The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 99: Chapter 94: Fight the Boss Tonight (Requesting First Subscription)

“Hmm.”

Jiang Mo nodded. If it weren’t for her pretty face already flushing, Zhou Wang would have thought she was just humoring him.

But clearly, this wasn’t enough.

“Hmm?”

Then Zhou Wang raised an eyebrow, “Is this how I usually teach you?”

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“I… I thought of you.”

Jiang Mo weakly said, glanced around, moved closer to the phone, and stammered, “I miss my husband… During the day, at night… I want my husband…”

At this point, Jiang Mo’s cheeks were as red as ripe tomatoes in the field, and her breathing grew heavier until she couldn’t speak any longer.

Zhou Wang just quietly admired her expression at that moment.

The faint struggle in her cold features, the blush spreading through her eyebrows, the mix of pain and desire in the depths of her eyes, and the low, hoarse breath drifting from her throat…

It was like a world-famous painting with high artistic value.

Zhou Wang absolutely loved it.

“Where are you now?”

Zhou Wang chuckled and decided not to tease her further.

But Jiang Mo, it seemed, misunderstood.

Visibly, her body tensed up, her expression more anxious than before by countless times.

“I’m with Professor Wang for a walk, um… Zhou Wang, no, hu, husband… Can you wait until tonight to… This is a park, and there are no popsicles around, so when I get back tonight, I’ll let you check…”

Zhou Wang was stunned for a moment before he remembered the task he had casually given Jiang Mo earlier.

“Did you really practice?”

Zhou Wang was a bit surprised. He’d almost forgotten about this matter.

“Yeah.”

Jiang Mo nodded with a red face and softly said, “I’ve been buying popsicles to eat every day…”

Zhou Wang said nothing more, simply watching Jiang Mo’s hair fluttering in the evening breeze on the other end of the call. His gaze involuntarily softened.

“So, has your relationship with your professor eased up?”

Zhou Wang remembered Jiang Mo telling him about the constant tension with her professor due to her own personality. But now, Jiang Mo could accompany Professor Wang on shopping trips, indicating some improvement.

Mentioning this topic, a slight smile appeared on Jiang Mo’s face too.

“Mm, I listened to you. Besides tea leaves, I also gave her a set of La Prairie for her birthday… The professor really liked it.”

Zhou Wang wasn’t surprised at all.

After all, those are skincare products even more expensive than “Crème de la Mer.” A platinum set of four small bottles sells for nearly 50,000. Which aging middle-aged woman wouldn’t like it?

Zhou Wang planned to bring a set home for his mom next time.

This wasn’t Zhou Wang’s original idea either; it was Bella’s suggestion to him.

Unfortunately, Bella, determined to pursue a career in the hotel industry, still politely declined his offer. But that’s understandable; everyone has their own comfort zone. Zhou Wang might be able to offer a higher wage than she currently earns, but he couldn’t paint a future that excited her.

He had the means, but he couldn’t articulate it!

“Have you mentioned your father’s issue to the professor?”

Zhou Wang reined in his thoughts and asked.

“Not yet.” Jiang Mo shook her head and softly said, “I want to wait a bit longer. If I bring it up now, I’m afraid the professor will be put off.”

“Mm, your thinking is right.”

Zhou Wang nodded in agreement.

After chatting a bit more, before hanging up, Zhou Wang casually asked, “By the way, what time do you arrive the day after tomorrow?”

“Four-thirty in the afternoon.”

Jiang Mo’s eyes brightened, and after some hesitation, she asked, “Are… you coming to pick me up?”

“No, busy.”

Zhou Wang immediately refused.

“Oh.”

Jiang Mo’s eyes dimmed again.

“I’ll transfer some more money to you later, spend it when you have nothing else to do, that’s it, hanging up.”

“Got it… Bye, husband.”

Jiang Mo instinctively nodded.

…

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Wang glanced at the balance. After buying the house and furnishing it, the “Desire Consumption Gold” meant for Jiang Mo only had a few hundred thousand left. Previously, it would sometimes increase slightly with Jiang Mo’s feedback, but it had been stagnant lately.

Zhou Wang transferred another 100,000 to Jiang Mo, and after urging her to accept it, he suddenly noticed an unprocessed “add friend” request.

Recently, many people wanted to add him, so Zhou Wang didn’t pay much attention. But when he opened it, he chuckled.

Morri: “I’m Cui Min’er!”

Morri: “Zhou Wang, ahhh, you bastard, what on earth did you do!”

Morri: “I’m going to kill you!!”

Morri: “…”

The earliest verification message was from a few hours ago. Perhaps after seeing no response from Zhou Wang, Cui Min’er sent over a dozen more messages.

It’s a pity he couldn’t see her expression at that moment. Otherwise, it would have been quite entertaining, right?

“Is your fiancé okay? He sounded quite anxious last night.”

Zhou Wang simply responded in the verification message.

Cui Min’er was likely holding the phone, waiting for this, as her reply was quick: “씨발…씨발…”

A flustered Cui Min’er resorted to her native language, sending a string of words Zhou Wang didn’t comprehend.

Well, not completely incomprehensible; Zhou Wang could barely make out a few “sibal.”

Is there no other swear word to curse with?

Foreigners are truly pitiable, even in this aspect their culture is so lacking.

After a while, Cui Min’er probably realized Zhou Wang couldn’t understand what she was saying, so she switched back to Chinese and sent a message:

“Zhou Wang, you must call and explain everything to Woo-bin oppa right now, and also compensate me for my mental anguish!”

“Crazy!”

Zhou Wang muttered, no way did I want to touch you—it was you who grabbed my hand and pressed it there, not letting go…

Yet, after inspecting Cui Min’er’s ample assets, Zhou Wang was indeed surprised to find no signs of silicone.