The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 1842 - 762: "Doesn’t Count"_2

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Chapter 1842: Chapter 762: "Doesn’t Count"_2

At the same time occupying Zhou Wang’s senses were Ji Xiaoxi’s lips, softer than petals, more tender than tofu, and as delicate as jelly.

Both the last time and this time, it was Ji Xiaoxi who initiated the kiss with Zhou Wang.

But the difference was that previously, Ji Xiaoxi was overwhelmed by Zhou Wang’s godlike seductive skills, a burst of physical desire that couldn’t be restrained. This time, however, it was more of an emotional release that she couldn’t control.

Zhou Wang, who had been deliberately restraining himself, at the moment when Ji Xiaoxi released her emotions, no longer pretended to be a gentleman. He hugged her tightly with such force that it almost made Ji Xiaoxi gasp for air, clutching her delicate waist wrapped in a pure cotton T-shirt.

Their long hair scattered, fair skin blushing, their breathing passionate, both seemed to want to melt into each other completely, in a hysterical entanglement, only wanting to blend the other into themselves.

Bam!

Everything on the coffee table was swept away by Zhou Wang in a rough manner, placing the tightly clung Ji Xiaoxi onto it.

Ji Xiaoxi looked at the misty ceiling, in a daze once again saw that smiling Saintess.

She started to cry in large droplets, both on the top and bottom, but her actions became even more desperate, using her full strength to scratch back and forth on Zhou Wang’s shoulder and neck, as if trying to stimulate Zhou Wang into further frenzy.

...

[Glue has been generated]

Emotional ingredients from Ji Xiaoxi are being generated at a staggering speed.

...

Bang bang bang!

Just as Zhou Wang no longer cared for their surroundings and was about to punish the reckless Ji Xiaoxi on the narrow coffee table, a sudden knock on the shop’s front door brought them both back to a semblance of clarity.

Ji Xiaoxi’s body trembled slightly, raising her head with some alarm, "At this hour... who could it be?"

Zhou Wang was also puzzled, but what startled him was that at this moment, he once again heard a system notification for "Glue Generated," giving Ji Xiaoxi, whose half-jeans were still draped over her knees, a curious glance.

However, Zhou Wang didn’t let it show, instead, he carried Ji Xiaoxi to the sofa, gesturing for her to adjust her clothes while walking to the door and loudly asking:

"Who is it?"

"Zhou Wang? Is that you in there?"

A somewhat distorted female voice came from outside the door, but still mixed with mature and cool tones.

"Sister Liu?"

Zhou Wang was taken aback, immediately recognizing the voice, and was somewhat surprised.

At this time, it was mid to late March, nearly a month since the last meeting between Zhou Wang and Liu Rushuang.

During this month, there was almost no contact between the two. Liu Rushuang no longer frequently visited the shop like before, and Zhou Wang guessed she was probably occupied with worldly matters involved with her ex-husband. In one brief chat over WhatsApp, since Liu Rushuang didn’t delve deeper into any topics, Zhou Wang decided not to pursue it either.

Afterward, their relationship seemed to have suddenly become distant, and with the disruption Ji Xiaoxi brought into his life, Zhou Wang had almost forgotten about this stern and aloof sister, outwardly mature but truly warmed by time.

Zhou Wang opened the security door halfway, and sure enough, saw Liu Rushuang standing at the door.

She was wrapped in a coat, her expression slightly haggard, with one hand tugging on the collar and the other carrying a plastic bag from a supermarket.

"You didn’t answer my call, I just happened to pass by here and saw the lights on inside, so..."

Upon seeing Zhou Wang appear, Liu Rushuang’s expression relaxed slightly as she said this naturally, preparing to step inside.

Zhou Wang couldn’t stop her in time, and by the time he reacted, it was too late; Liu Rushuang, with one foot already in the doorway, had locked eyes with Ji Xiaoxi, who had just finished adjusting her disheveled collar on the sofa.

Liu Rushuang appeared mature and aloof, while Ji Xiaoxi was pure and seductive. The two opposing styles seemed to divide the space in front of them.

