Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1742 Who's the Best Looker?

Wang Sheng felt somewhat embarrassed by what he said, and quickly raised his large, fan-like hand to roughly wipe his eyes.

With his neck stiffened, he retorted in a tone thick with nasal congestion, yet striving to maintain his tough-guy dignity: "Young Master Jiang, what... what do you know! This is what you call iron-blooded tenderness! In the underworld, everything is about 'loyalty'! You're good to me, so my life, Wang Sheng's life, is yours! My heart is burning with passion, so how could it not shed a little breath from my eyes?"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, and suddenly stood at attention, puffing out his chest, trying to regain his usual stern bodyguard demeanor.

With the most resounding force, he once again swore: "Young Master Jiang, I hereby solemnly declare! From this day forward, if you command me to drive, I will never put it in reverse; if you tell me to go forward, I will be the first to shield you from the wind! If you want to fly to the sky, I will immediately go and find you a ladder!"

Looking at his honest and loyal appearance, Jiang Cheng's smile deepened. He patted his strong shoulder and said, "Alright, alright, still dreaming of heaven? Keep the ladder for yourself. Get lost and stop getting in my way."

"Yes, Young Master Jiang!" Wang Sheng suddenly turned around in a standard manner.

As a result of his emotional outburst, he tripped and almost fell flat on his face.

He steadied himself, his face flushed with embarrassment, and rushed inside with his head down, intending to wash up before heading out.

Just as he rushed to the hanging flower gate, he almost bumped into Xia Li, who was about to enter.

Xia Li reacted quickly, dodging to the side, her cold gaze landing on Wang Sheng's face.

The redness around her eyes and the dampness that hadn't been wiped clean made her pupils dilate.

"Captain?" Her usually cool voice held an unusual tension. "What's wrong? Did something happen to Young Master Jiang? No, but didn't they just say he was back?"

Caught off guard by Xia Li, Wang Sheng looked away somewhat embarrassed: "No! Young Master Jiang is perfectly fine!"

After he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng walked in through the door.

The moment Xia Li saw Jiang Cheng, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders relaxed.

However, her brows furrowed even more tightly in an instant.

He looked Wang Sheng up and down as if he were an alien: "Then...why are you crying?"

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Wang Sheng jerked his head up, realizing his subordinate had seen him in this state, and instantly blushed from his neck to his ears. He hurriedly raised his muscular arm, roughly wiping his face with the sleeve of his camouflage uniform, and tried to cover it up with a gruff voice, eight octaves higher than usual:

"Who...who's crying! Who's crying! It's the wind! This terrible sandstorm is too strong! It's blinding! Do you understand?!"

His attempt to cover up his grievances, coupled with his hoarse voice and reddened eyes, made him look like a brown bear that had been wronged but was still desperately trying to maintain its dignity.

After saying that, Wang Sheng didn't even look at Jiang Cheng and hurriedly walked forward.

Jiang Cheng smiled and shook his head as he watched his imposing figure disappear into the distance.

As he always said, the security personnel around him are 120% loyal, and Jiang Cheng will never hesitate to treat them well.

Xia Li watched his retreating figure as he practically fled, then glanced back at Jiang Cheng, who was smiling. A rare expression of near-speechlessness appeared on her usually aloof face.

She walked up to Jiang Cheng, maintaining a safe distance of about one step, lowered her head slightly, and reported in her unique, calm and even tone.

"Boss, Miss Yang is already in the pool area. All the necessary items and security arrangements have been made."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng turned his gaze away from the direction Wang Sheng had left and placed it on Xia Li.

His gaze lingered on her cool and aloof face for a moment.

Shirley felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and subconsciously avoided his eyes, her thick, curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

Jiang Cheng's smile deepened as he looked at her forced composure.

"Okay, I understand. There's nothing else here, you can go and rest too."

The word "rest" struck Shirley like a secret code.

She certainly understood what this meant.

She had experienced this scenario far too many times.

The sour taste spread rapidly, almost breaking through her cool exterior.

Her hands, hanging by her sides, unconsciously tightened at the knuckles, her nails lightly pressing against her palms, sending a slight stinging sensation through her, which barely allowed her to maintain a semblance of calm.

Without looking up at Jiang Cheng, she focused her gaze on the second button of his shirt, her voice even lower and more indifferent than before, as if devoid of any emotion: "Yes."

