The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life-Chapter 1323 - 511: Delving Into the Bag_2

But Zhou Wang knew she would never admit it, unless he was determined to cut ties with her...

Yet, somehow, Zhou Wang was a bit reluctant to let go.

Everyone says celebrities are just "actors," and the entertainment circle is so dirty, but if you really had someone like Xia Xiwei, a popular starlet adored by thousands, pushed at you, you’d probably find yourself saying "how lovely"...

Not to mention Xia Xiwei; even Miss Yang, who is already a "mature woman," has quite a bit of allure for Zhou Wang, often unsettling his resolve.

Zhou Wang was sitting with Xia Xiwei, and seeing her behaving so sweetly and sensibly, he couldn’t help but murmur in a low voice, "Anyone who says you’re not an actress, I’ll have a real problem with them."

"I really mean it from the heart,"

Xia Xiwei replied in a pitiful tone, her smile unwavering.

Zhou Wang curled his lips, but could only marvel at the quirks of fate. Clearly, his relationship with Xia Xiwei was completely innocent, yet their "progress" was unusually rapid, to the point where their parents were already having dinner together.

Actually, Zhou Wang was quite relaxed about it, since it was their first meeting, there was no way marriage discussions would happen right away, especially with Yan Siyun’s prior assistance; the whole meal was remarkably smooth for Zhou Wang.

The only thing he had to deal with was Xia Xiwei’s hands and feet playfully reaching under the table.

She probably didn’t mean much by it, maybe she just found it amusing to tease Zhou Wang as he earnestly got on familiar terms with her mother in such a setting.

But she really didn’t expect Zhou Wang to be so "audacious."

After several attempts to hold down Xia Xiwei’s small hand failed to make her stop, Zhou Wang continued to smile and chat with Yan Baiqiu about foreign scenery and cultures while his hand reached the hem of Xia Xiwei’s dress, and before she could react, it slid right in.

Today, Xia Xiwei was wearing her favorite pink and white floral dress. It’s a halter-neck design, and because it’s quite formal, the hem wasn’t short, only showing a bit of her fair calves.

And for this reason, when Zhou Wang’s hand first touched her knee, Xia Xiwei didn’t have much defense.

But she overlooked the fact that, sitting down, the dress naturally wrapped itself up to just above her knees.

So when Zhou Wang’s hand suddenly and unobstructedly caressed her smooth thigh, Xia Xiwei’s face turned crimson in an instant.

She was restless, yet she couldn’t lose her temper—after all, who told her to provoke Zhou Wang first.

All she could do was try to hold Zhou Wang’s hand, but since her strength wasn’t enough and she couldn’t make too much noise, the obstruction was minimal.

Xia Xiwei was both embarrassed and angry, hoping Zhou Wang would stop once he’d had his fill, but she overlooked another issue...

That inherently beautiful, meticulously maintained smooth thigh flesh, so bouncy and soft, how could just a moment of touch be enough?

Zhou Wang’s actions became increasingly bold, until at one point, they both froze.

Zhou Wang gave Xia Xiwei a complicated look, and she was about to go crazy.

Only then did she realize the third, and most important issue.

Because she was wearing a midi-dress and attending a private occasion, she hadn’t put on safety shorts today.

What to do?

Feeling Zhou Wang already itching to act and noticing herself somewhat losing control, Xia Xiwei’s body trembled just when her aunt, Yan Siyun, suddenly gave a heavy cough.

She slightly lowered her head, but from Zhou Wang’s and Xia Xiwei’s angle, they could both see her expression.

Yan Siyun’s face was flushed red, her eyes wide, staring at the odd shape near the hem of Xia Xiwei’s dress, especially with Zhou Wang’s hand conspicuously absent from the table...

Xia Xiwei never expected her aunt to discover this scene. Although it seemed like she was being saved, her inner shame and embarrassment reached a peak.

What pained her most was Zhou Wang, this dog of a man, even under her aunt’s watch, calmly withdrew his hand at his leisure, and on the way back, he even pinched a few more times.

"Auntie, are you alright, did you choke? Have some water,"

While everyone else looked over in surprise, Zhou Wang also picked up a glass of water, full of concern, and said to Yan Siyun.

"Ah, I, I’m fine..."

But Yan Siyun, all flustered and embarrassed, reflexively reached for the water Zhou Wang offered, but as their fingers inadvertently touched, Yan Siyun flinched, nearly dropping the cup.

She looked at Zhou Wang’s hand with suspicion... The moisture on his hand should be from the cup, right?

But regardless, Yan Siyun clearly dared not drink the water Zhou Wang had handed over.

Summer Xiwei, wanting desperately to bury her head under the table, saw her aunt quickly return to normal and seemed not to intend to expose her, finally letting out a breath of relief. Despite her teeth-gnashing hatred towards Zhou Wang, she clearly dared not provoke him again.

Thus, Zhou Wang, having completely won, could finally enjoy his meal.

Since Yan Baiqiu had to return to Beidou in the evening, the dinner didn’t last very long, ending around nine.

Zhou Wang accompanied his parents in sending them off from the private room, and as they parted in the hotel lobby, Zhou Wang smiled and asked, "Xiwei, you’re staying another night in Magic City, right?"

"No, I’m leaving tonight too, I have to report to the film crew in the morning, can’t be late."

Xia Xiwei quickly shook her head vigorously, avoiding Zhou Wang’s gaze.

Zhou Wang was both amused and helpless; obviously when they messaged in the afternoon, she hadn’t said that...

Seems like after these encounters, Xia Xiwei has begun to "fear" him somewhat, which might be a good thing, at least she might be more restrained in the future.

After seeing the three off, Zhou Wang turned around, and before his parents could say anything, he called over Lin Ran first, "Sister Ran, didn’t you say there was an important conference call tonight?"

"Ah, did I... Oh right, yes, it’s about the establishment of the Magic City’s Wangjiang Clubhouse, very important."

Lin Ran was first stunned but quickly responded seriously under Zhou Wang’s raised eyebrow gaze.

"Dad, Mom, you heard that, whatever, Sister Ran will take you back to your room, I have stuff to deal with, I’m off!"

"Wangwang..."

Zhao Guihua just called out, but Zhou Wang was already gone, leaving her stomping in place with annoyance.

"Why didn’t you speak up, we need Wangwang to be clear with us!"

Zhao Guihua could only vent to Zhou Dajun beside her.

"What can I say? Furthermore, business must come first; how could I stop him... Besides, what’s there to talk about, this stinky kid is just like Sima Zhao, having his eyes on everything, I’ll see how he plans to end this!"

Upright all his life, Zhou Dajun uncharacteristically swore, with a face turning green with rage.

...

It’s already nine at night, what real business could Zhou Wang possibly have?

If there were work needing attention at this hour, Xu Wenqian and Jiang Qingkui would have already stayed overtime willingly.

So at this time, with a cigarette in his mouth, Zhou Wang was wandering along the brightly lit riverside, suddenly realizing he had nowhere to go.

Going home? Not sure what to do there, not even a gaming buddy to find, can’t have Yun Rou and Yun Lan massage him every day, that would end up unhealthy...

Or maybe ask Miss Yang to a movie?

But at this hour, wouldn’t that cause misunderstandings?

Or the club models...

After all, Young Master Zhang and his group seemed not to have left yet.

Wait, hold on!

Zhou Wang suddenly widened his eyes.

Triggered by the keywords "club," Zhou Wang suddenly remembered something he had forgotten for days.

Jiang Mo, that wild friend from Beidou, seemed to still be stuck at Building 9 Club...