Three days later.
Leicestershire, Lileizi Castle.
"Dear Island Master, you are a bit lazy today!"
By the side of the luxurious silk bed, Monica, already dressed, looked at Jiang Cheng, who was still sprawled on the bed, sleeping lazily. She slightly pursed her alluring red lips and said with a charming smile.
After a while, Jiang Cheng let out a tired sigh, looked up at Monica, and said, "I think this must be your fault, Monica. It's only been a few days, and your endurance is really getting better!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Island Master, but we still have a few important guests to meet today, so you need to get up quickly."
Saying that, Monica came forward, pulled off the blanket, and helped Jiang Cheng get dressed.
An hour later, Jiang Cheng and Monica had a simple breakfast at the castle and then drove directly to the most luxurious Feiya Hotel in the center of Leicestershire.
Actually, over the past few days, Jiang Cheng has been leading almost the same lifestyle.
