Chapter 1693 - 688: The Best Senior

Chapter 1693: Chapter 688: The Best Senior

Why was Zhou Wang, who was supposed to be playing golf at the manor, forced to hide in this neighboring café?

Because a small oversight occurred in this plan.

That is, Zhou Wang was "discovered" too early.

He still underestimated Jiang Qingkui and Ding Yi’s abilities. With Jiang Qingkui’s intelligence and Ding Yi’s wide-reaching methods, it took just two or three hours from the time they realized he was missing to finding out where he went... truly terrifying.

Originally, Zhou Wang planned to reveal a bit of a "flaw" after dark and then draw them to the manor.

... Those women hadn’t yet fully let their emotions ferment. Zhou Wang planned to let them worry a bit longer.

Additionally, according to the current situation Zhou Wang controlled, the unstable factor of Xia Xiwei hadn’t surfaced yet. If the territory were to be simply divided, she was qualified to plant the king’s flag on her own, so Zhou Wang had to wait.

Although he hid here, at Qu Peining’s pleading, Zhou Wang tacitly agreed to her leaking his location to Jiang Mo alone.

Thus, there was this scene of Jiang Mo coming alone to find him.

The senior was always special.

This specialness could stem from her being Zhou Wang’s "first woman in an emotional sense," or it could stem from the beginning of [Angel and Demon], the first step in the transformation of a youthful mindset, or perhaps from the senior’s own personality.

... When interacting with her, Zhou Wang never felt any pressure.

Occasionally, there was, but that was when the scoundrel’s conscience emerged, producing some slight guilt, but nothing worth mentioning.

And in Zhou Wang’s entire plan, the senior was the least important part... After all, a woman who had even given her soul to you didn’t need any calculating approaches.

At that time, when Zhou Wang had Xiao An go to work by Jiang Mo’s side, it was more due to Ji Xiaoxi’s abrupt departure, and in fact, looking at all the women around him, Zhou Wang used the least means on the senior.

For Su Yajing, he tied her aunt to business.

For Shen Yutong, he sent film contracts and agency deals, with the prices already marked behind the gifts.

For Sun Xining and Lisa, he directly prepared trust agreements they couldn’t refuse.

For Jiang Qingkui, the thriving Wangzhou Group was the "bride price" she ultimately couldn’t refuse.

Even for Miao Ying, when he wasn’t as moved, he didn’t hesitate to "taint" her in the car, fully engaging just to leave an imprint on the girl’s heart, not to mention the follow-up of Miao Village’s development...

For Qi Jiayi, for Cui Min’er, for Yu Duo... looking back, the scoundrel seemed to move at leisure, but actually, there were intentional or unintentional calculations everywhere.

Only for the senior, aside from the initial "coercion and temptation" of occupying her, Zhou Wang was always sincere later on.

Zhou Wang once laughed at Jiang Mo for never having dated, but actually, thinking carefully, though he had had a few fragmented relationships in his immature earlier life, could those be called love?

Could those girls, whose names might even be blurry, legitimately be called "lovers"?

"I might have been unruly and free-loving all my life, but that’s only because... she hadn’t appeared yet."

"Do you know, senior?"

Zhou Wang tirelessly rubbed Jiang Mo’s long and tender palm, or circled the fingertips with obvious calluses, rambling:

"When I first became wealthy, I often suspected these things were an illusion, or a boring game of some high-dimensional being... Hmm, have you watched those science popularization short videos? Even the world’s richest man, Musk, often doubts that our world is not real and naturally formed, but rather the Earth itself might just be a laboratory for high-dimensional beings of the universe."

"Hmm..."

Jiang Mo nodded and then shook her head, not knowing whether she was saying she had heard or hadn’t.

Since being pulled into Zhou Wang’s arms upon their meeting, she hadn’t said much, just slightly raised her head to gaze at Zhou Wang, mostly listening as Zhou Wang spoke.

But both were accustomed to this mode and didn’t find it inappropriate.

Zhou Wang didn’t care what Jiang Mo wanted to express, he just continued: "So I also feel anxious that maybe one day I would suddenly revert to my original state and become a penniless pauper again, and you know what I think about at that time?"

"What?"

"I would think that even if I lost everything, at least you should be left with me, right?"

"Hmm?"

Jiang Mo’s eyes were a little misty with tears left behind, clearly not understanding Zhou Wang’s meaning.

"I... I’m originally yours."

She said softly.

Zhou Wang’s heart was once again struck in its tender spot, unable to handle the naturally cold senior’s obedience displayed unconsciously at such times.

"In any case, I think that as long as you’re here, I’m not at a loss at all. Having a wife like you would already be enough for most men to envy like crazy, right? Then I probably have the motivation to strive again; maybe becoming a billionaire would be out of reach but earning eight million should still be possible..."

"What did you say?"

"Huh?"

Zhou Wang was suddenly interrupted by Jiang Mo, a little puzzled.

"I mean, what... did you just call me?"

Jiang Mo’s cheeks were slightly red, but faint light appeared in her misty eyes, and she looked at Zhou Wang without blinking.

"I called you wife..."

"Hmm."

Jiang Mo’s expectations were met, she buried her head back into Zhou Wang’s neck, but her breathing was noticeably more rapid, making Zhou Wang feel her latent excitement.