Chapter 1712 - 697: The Self-Cultivation of a Scumbag Man (Part 2)

Chapter 1712: Chapter 697: The Self-Cultivation of a Scumbag Man (Part 2)

"The first person I came looking for... is you."

This sentence could be interpreted in many ways, but at this moment, in Ding Yi’s ears, it undoubtedly meant that Zhou Wang was telling her...

You are the one I value the most.

But Zhou Wang himself would never admit to such an interpretation.

So while Ding Yi was still in a daze and hadn’t had the time to think more, Zhou Wang suddenly got up: "I have a lot of things to deal with, I should get going. It wouldn’t be good if Senior Sister saw us later..."

This "it wouldn’t be good if Senior Sister saw us" also had more than one interpretation.

But given Ding Yi’s mood at the time, it sounded like Zhou Wang felt guilty towards Senior Sister, so he was hesitant to see her, which matched with what Zhou Wang had said earlier, "came to the right place."

Why feel guilty?

Of course, because Zhou Wang came to her first, even though theoretically, Senior Sister was Zhou Wang’s official girlfriend.

While Ding Yi was experiencing mixed feelings, yet couldn’t help but smile, Zhou Wang had already quickly slipped away. By the time Ding Yi came to her senses, she only saw the door gently closed.

She had so much more to say to Zhou Wang... she actually wanted to be kissed by Zhou Wang again, but that damn man evidently didn’t give her any more chances.

"Talk about wealth and power, fear not taboos... Quietly ask the holy monk, is the daughter beautiful, is the daughter~ beautiful..."

Hugging her knees, Ding Yi rested her head on her arms and began to hum softly.

...

On the other side, after closing the door behind him, Zhou Wang immediately called to the corner once he confirmed the door was shut tightly.

Xiao Wang, who had been waiting, quickly approached with a black briefcase, opening it as he hurriedly reported:

"Boss, everything is normal... Only Miss Yu in room 4 on the first floor might be a little hungry; she went to the kitchen once, but no one else has left their rooms for now."

"Good."

Zhou Wang casually spoke in English, then took out an oral spray from the briefcase, quickly spritzing it into his mouth, and then pulled out a wet wipe, swiftly wiping his face and hands, paying special attention to his ten fingers.

After sniffing to ensure there was no lingering odor, Zhou Wang tossed the wet wipe back to Xiao Wang.

But Zhou Wang still felt this wasn’t secure enough. After all, a man’s sense of smell is never as sharp as a woman’s, so he pulled out a T-shirt from the case to change out of his shirt.

Finishing all this, Zhou Wang waved his hand, and waited until Xiao Wang, holding the briefcase, disappeared into the corner, before stepping forward to gently knock on the door of room 3 opposite.

Click!

The door opened faster than Zhou Wang had imagined—it was almost instantaneous, barely a second before Zhou Wang found himself face-to-face with Xia Xiwei standing at the door.

"Zhou Wang?"

Xia Xiwei was momentarily stunned, then her smile bloomed like a flower, "You’re here! I was just about to look for you."

... Damn, that was close.

Seeing Xia Xiwei even wrapped in a scarf, Zhou Wang realized she had indeed been planning to go out, and silently wiped at nonexistent cold sweat.

Actually, he had spent more time in Ding Yi’s room than planned... but there’s no helping it; no man could withstand such a situation.

"Let’s talk inside."

Zhou Wang smiled calmly.

Xia Xiwei didn’t immediately step aside, instead, her lively dark eyes darted around before looking at room 1 opposite.

"Did you go find Yiyi already?"

"Of course... not, I came straight to you."

Zhou Wang replied frankly.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then I’ll go ask her."

Xia Xiwei’s sudden words nearly caught Zhou Wang off guard, but fortunately, Zhou Wang had analyzed Xia Xiwei’s character in advance, so when Xia Xiwei made as if to knock on the opposite door, Zhou Wang’s expression remained as steady as ever, merely giving her a blank look.

As expected, Xia Xiwei only took a couple of steps before stopping, casting a surprised glance at Zhou Wang.

