Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1758 I'm Going to Take a Shower Too

Suddenly enveloped in a masculine embrace, Jiang Churan's body stiffened at first.

The fresh scent of Jiang Cheng's body after his shower and the warmth emanating from his chest made her heart, which had just calmed down, start racing again.

His current posture, in particular, was full of possessiveness and intimacy, making her feel both flustered and secretly delighted.

Despite her stiffness, she kept her head turned back, and even rubbed her face against Jiang Cheng's when he leaned in.

Jiang Cheng originally wanted to have some tender moments, but seeing Jiang Churan trying so hard to please him, he instantly became serious.

After ignoring her initiative, Jiang Cheng's gaze fell on Jiang Churan's phone screen.

He asked again, "What did you order? I'm hungry."

Seeing that Jiang Cheng did not respond to her, she turned her head somewhat awkwardly and picked up her phone.

The screen tilted slightly towards Jiang Cheng: "I...I chose these, what do you want to eat?"

Jiang Cheng pretended not to notice her discomfort.

He reached out and took her phone, then immediately left Jiang Churan's body.

After casually ordering two more dishes, I handed my phone to her.

He even stood up, walked to the single sofa next to her, sat down, picked up his phone and started scrolling, saying in a casual tone, "That's it."

Seeing that he had really started to focus on scrolling through his phone and no longer looked at her, and didn't even say a word more than necessary, Jiang Churan suddenly felt empty inside.

Wasn't Jiang Cheng in a hurry when he bought the house last time?

She even reluctantly learned a bit of ventriloquism under Jiang Cheng's tutelage.

Why does Jiang Cheng seem so uninterested today?

Could it be that he lost interest because he had to wait too long?

She hesitated for a moment, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, and spoke in a barely perceptible tentative voice, as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "Then... I... I'll go take a shower first?"

After saying that, he glanced furtively at Jiang Cheng.

However, Jiang Cheng's gaze remained fixed on his phone screen. He simply nodded casually, almost indifferently, and uttered a single syllable: "Okay."

That "okay" was like a pebble thrown into the center of a lake, creating ripples of disappointment in her heart.

There was no attempt to keep him, no expectation, and he didn't even look up.

Overwhelmed by an indescribable sense of grievance and self-doubt, she abruptly stood up from the sofa and practically fled into the room.

Seeing Jiang Churan enter the room, Jiang Cheng slowly raised his head, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

Her intentions toward Jiang Churan have always been out in the open.

Although Jiang Churan did not resist, this led to many things becoming taken for granted.

Regardless of gender, occasional unexpected distancing can not only be harmless, but may even make the other person feel a sense of crisis.

And if you occasionally feel a sense of crisis, the other person will focus more of their attention and thoughts on you.

Proper "cooling" will only make the subsequent "boiling" even more intense.

As soon as Jiang Cheng opened his phone, he saw the message in the security group chat.

I was reminded of this before when the system rewarded the security team.

The entire chat content between myself and them is encrypted, and no one else can see it except myself.

[Security Team Encrypted Channel]

Tianji: "@All members, the 'Scavenger' contingency plan has been activated and the target has been locked."

Jin Gang: "Identify one truck driven by a driver who is fatigued. Ensure the truck driver does not die, meeting the criteria for an 'accident'."

The fortune teller said, "The target (the mine manager) has a clear background. He has a distant nephew at the Shanxi mine who is nominally paid but never goes down the mine. We just heard that the nephew has 'voluntarily' applied to go down the mine for training, and the mine has 'approved' it."

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng roughly understood the general process of the plan.

There used to be a special group of workers in Xishan who never went down into the mines to work.

However, accidents are bound to happen whenever they are deployed.

After reading it, Jiang Cheng replied with a single two-word message: "Read."

After switching out of the security team's group chat, I opened Han Anning's WeChat account twice.

Han Anning: [Image.]

