, she was afraid he wouldn't be able to restrain himself later.
After thinking it over, she immediately spoke up, "It's fine, staying at home is a bit boring, so I'll go..."
Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow, looking at her with amusement. "Didn't you just say you couldn't move?"
Jiang Churan's face turned red, and she tried to compose herself while whispering an explanation, "C-can't move is... is that place being sore... my legs can still walk..."
"Oh—"
Jiang Cheng deliberately elongated the sound, his gaze sweeping over her knowingly with a meaningful smile.
"Oh, stop it!" Jiang Churan felt uncomfortable under his gaze. She stood up in embarrassment and annoyance, pulling his arm as she headed out. "Let's just go!"
Soon, after changing their clothes, the two arrived hand-in-hand at the underground garage of Renji Mountain Villa.
Just as the car drove out of Renji Mountain Villa, they saw a commercial vehicle at the corner flash its high beams twice.
A black figure waved toward the approaching bugatti.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng stopped the car. After rolling down the window, he saw that the person was the leader from the security department who had handled the track dispute earlier.
He bowed slightly to Jiang Cheng, his posture respectful but neither humble nor arrogant. "Young Master Jiang."
Jiang Cheng roughly guessed the reason for the stop, but he still feigned a look of slight surprise. "Director Liang? Stopping my car, is there something the matter?"
Liang Hui spoke up quickly, his voice kept very low.
"Sorry to disturb you, Young Master Jiang. There's something I'd like to report to you."
After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Churan in the passenger seat. The meaning in his eyes was clear—this wasn't suitable for Jiang Churan to hear.
Although Jiang Cheng saw the look, he didn't take the hint.
He replied flatly, "Oh? What is it? Just say it."
"Tonight, on the ring road near the West Mountain Track, a serious multi-vehicle collision occurred, resulting in the immediate deaths of several members of the Silverstone Team." As he spoke, his gaze swept over Jiang Cheng's calm, expressionless face before quickly dropping back down.
Although Jiang Churan in the passenger seat had no intention of listening to Liang Hui's report, the words clearly reached her ears.
In contrast to Jiang Churan's surprise, Jiang Cheng appeared much more composed.
After feigning a look of slight astonishment, he asked, "They're dead?"
In fact, when Liang Hui first received the news, Jiang Cheng's face was the first thing that flashed through his mind.
It was mainly too coincidental.
If he had taken them in for interrogation and then deported them, none of this would have happened.
But Jiang Cheng had specifically requested that he let them go.
In truth, Liang Hui had rushed to the scene as soon as he received the accident report.
By the time he arrived, a cordon had been set up on the highway. The accident scene was horrific; several supercars had been crushed into scrap metal.
What raised his suspicions was that the two truck drivers involved were surprisingly calm.
Normally, after causing such a serious accident, a person would show some degree of panic or fear, but these two were abnormally composed, answering questions fluently during the investigation as if they had prepared their statements long ago.
While the surface evidence suggested it was a chain reaction rear-end collision caused by speeding and reckless driving...
...the abnormal calmness of the two drivers gave Liang Hui a gut feeling that things weren't that simple.
Connecting this to the conflict between Jiang Cheng and the Silverstone Team on the track earlier, and those surveillance clips of the confrontation that had been 'technically processed'... with all these points linked together, it was hard for Liang Hui not to associate tonight's 'accident' with the composed Young Master Jiang before him.