"Wow, you’re not even nervous... seems it’s true."

Xia Xiwei immediately became cheerful, pulling Zhou Wang’s hand in satisfaction and leading him into her room.

Once the door was closed, Zhou Wang finally let out a relieved sigh inside.

Damn, I’m such a clever little devil.

Because he anticipated Xia Xiwei’s outwardly generous but occasionally quirky nature, Zhou Wang had mentally prepared himself; otherwise, any hint of unnaturalness would have given him away.

Moreover, he surmised that Xia Xiwei, like Ding Yi, was proud at her core; she wouldn’t truly question Ding Yi... that would be a silent admission of losing ground, something she wouldn’t do.

Once inside the room, Zhou Wang scanned his surroundings.

The layout of this guest bedroom was generally the same as Ding Yi and Jiang Mo’s, only slightly smaller but still around thirty or forty square meters, with a separate living room and balcony.

The room’s heater was on, and for Zhou Wang, it was a bit on the warm side. So, after changing clothes, Xia Xiwei was dressed quite lightly.

A light blue bow-tied JK shirt, overlaid by an off-white sweater cardigan, and on her lower half, only a dark blue short skirt, leaving much of her snow-white thighs exposed...

Because Xia Xiwei wore long white socks, Zhou Wang was sure she wasn’t wearing any pantyhose; it was definitely bare-leg exposure.

"What are you looking at, you perv!"

Turning around after kicking off her little leather shoes, Xia Xiwei caught Zhou Wang staring intently and instantly wrinkled her nose, speaking in a playful, faux-aggressive tone.

"I’m just afraid I won’t get to see it in the future, so naturally I have to take a good look now..."

Zhou Wang appeared utterly candid.

"Zhou Wang, you mustn’t say things like that again."

Xia Xiwei’s attention was swiftly redirected; she spoke slightly sternly: "Although I don’t understand business matters well, even if you temporarily fail, you’ve had such a glorious experience, and right now you lack neither resources nor connections. How can you show any discouragement?"

"You’re right, my mindset has indeed been greatly affected..."

Zhou Wang pretended to ponder seriously for a moment while pulling Xia Xiwei down onto the couch with him, saying, "I might just be a bit worn out, really exhausted, and when that drive dissipates all at once, I’m slightly at a loss for where to go."

Seeing Zhou Wang’s wry smile, Xia Xiwei couldn’t help but feel a touch of pity; she clasped Zhou Wang’s hand in return, as if trying to pass him all of her warmth.

"I’m sorry, I might have been a bit harsh too. Everyone’s entitled to rest, and I often find things tough myself... It’s nothing serious to just take a break when you’re exhausted."

"Xixi, thank you. I know I might be acting a bit hypocritically; obviously, I just said that in the living room, but for some reason, I still couldn’t resist coming to knock on your door."

Zhou Wang spoke spontaneously, but with the "Empathy" cheat augmenting him, it seemed so sincere to Xia Xiwei.

Xia Xiwei looked at him for a moment, her eyes growing increasingly bright, then opened her arms to hug Zhou Wang.

"You must knock on my door, of course. We’re still ’boyfriend and girlfriend,’ aren’t we? I haven’t said I want to break up with you yet..."

Zhou Wang couldn’t help but smile, nestling his head against Xia Xiwei’s fragrant shoulder.

The scent of Advanced perfume wafted into his nostrils, its clean, soapy undertone mixed with a hint of blooming floral sweetness from the woods, like the blush of dawn.

"But you can only knock on my door, alright?"

Before Xia Xiwei could finish her sentence, Zhou Wang, lost in her enticing scent, couldn’t help but ask:

"Well, Xixi, there’s something I’ve been curious about for a long time..."

"Hmm?"

"It’s just... what size are you? This question has been bothering me for a while."

"Size?"

Xia Xiwei was puzzled at first until she caught sight of Zhou Wang’s shifty gaze, which kept drifting downward, and instantly realized.

"Are you looking to die, asking such a question!"

A slightly blushing Xia Xiwei went to pinch Zhou Wang’s waist.