Han Anning: Do you think this color of lipstick looks good on me?

Jiang Cheng opened it and took a look. After reading it, he immediately laughed.

Jiang Cheng: "This bright red lipstick is quite pretty, but your hair is a bit long, so I can't see it clearly."

Upon seeing Jiang Cheng's message, Han Anning couldn't help but smirk.

She deliberately designed this picture; it's partially revealing, creating a hazy, ambiguous effect.

Han Anning: "This lipstick isn't bright red, it's cherry red."

Upon hearing Han Anning mention this, Jiang Cheng immediately used the trick he had learned from his father on her.

Jiang Cheng: [Image]

Jiang Cheng: "Do you think Taro or Seven looks cooler in this picture?"

After sending the picture, Han Anning remained silent for several seconds.

Han Anning: I just lost, aren't you afraid I'll keep my word?

Clearly, this girl was still upset about the bet she had made on her own.

Jiang Cheng: Whatever you want.

The message was sent out and Han Anning replied in a second.

Han Anning: What exactly do you mean? Do you think I'm some ugly woman or some promiscuous woman? You're so indifferent?

Hua Jiangcheng smiled and shook his head, then started typing.

Jiang Cheng: "You're a good person, but unfortunately you want too much, which I can't give you."

Han Anning on the other side of the screen exploded when she saw Jiang Cheng's reply.

What does that mean? Are you giving her the "friend zone" treatment?

And what does she want?

She has no shortage of houses or cars, and she doesn't need Jiang Cheng to give her money.

Offering a kiss isn't enough?

Han Anning: "Stop pretending."

On the other side, Jerry and his group were taken by special agents to an inconspicuous building on the outskirts of the city.

As soon as the car came to a stop, the door was pulled open, and the stern-faced leader glanced at them, his tone completely indifferent:

"get off."

Sarah and her teammates were on tenterhooks, thinking that a harsh interrogation was about to begin.

However, the anticipated extradition did not take place.

The man in the lead gave a wink to the person next to him.

"Cell phones, and all other electronic devices," the lead man commanded succinctly.

After saying this, the technician took the contents of the storage box that was on the ground.

With practiced ease, they connected each phone to a palm-sized, black, specialized device.

The indicator lights on the device flashed rapidly, and lines of code that were incomprehensible to the average person scrolled across the screen.

The entire process was so quiet it was almost suffocating, with only the faint sounds of the equipment running and the occasional car horn in the distance.

Within minutes, the technicians completed the operation, placing the phones back into a storage box one by one, and then gave the leader a barely perceptible nod.

The man in the lead then gestured for them to take the storage boxes, his tone still indifferent: "Take your things, you can leave now."

This sudden release stunned everyone.

Jerry was completely bewildered.

What's the meaning? ?

They were let leave without even entering the building.

In an instant, the immense fear vanished.

After the exhaustion of surviving the ordeal, a sense of humiliation at being looked down upon and a twisted sense of relief welled up inside me.

"Ha...hahaha!" Jerry chuckled dryly, grabbed his phone, his pale face flushed with excitement. "See? They're scared! They don't even have the guts to interrogate us!"

He waved his arms at his still-shaken teammates, his tone becoming arrogant: "I told you! As long as our family puts pressure on us, these paper tigers won't dare to touch us!"

Several people immediately bent down and picked up their phones.

I couldn't wait to unlock the screen, wanting to confirm something.

Jerry's fingers flew across the photo album and video library.

Seeing that the seafood photos he had saved were still there, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking further, I discovered that all the videos of today's race had vanished.

Not only were they deleted, but even backup and synchronization records that might exist in the cloud were completely wiped clean.

P.S.: I've had a high fever since yesterday, it's H1N1, my whole body aches, and my head feels like it's going to explode. I can only manage to type a few words occasionally while leaning against the bed with my phone. Thank you so much for the tips and support from the readers who are writing this out of love. I'll try to update another chapter later...