Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1793 A Lifetime...

Jiang Cheng listened silently, feeling the slight trembling of the body in his arms and the urgent confession.

He's not stupid; how could he not hear the subtle shifts in truth and falsehood in Wang Yuyan's words, and her little schemes?

But Jiang Cheng didn't expose it.

Wang Yuyan's friendliness towards her reached 99 points, so even if she had some ulterior motives, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

For a woman of her friendly nature, a touch of cunning and an eagerness to please is itself a form of charm and a sign of submission.

Her fear indicates that she cares about his reaction, that she understands his rules, and that she is willing to continue the "game" within the boundaries he has set.

Without continuing the topic, Jiang Cheng's hand, which had stopped moving, returned to Wang Yuyan's buttocks.

With a simple pull, the distance between the two was reduced to the closest possible.

With that gentle rubbing, Wang Yuyan let out a soft, coquettish "Mmm".

“Although I can’t guarantee I’ll be there whenever you call, as long as you’re willing…” Jiang Cheng’s deep voice sounded in her ear, with a hint of rekindled, playful warmth, “I can support you for the rest of your life.”

These words are like a pebble thrown into a lake of the heart; they don't create ripples, but rather surging waves.

Wang Yuyan was stunned for a moment, and then a mixture of shock, ecstasy and a kind of resolute emotion seized her.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly, as if burning with flames.

"lifetime……"

These three words of assurance directly replaced all pale words of comfort.

The slight sadness that had arisen from Jiang Cheng's reprimand vanished instantly.

Although Jiang Cheng bought her a car and even a duplex apartment in Cuihu Park.

He even arranged opportunities for her to further her studies. It can be said that she was able to reach this level in her life because of Jiang Cheng.

However, Jiang Cheng never said how long he could stay by his side.

I thought that when she first gave herself to Jiang Cheng, she asked him what their relationship was and whether he was her girlfriend.

At the time, Jiang Cheng only said that he felt she was his girlfriend, and that was it.

How could Wang Yuyan not understand these words?

It means that if you want to play with me, you can be my girlfriend; if you don't, our relationship ends.

That's blatantly cheesy, giving off a vibe of mutual benefit.

But the current statements are clearly different from those of back then.

Although this wasn't a guarantee in the traditional sense, given their relationship, it already implied a willingness to take responsibility for her.

Although she was happy inside, she didn't say "thank you" or cheer.

In the instant they were close again, her body reacted before her mind could react, and she softly leaned against him, hooking one of her legs around Jiang Cheng.

"Then I'll remember that, honey." Her voice was soft, with a hint of reliance after surviving a disaster, and a touch of just the right amount of coquettishness. "In the future... even if I have to wait a long time, when I'm all alone, thinking of this will make me less afraid."

After saying that, she took the initiative to bring her lips to his.

This kiss was different from their usual teasing; Wang Yuyan pressed her lips against Jiang Cheng's chin.

The solemn mark is more like a ritual of ownership, a confirmation of ownership.

"I will be fine...always fine, so you can take care of me without worry."

With this "stamp" and "declaration of determination," Wang Yuyan reiterated her position: to be owned, easily satisfied, and seeking longevity.

Looking at her face, so close to his, with wet tear stains yet trying to appear obedient and resolute.

Jiang Cheng's lips finally curved into a very faint, almost invisible smile.

There were no further comments or promises made.

Actions speak louder than words, especially in times like these.

The hand that had been kneading her buttocks suddenly increased its pressure, pressing her closer to itself so that she could clearly feel the changes and temperatures in each other's bodies.

His other hand slid down from her waist and under her knees.

He picked her up in a standard, possessive princess carry.

At this moment, Wang Yuyan's excitement was no less than Jiang Cheng's.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, and the curve of her lips was much more pronounced than Jiang Cheng's.

“Talk is cheap.” Jiang Cheng carried her and walked steadily toward the bedroom. His voice remained calm, but the playful heat in his voice had increased. “Let me see… how you will ‘do 'well’.”

Once inside, I kicked the door shut with my toe, the hinges making a dull thud that shut out the night from the courtyard.

The lights inside were off, only the palace lanterns outside the window cast dappled light through the carved window lattices, falling on the rosewood furniture and revealing its mottled patterns.

He placed Wang Yuyan on the cushioned daybed and leaned over to look at her. The light and shadow fell on his face, half bright and half dark, making him appear exceptionally profound.

Wang Yuyan lay on the soft cushion, watching his figure fall over her, and suddenly reached out to hook her arms around his neck and kissed him.

The moment their lips met, Wang Yuyan could clearly feel Jiang Cheng's body stiffen, followed by an even more intense response.

At this point, neither of them even had the energy to wash up.

Wang Yuyan's fingers roamed over his back, feeling the smooth lines of his muscles, and her body involuntarily pressed closer to him.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, light footsteps suddenly came from outside, followed by Xia Li's calm voice: "Young Master Jiang, dinner is ready. Shall we bring it up now?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng frowned slightly.

Normally, Shirley should know that she is busy with something. What's going on today?

Seeing Jiang Cheng's reaction, Wang Yuyan instantly understood Xia Li's meaning.

As a room manager, I wouldn't even consider going up to them in this situation.

So, is Shirley retaliating against her for deliberately opening the window earlier?

But let's take a step back and see how Shirley found out.

Wang Yuyan only thought of Xia Li as an ordinary personal maid, unaware of her identity as a mercenary.