After responding, he turned around without hesitation.

Jiang Cheng watched the direction she disappeared in. He did nothing but walk forward slowly toward the heated swimming pool.

Some relationships can't be rushed.

If the timing isn't right, forcing it will only make it tasteless.

Soon, Jiang Cheng arrived at the door of the room with the heated swimming pool.

Moonlight streamed through the windows on the roof of the heated swimming pool.

It emits a warm glow.

Jiang Cheng pushed open the door, and a warm, humid air mixed with a faint smell of chlorine and a stronger scent of women's perfume wafted towards him.

The pool water rippled, and a slender figure was swimming leisurely with her back to him.

Hearing the door open, the figure turned around.

Upon seeing Jiang Cheng, a bright smile, a mixture of smugness and provocation, immediately bloomed on her face.

At this moment, she was wearing an extremely alluring black lace-trimmed swimsuit.

Her wet hair clung to her cheeks and the sides of her neck.

Water droplets slid down her delicate collarbone and smooth skin, disappearing into her alluring cleavage.

"Oh, so Young Master Jiang has finally decided to return to the palace? I've been waiting for so long, all alone."

Her voice had its usual slightly coquettish tone, but she deliberately dragged out the last syllable, as if she were being coquettish, or perhaps complaining.

Jiang Cheng didn't reply, but walked to the lounge chair by the pool.

He slowly and deliberately took off his coat.

He loosened his collar, but his eyes still held a playful smile as he gazed at the scenery reflected in the water.

Seeing that he was just looking at her without saying anything, the big secret became even more proactive.

Like a graceful mermaid, she twirled lightly in the water, her arms paddling through the ripples, deliberately letting her body display its most captivating curves in the shimmering light.

She swam around to make sure Jiang Cheng could see every inch of her body before swimming to the edge of the pool.

He lay on the pool wall with his arms crossed.

She looked up at Jiang Cheng, her eyes glistening with tears.

With undisguised seduction: "What? Stunned? Weren't you quite the talker on WeChat just now? What, choosing two? You've got quite an appetite."

Jiang Cheng chuckled and walked to the edge of the pool, squatting down to be at eye level with her.

The reflection of the pool water in his eyes shimmered with unidentified points of light.

"I'm just waiting to see how you plan to 'make me look good'? And it'll be a piece of cake for you."

"I heard that Barbara swam here last time. Do you think she's prettier or she's prettier?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng's gaze did not waver at all.

He continued to stare intently at the great secret with an appreciative gaze.

As she squatted down by the pool, she said, "Well... I almost forgot. Why don't you call Baba over, and I'll take a look together?"

Upon hearing this, Big Secret instantly rolled his eyes at Jiang Cheng.

"Pah, you wish!"

After her coquettish outburst, a sly glint flashed in Big Secret's eyes.

Instead of backing away, she braced herself against the pool wall and suddenly stood up from the water.

With a splash, a large amount of water splashed up as she moved, much of it landing on Jiang Cheng's trouser legs and shoes as he squatted down.

She stood there in front of Jiang Cheng without warning, with a striking visual impact, almost face to face with him.

Her soaked swimsuit clung tightly to her hot figure, and water droplets kept rolling off her body.

Having just emerged from the water, her skin glowed with a healthy rosy hue, her breathing was slightly rapid, and her chest rose and fell with each breath, exuding a wild and direct beauty.

This action instantly reminded Jiang Cheng of that amazing swimming pool picture that was saved by many otaku online.

I go.

The impact was too great.

The phrase "big secret" is clearly very apt.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's pupils dilate slightly, Da Mimi couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth into a smile.

With her head tilted slightly, her fingertips, glistening with water droplets, almost touched Jiang Cheng's chin.

Her breath was sweet and fragrant, her voice slightly hoarse and seductive: "Now... do you see clearly? Does Young Master Jiang still think that I... can't handle you alone?"

She was surrounded by misty water vapor, and under the lights, she resembled a rose in full bloom, glistening with dewdrops—beautiful, bold, and full of aggression.

Jiang Cheng looked at the "scenery" so close at hand, feeling the heat and fragrance wafting towards him, and his eyes deepened.

Instead of dodging, he reached out and gently brushed away a strand of wet hair clinging to her cheek, his fingertips lightly brushing against her burning skin.