When Jiang Che returned,
Hathaway Windsor immediately stopped her difficult yoga pose.
She casually wiped the glistening fragrant sweat from her forehead, then trotted over to Jiang Che like an obedient little cat.
With a thud.
The noble, icy financial heiress dropped to her knees by Jiang Che's feet without a word.
Her brows were lowered, her blue eyes brimming with endless infatuation and adoration.
Before the other two women could approach, she lowered her voice and spoke in a soft, seductive tone.
"Master, please raise your foot. Hathaway will help you change your shoes~"
Jiang Che smiled faintly and did not refuse, lifting his foot.
Hathaway gently removed his leather shoes.
Her long golden waves cascaded over her shoulders, while the tight seamless Yoga Pants perfectly outlined her toned, slender legs.
As she knelt and bent over to change his shoes, the rounded, pert curve of her body was stretched taut to the extreme!
Jiang Che admired the sight from above and let Hathaway serve him as she put his slippers on.
At that moment, Elizabeth and Shen Wanzhi also put down their copies of The Wanli Emperor's Fifteenth Year and walked over.
"Jiang, where have you been these past two days? Why didn't you come back last night?"
Elizabeth blinked her deep blue eyes, tilted her head, and looked at Jiang Che curiously.
Without changing expression or missing a beat, Jiang Che casually made up an excuse.
"I was discussing business with some partners here in Jiangnan yesterday. It ran late, so I stayed at a hotel for the night."
"Now that everything in Jiangnan has been settled, we can return to Linjiang tomorrow."
The few Children of Destiny in Jiangnan—Ye Chen and Lin Yang—were already dead, and that little mung bean Liu Hao would probably end up