Because there was a crucial sentence in the instructions for this card: the body's functions and other aspects will be maintained at their current level, and the aging process will be slowed down.
Currently, his grandfather had the effects of the healing card in his system.
The healing card could slowly repair the damaged organs and scars on his body.
Now, with the addition of the Anti-aging card's suppression of aging...
While continuously repairing old bodily damage, it would also firmly lock in current bodily functions and delay aging.
The two complemented each other, and the effect was far better than using either one alone.
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that the effect of this card was truly badass.
Both times, he had obtained them from Fang Yuan, but neither had been used on her.
To be honest, Jiang Cheng felt a bit guilty at this moment.
But guilt aside, even if he got another one, there was a high probability it wouldn't be used on her either.
There's a priority for everything; such things can only wait in line... Ten-odd minutes later, the car was approaching the Yiheng Hotel.
At this moment, Fang Yuan was silently facing away from Jiang Cheng, cleaning up the aftermath in her mouth.
Just as she was agonizing over how to explain things tonight, her phone rang.
The moment it rang, Jiang Cheng clearly felt her body stiffen.
He saw her flusteredly tugging at her collar and the hem of her skirt.
Then she picked up the phone and took a look.
Seeing it was Zhou Ying calling, she hesitated for a few seconds and didn't answer.
Instead, she pressed reject and then opened wechat to reply with a message.
As the car pulled up to the hotel entrance, the atmosphere in the car became somewhat heavy.
Looking at the bright street scene outside, a smile tugged at the corner of Fang Yuan's mouth.
Then she turned her head and spoke to Jiang Cheng: "Tonight... thank you..."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng understood instantly; this was a farewell to this moment of indulgence.
Jiang Cheng didn't say anything to make her stay.
The fact that she had cut off Zhou Ying's call earlier already explained everything.
Although Jiang Cheng could choose to force his way upstairs and use the "Forgiveness Hat," it wasn't necessary.
It was the same saying: once a woman opens a crack, it will only open wider later on.
Besides, when he was helping Fang Yuan warm up just now, it had already opened quite wide.
For a Girl like this who hadn't enjoyed the nourishment of love for so many years, after being taken care of once, would she really not want to try a second time?
Especially just now; at the beginning, Jiang Cheng had wanted to use the Five Realms Feeding skill, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't need to use it at all.
The Girl had taken the initiative to eat.
Not only did she eat, but she also took care of him very meticulously and painstakingly.
Although it wasn't something she was good at, she managed to persist for ten minutes.
With such a hardworking and capable Girl, would she not want to do it again in the future?
Rather than being anxious himself now, it was better to wait for her to become anxious of her own accord.
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng pulled her over and gave her a hug: "If you ever feel wronged in the future, you can find me anytime..."
The sense of loss after intimacy is something most women experience.
As the heat and intimacy fade, the heart always feels empty, as if something has been taken away.
This moment of vulnerability needs a warm support more than any other time.
But Jiang Cheng's hug at this moment hit the softest part of Fang Yuan's heart perfectly.
With an irresistible warmth, the impact instantly swept over her.
Fang Yuan's body froze in his arms, her nose suddenly felt sore, and the longing in her heart was infinitely magnified at this moment.
It almost broke through all her rational defenses, but the string in her mind remained tightly wound after all, allowing her to maintain her final bit of sobriety.
She leaned against Jiang Cheng's chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.
Her eyes reddened slightly, and her voice was a bit choked and raspy: "Thank you, Jiang Cheng, really, thank you."
After saying that, she didn't stay any longer.
Without looking back, she pushed away from his embrace, opened the car door, and walked out quickly.
Seeing Fang Yuan walk into the hotel, Jiang Cheng checked the time.
There was no traffic at this hour; it would only take twenty-odd minutes to return to the Courtyard House.
Sure enough, in about twenty minutes, the car drove into the Rear Sea area.
It soon stopped in front of Jiang Cheng's Courtyard House.
Jiang Cheng pushed the door open and got out; just as he was about to enter, Xia Li quickly came to meet him.
"Young Master Jiang, you're back." Xia Li bowed slightly, her tone respectful, then lowered her voice a bit and added, "Miss Qiu has been waiting for you inside for a while."
Although she had said so at noon, now that she had actually come, Jiang Cheng was still a bit surprised.
"I see." Jiang Cheng curled his lips: "Where is she?"
"She's been settled in the side hall's tea room. According to your habits, I've prepared hot tea and some light snacks. Miss Qiu said... no need for special hospitality, she'll just wait for you to return."
"Hmm, well done." Jiang Cheng took off his coat and handed it to Xia Li, then adjusted his shirt cuffs and headed toward the side hall's tea room.
The courtyard was deep; the Courtyard House under the night sky was exceptionally quiet, with only the floor lamps under the corridor emitting a soft glow.
Although he was a little excited, Jiang Cheng's pace remained unhurried as he walked through the Moon Gate toward the tea room lit with warm yellow light.
The tea room door was ajar, and he could see the light and shadows inside.
However, this silhouette didn't look relaxed while sitting; on the contrary, it was a bit stiff.
After pausing for a second at the door, a barely perceptible curve formed at the corners of his mouth.
Then he raised his hand and pushed open the carved wooden door of the tea room.
A soft "creak" broke the silence in the room.
Qiu Yihe seemed to be startled; her shoulders twitched imperceptibly, and then she suddenly turned her head.
She was currently wearing a soft-textured, cream-white cashmere knit sweater.
It was slim-fitting but not tight, perfectly outlining the beautiful curves of her upper body.
Especially those curves that remained proudly upright even in a relaxed state; now, under the warm yellow light, they rose and fell slightly with her somewhat hurried breathing, forming seductive shadows.
Her long hair wasn't meticulously tied up like it was during the day, but was loosely bound behind her head with a simple dark hair tie.
A few unruly strands of hair had broken free, hanging softly against her fair neck and cheeks, swaying gently with the movement of her head.
Her face, washed clean of makeup, lacked some of the day's sharpness but had a few more traces of tension and... yet those eyes, when looking at Jiang Cheng, instantly ignited with familiar stubbornness and defiance.
"Does Young Master Jiang return this late every day? Do you know my butt hurts from sitting so long..."
Jiang Cheng didn't answer her question.
When Qiu Yihe said at noon to leave the time to her, Jiang Cheng had looked forward to it for a while, but after arriving at the bar, he had unconsciously forgotten.
You really can't blame him, okay?
"You really came?"
Seeing him answer with something else, Qiu Yihe subconsciously straightened her back, her voice carrying a forced composure: "What, is Young Master Jiang not welcoming me? Or did the 'fun' at the bar not satisfy you, and you're blaming me for the interruption?"