Liu Rushuang’s expression froze. Although she didn’t know Ji Xiaoxi, she instinctively assumed she was one of Zhou Wang’s sales staff at the shop... After all, most of the sales Zhou Wang hired were bright and dynamic recent graduates.

In the dead of night, with a closed shop, a man and a woman alone, and that faint, elusive peculiar scent in the air, the experienced Liu Rushuang quickly began to imagine a series of scenarios.

However, she didn’t question Zhou Wang; instead, with Ji Xiaoxi casting shy yet inquisitive glances, Liu Rushuang became flustered, lowered her head, avoided Zhou Wang’s gaze, and hurriedly tried to leave.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t know someone was in here, I didn’t mean to disturb..."

"Hey, Sister Liu!"

Zhou Wang wanted to stop her, but Liu Rushuang hurriedly bumped into the door, causing the plastic bag she was carrying to scatter its contents, forcing Zhou Wang to bend down and pick them up.

By the time Zhou Wang stood back up, Liu Rushuang had already reached the street, caught a taxi, and left without looking back, ignoring Zhou Wang’s shouts.

Zhou Wang felt puzzled, looking down at the plastic bag in his hands, only to find it contained a bottle of National Cellar liquor and some braised snacks.

Zhou Wang was startled, roughly understanding Liu Rushuang’s intentions, and couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions.

Zhou Wang tried calling Liu Rushuang a few times, but with no answer, he had to give up, thinking he’d contact her another day to find out what happened.

"Zhou Wang, was that also...?"

At this moment, Ji Xiaoxi, her clothes tidied, approached Zhou Wang and asked curiously.

"Also what?"

Zhou Wang initially didn’t understand because Ji Xiaoxi’s tone was genuinely simple, until he realized what she meant—that she was asking if this was also one of his many women...

Zhou Wang suddenly felt a bit awkward, clearing his throat, "She’s not, but I actually don’t have that many..."

"Really?"

Perhaps it was Ji Xiaoxi’s first time seeing Zhou Wang blushing, so she leaned in with interest, "But I heard you’re quite a flirt!"

"Would you mind?"

Zhou Wang scratched his nose.

Ji Xiaoxi was taken aback, then shook her head, "You’re not Chen He, so I don’t mind."

Zhou Wang found this statement peculiar.

Ji Xiaoxi seemed to mean that since they weren’t in a normal boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, she didn’t care, but Zhou Wang felt uncomfortable, believing that a woman who loves him should always be a little jealous.

However, this wasn’t the time to delve into the topic. Zhou Wang, feeling stuck, decided to pivot and took Ji Xiaoxi’s hand.

"Let’s continue our conversation..."

"I can’t, I have to go home, my grandpa is waiting for me!"

Ji Xiaoxi’s face flushed as she dodged Zhou Wang’s hand and quickly walked towards another taxi on the street.

Watching Ji Xiaoxi leave too, Zhou Wang could only shake his head in resignation.

Nonetheless, although they hadn’t quite reached a major advancement tonight, their relationship had certainly progressed significantly. As long as Ji Xiaoxi keeps coming to him, it’s a certain sign that some things are destined to happen.

[Current repair progress: 37%]

...

March of ’25 was a tough month for Yang Hao.

As he complained to Zhou Wang, if only his failure in business was the issue, but his love life wasn’t going smoothly either. Recently, Xu Wanting’s attitude toward him had grown somewhat ambiguous, no longer as close as before.

Yang Hao racked his brain but couldn’t figure out why, while Zhou Wang chuckled to himself.

...Do you wonder why I told you to return the Alphard?

Do you really think Xu Wanting is the kind of girl who enjoys riding on the back seat of an electric scooter for dates?

Yet Zhou Wang said nothing, pretending to dismiss Yang Hao’s romantic woes, his real focus elsewhere.

[Current charge: 256%]

With March once again marked by surprising losses, Zhou Wang could feel that the time to open the Treasure Chest was drawing near.

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