The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 225: Chapter 143: The Subtle Change of Jiang Qingkui_3

Zhou Wang didn’t know if she had undergone any special inner journey, but at this moment, Jiang Qingkui was truly stunning.

The fitted women’s blazer perfectly showcased her slender waist and upright chest, and moving the gaze downward, the high-quality pencil skirt covered her suddenly exaggerated curves.

Her slender, straight legs, wrapped in semi-sheer black stockings, shone with an alluring luster, even without light.

The only imperfection was that she wasn’t wearing actual high heels, just a pair of flats…

It might have been her last bit of defiance…

“Uh, Mr. Zhou, shall we go now?”

At this moment, Chen Mei lightly coughed, using this as a subtle reminder for Zhou Wang… that his gaze was inappropriate.

Zhou Wang realized that he had been slightly out of line, but he couldn’t help it; he just had a normal man’s reaction…

Mainly, Zhou Wang’s amazement at that moment was enhanced by the contrast.

Given Jiang Qingkui’s usual style, this was likely the first time in her life she wore such a sensual professional outfit, and perhaps the first time she wore a pencil skirt…

This was evident from Jiang Qingkui showing no unusual behavior on the surface, but the clear blush on her snow-white neck hinted at either embarrassment or irritation…

This was the first time Zhou Wang saw her display an emotion like this.

“Let’s go.”

Zhou Wang smiled normally and invited the three of them into the elevator.

In the underground parking lot, the service desk staff approached, but Zhou Wang waved them off, taking out the Mercedes G-Class key and handing it to Miao Ying.

Miao Ying didn’t take it immediately, just staring at the luxury cars in the garage in a daze.

After snapping out of it, she embarrassedly lowered her head, but her expression didn’t change as she took the car key from Zhou Wang and went to drive.

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At 10:30 in the morning, the matte gray Mercedes G-Class drove at the perfect 120 speed limit on the highway from Ming City to Jing City.

Ming City to Jing City, driving fast, took just over an hour, just in time to get home for lunch.

Jiang Qingkui and Zhou Wang sat in the back seat together. She initially planned to sit in the front, but Zhou Wang stopped her, his reason being “to chat.”

Although feeling uncomfortable by Zhou Wang’s gaze earlier, as a secretary, it was naturally impossible to defy her boss’s reasonable request, so Jiang Qingkui sat in the back.

Yet somehow, sitting twenty centimeters away from Zhou Wang, Jiang Qingkui felt a bit irritated.

But she couldn’t pinpoint where this irritation was coming from…

In fact, this strange feeling started in the morning when she changed clothes.

Jiang Qingkui originally intended to endure a bit of heat by wearing autumn and winter fitted suits, absolutely refusing to wear such shamefully revealing skirts.

But at the moment she really opened the wardrobe, she had no idea what overcame her; she unconsciously put on the professional suit dress.

She reasoned with herself that she must try it to see if she could truly accept it, but Jiang Qingkui knew this wasn’t the real reason.

But she couldn’t figure out what was going on in her mind, so she was a bit bewildered.

She didn’t notice that Zhou Wang was looking at her with a peculiar expression as well.

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[Resume — Jiang Qingkui]

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“Special notes: Her inherent personality was never conventional; she had long grown weary of a predictable life. At this stage, she couldn’t live a different way through entrepreneurship, but the vibrancy of life didn’t only come from entrepreneurship. Daring to try different new things and learning to view life from another perspective could be a good start too…”

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