Chapter 1839 - 761: Differences

Chapter 1839: Chapter 761: Differences

"Brother Dog, isn’t it way too shameless to be doing that kind of stuff during a private shoot when there are other people right there?"

On the way back together on the e-scooter, Yang Hao, sitting on the back, suddenly dropped that line. Zhou Wang’s hand almost slipped and sent the scooter straight into the ditch.

He noticed?

While Zhou Wang was still caught between shock and suspicion, Yang Hao sighed to himself again. "But it’s really hard to hold back, you know. Brother Dog, you have no idea how good Wanting is at seducing people. She just moaned a few times right next to my ear, and I felt like I was about to lose it..."

Only then did Zhou Wang relax. So Yang Hao was talking about his own thing with Xu Wanting—he’d almost thought the guy had really seen through something!

Good, he’s still my same dumb bro...

"You just don’t have enough experience."

Regaining his composure, Zhou Wang stopped, lit a cigarette, and tossed out that comment.

Yang Hao immediately got defensive. "Come on, Brother Dog, what kind of standard are you using? You can’t compare us ordinary people to you... For a normal guy, someone like Wanting is already a once-in-a-lifetime goddess, okay?"

Zhou Wang couldn’t hold it in. "Do you have some kind of fundamental misunderstanding about the word ’goddess’?"

"You just eat too good every day; you don’t understand the hardships of the mortal world!"

Yang Hao said, full of righteous indignation.

"You’ve had it wrong from the start. I wasn’t using my standards to judge you. I’m talking purely from an average guy’s standpoint. A Xu Wanting type? You can grab a handful of them anywhere, and it won’t even cost you much."

Zhou Wang gave Yang Hao a sideways look.

"You don’t believe me?"

"Hell no, how am I supposed to believe that?"

"Then just wait. Daddy will prove it to you."

Zhou Wang patted Yang Hao’s shoulder with a meaningful smile.

"Wait for what?"

Yang Hao was both turned on by what Zhou Wang said and subconsciously still didn’t buy it.

"Let the bullets fly a little longer."

"That line again? Brother Dog, I’ve noticed you’re kind of talking in riddles lately. I get that with your past track record, losing a few hundred thousand is nothing. I’m not hung up on the money. But that’s still two months of blood and sweat from both of us. You really don’t plan on doing anything?"

"Oh, there is one thing..."

"What?"

"Return that Alphard. Also, I had Gao Xing clear out a spare room. Starting tomorrow, you go live with him. Stop staying in that hotel of yours; you’re just burning cash for nothing..."

"Huh? Me living with Brother Gao? What if one day I step into the house with my left foot first and he accidentally one-punch kills me?"

"..."

As the e-scooter buzzed off into the distance, the two men’s teasing, swearing voices slowly faded into the wind. Overhead, the night sky was crystal clear; with the seasons shifting, you could already vaguely see the stars beginning to twinkle...

...

The next day.

When Zhou Wang arrived at the shop, chauffeured by Sister Xiao Yu, the moment he got out he saw a figure pacing back and forth at the entrance.

There was still a bit of chill in the March morning. The girl had her hair in a low ponytail, wearing a cream-colored cashmere cardigan and a pair of oat-colored high-waisted straight-leg pants. She was holding a KFC bag in her arms. Her face had that natural, hazy purity, and in this early hour when the light mist hadn’t yet fully lifted, she looked like a little white flower beaded with dew—so delicate and beautiful she seemed like she’d break with a touch.

...Zhou Wang had seen another part of her covered in "dew" before, and for no reason his heart skipped a beat.

After all, it had only been one night. Ji Xiaoxi, born with a natural talent for Water Magic, had left an impression on him that was still as vivid as ever. He’d been so wired when he got home last night that he couldn’t settle down and ended up staying awake till three.

The main problem was, by the time he got back, Sister Xiao Yu was already fast asleep, and Zhou Wang wasn’t beast enough to wake her up just to take it out on her. So he had no choice; for the first time in almost a year, Zhou Wang picked up a skill he’d practically forgotten.

There was a small side story in that.

Because he’d changed phones and hadn’t soloed in so long, Zhou Wang had no idea where to find "resources." He opened Douyin and started scrolling at random, and happened to catch top-tier influencer Lin Dantong’s livestream.

Zhou Wang typed, half-joking, "Can’t sleep, wanna chat?" and Lin Dantong instantly ended the stream, then called him straight away with a voice call.

"What, is this the exclusive late-night voice chat for the top supporter?"

Zhou Wang cracked a joke.

"Yup, I’m at your beck and call. It’s how I show respect to my number-one brother. It’s my first time seeing Mr. Zhou online at this hour... So what’s up, Mr. Zhou, you just hard-can’t fall asleep?"

Lin Dantong looked icy on the outside, but she was actually pretty lively when she chatted with Zhou Wang in private. Tonight she was even bold enough to bite down on one particular word.

It was a casual bit of flirting, but it landed perfectly on Zhou Wang’s current situation.

Zhou Wang was already pent-up as hell, and seeing Lin Dantong daring to tease him recklessly, plus the fact that there was still a phone between them, he had no reason to hold back. He chuckled and shot right back:

"Yeah. What about you? I rarely see you livestreaming at this hour. You insom-’wet’ too?"

Likewise, Zhou Wang also gave special emphasis to one particular syllable.

The profound subtleties of the Chinese language were clearly being milked for all they were worth by the two of them.

On the other end, where Zhou Wang couldn’t see, Lin Dantong’s cheeks flushed a little, but she also felt a rush of excitement and surprise. After working so hard for so long to get closer to Zhou Wang, this was the first time she’d seen a real ray of hope.

So after biting her lip, Lin Dantong decided to throw caution to the wind.

"Then... does Mr. Zhou want to help me with my little insom-’wet’ problem?"