The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 162: Chapter 126 Where’s My Lighter?

Chapter 162 -126 Where’s My Lighter?

Zhou Wang and Jiang Mo walked out of the library side by side. He took out his phone and saw a message from an unfamiliar gray and white icon.

Zhou Wang took a moment to react before remembering who it was.

He opened WeChat and, sure enough, saw “Kill the Robin” had accepted his friend request and sent a message:

“You’re Zhou Dajun’s son, right?”

“It’s me, Sister Qingkui, hi.”

Zhou Wang replied, not having the chance to say anything else before receiving a quick response.

“Sorry, I might not remember you much, but Auntie already told me about it. I kind of understand her intentions, but I’ve been quite busy lately, so let’s talk later, okay?”

Zhou Wang was surprised, then smiled and replied, “Okay.”

Jiang Qingkui’s reaction was what he had expected; it was normal.

You could only say that parents’ views on some things were a bit too wishful. After all, times had changed; feelings born out of neighborhood ties might ultimately belong only to that era…

Shaking his head, Zhou Wang put away his phone.

“Tell me about that Professor Wang.”

Before heading to the nearby mall to buy a gift, Zhou Wang asked Jiang Mo.

Having money was just the base, but if you want something from someone, you have to approach the situation with a bit of sophistication.

Zhou Wang wasn’t very familiar with Wang Hongying; all he knew was that she carried lots of titles and was considered a prominent figure at Cai University Law School.

Given her status, she would have worldly desires, but not as vulgar as ordinary people. After all, she certainly didn’t lack basic material needs.

Although Zhou Wang didn’t know how much a famous professor could earn in a year, he figured it had to be above middle class.

“What… what situation?”

However, when Jiang Mo heard Zhou Wang’s question, she looked confused.

“…”

Zhou Wang opened his mouth, thought for a moment, then gave up. He took out his phone and, without hiding it from Jiang Mo, directly called Ding Yi.

After meeting Ding Yi that day, Zhou Wang had realized one problem very clearly.

If Ding Yi insisted on coming closer to him, some issues couldn’t be hidden.

Even though he was destined to be a scumbag, he wanted to be an honest scumbag…

Okay, that was just nonsense.

Zhou Wang’s real thought was, since it was bound to be exposed sooner or later, what did it matter if Ding Yi found out about his relationship with Jiang Mo?

“Moonlight” could make people remember endlessly, but it couldn’t make Zhou Wang give up what he already had.

He was too lazy to go to great lengths to hide anything, so let things be…

He had given up.

With this thought in mind, Zhou Wang called with remarkable ease, not caring at all what consequences it might bring.

In fact, if he truly had reservations, he wouldn’t have been willing to accompany Jiang Mo to see Wang Hongying at this moment.

The call connected, and Ding Yi’s crisp voice quickly came through:

“Ahem, Zhou Wang, isn’t it too late to apologize now?”

“Apologize for what?”

Zhou Wang was startled.

“Huh, you called me. Isn’t it because you ignored me last night?”

Ding Yi was also taken aback.

Zhou Wang realized something, maintaining the call, he quickly skimmed their chat history and suddenly realized he had said something wrong.

After leaving the club last night, he had promised to attend the second round, but he had forgotten all about it after Xu Wenqian’s harsh scolding.

Zhang Zhiyuan and the others were okay, at most vocalizing their discontent, and they wouldn’t really blame Zhou Wang. But Ding Yi, who saw him absent last night, had sent quite a few messages.

She didn’t say it outright, but between the lines of her messages were these words:

“Because of you, I came.”

Zhou Wang understood at a glance.

The crucial point was that Zhou Wang hadn’t checked his phone all night, and when he woke up, Ding Yi’s messages had been pushed way down, completely forgetting about it.

So one must exercise self-control. To have made such a rookie mistake! It was undoubtedly because he got carried away last night…

Blame Xu Wenqian.

“Sorry, I drank too much last night…” Zhou Wang quickly explained.

However, Ding Yi soon laughed and interrupted him: “It’s okay, I was just joking. I know you didn’t mean not to come. So what’s up?”

Zhou Wang couldn’t tell if Ding Yi truly didn’t care, but he had to admit that he was in her hands again, feeling an inexplicable twinge of guilt.

Terrifying, indeed…

Zhou Wang shook his head, dispelling stray thoughts, “It’s just something small. I wanted to ask you about your professor.”

“You mean Professor Wang?”

Ding Yi asked in surprise, “Are you asking about her because…”

“I want to help Senior Jiang Mo with something. She needs something from Professor Wang.”

Zhou Wang glanced at Jiang Mo, who was quietly waiting beside him, and spoke.

Ding Yi was silent for a moment, “Senior Jiang…”

Her voice was so soft, it seemed like Zhou Wang’s imagination. Just as Zhou Wang thought she would inquire further, Ding Yi’s voice brightened again.

“No problem, I’ll tell you what I know~ Take note.”

“Go ahead.”

“Professor Wang has a very open-minded character, but she’s not a person with strong materialism. Maybe a typical Yunan Province personality, what people call a hometown treasure. Beijing University invited her several times, and she never went…”

Hearing this, Zhou Wang’s brow furrowed slightly.

Not having a strong material desire meant material things would have even less influence, making the choice of gifts even more difficult.