The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 1455: Chapter 572: Jiang Mubai’s Hidden Halo

She had no idea what the two of them were doing, but her instincts told her something was off.

But before Qu Peining could react, Zhou Wang had already reached back and pulled the lounge door shut again.

The light from the corridor was blocked out, and only then did Qu Peining notice that the door and walls of this lounge seemed to be very soundproof as well. The muffled noise she could still vaguely hear before vanished in an instant, and the surroundings fell silent.

No, not completely silent.

There were still some sounds.

Zhou Wang’s slightly heavy breathing, and the sound of Jiang Mubai shifting her steps.

Jiang Mubai, who’d been caught by Qu Peining, seemed to be trying to change positions, but then something that confused Qu Peining happened again.

Zhou Wang seemed to have reached out... and pressed down on her head, forcing her to stay where she was?

In the pitch dark, Qu Peining could only barely sense these movements, but she still had no idea what exactly was going on.

Just then, there was a flash of flame—it was Zhou Wang flicking away his finished cigarette.

By that brief, flickering light, Qu Peining saw Zhou Wang looking straight into her eyes.

She couldn’t find words to describe those eyes.

Because she saw some very contradictory emotions in them.

As if there were flames blazing fiercely, yet at the same time some kind of restrained, hidden undercurrent.

...

Zhou Wang really hadn’t expected Qu Peining to find her way here.

This wasn’t part of Jiang Mubai’s plan at all; you could only call it a complete accident.

In fact Jiang Mubai’s purpose in helping Zhou Wang had already been achieved: in front of everyone, in a public setting, Qu Peining had been ”forced” to take the initiative and kiss Zhou Wang.

All those so‑called principles she’d laid down, all those reasons she’d made up for herself about ”keeping an eye on Zhou Wang,” had already shattered the moment their lips and tongues touched.

It was only because of the alcohol that her sluggish brain couldn’t yet process that layer of meaning.

After that, Zhou Wang really did go to the bathroom.

He just hadn’t expected Jiang Mubai to sneak after him.

He was still taking a leak in the stall when Jiang Mubai suddenly pushed the door open and burst in, scaring Zhou Wang so much he jolted, nearly sprinkling his pants.

Jiang Mubai leaned against the door and giggled, clearly finding it very cute to see Zhou Wang finally flustered for once. Zhou Wang could not tolerate that; his pants weren’t even pulled up yet before he lunged at her.

But when Jiang Mubai responded at lightning speed, Zhou Wang realized this had been her goal all along, and instantly felt disgruntled again.

He shoved Jiang Mubai away, intending to neaten his clothes and leave, but at that moment Jiang Mubai panicked.

Because with Qu Peining always off to the side, it hadn’t been easy for Jiang Mubai to find such a chance to be alone with Zhou Wang; how could she be willing to let it slip?

She knew all too well that the tiny bit of attention Zhou Wang had tonight was basically all on that white‑lotus‑like girl. Once he walked out that door, she’d be back in the queue again.

Although Jiang Mubai was busy with work and normally didn’t have much desire, she was still, in the end, a lightly seasoned woman who knew the taste.

She really wanted to be... ahem, wanted Zhou Wang.

”Don’t, Mr. Zhou, I was wrong, okay?”

She grabbed Zhou Wang’s arm and pleaded with dewy eyes.

”Not sincere enough.”

Zhou Wang just gave a cold assessment.

Quick on the uptake, Jiang Mubai immediately slithered up like a water snake, clinging to him and apologizing again in his ear: ”BB, I’m begging you.”

Zhou Wang’s hearing wasn’t great, but he figured what Jiang Mubai said was probably ”baby.” Seeing how sincere she was being, he of course reluctantly forgave her.

And then it was thunder meeting tinder.

Zhou Wang hadn’t acted that drunk in front of Qu Peining, but he definitely was pretty foggy.

After all, at the dinner earlier he’d already drunk quite a lot at the leader’s home—baijiu mixed with foreign liquor; anyone who’s tried that combo knows what it’s like. Even with Zhou Wang’s exceptional tolerance, he was at least halfway gone.

And with all those little drinking games at the table earlier, the two girls had already teased his temper and arousal up; he’d only been holding himself back because he had to maintain his gentleman persona in front of Qu Peining tonight.

Now, in a private space, with no Qu Peining watching, facing only this little temptress Jiang Mubai, Zhou Wang naturally turned into Fa Hai in an instant, ready to feed her a big, holy Dragon Subduing Chant.

Clang!

When Zhou Wang lifted Jiang Mubai up onto the counter, the sink let out a dull bang from the impact. But after a bout of making out, the two realized this bathroom was just too cramped to really perform.

Just as Zhou Wang was thinking of trying their luck over by the toilet, Jiang Mubai—who’d been to this BSK more than once—leaned up to his ear, giggling:

”BB, if you turn there’s a lounge, you know. Why don’t you carry me over?”

A lounge?

Zhou Wang’s eyes lit up, and he immediately granted Jiang Mubai’s wish. Since her jeans were still hanging around her knees and walking was indeed inconvenient, Zhou Wang simply scooped her up in a princess carry, and after poking his head out to make sure the corridor was empty, quickly ducked into the lounge.

There were no lights in the lounge, but the darkness seemed to amplify every sense, making it feel even more exciting.

Just as Zhou Wang was about to lose control, Jiang Mubai reached out her slender, jade‑like fingers and gently stopped him.

”Hm?”

Zhou Wang shot her a puzzled look.

Jiang Mubai licked the lips painted with cinnabar‑orange lipstick, fished out a wet wipe from who‑knows‑where, and said softly, ”You just finished your business. Gotta clean up a bit, right?”

Well then, this little temptress actually had standards!

What could Zhou Wang say? He just leaned his back against the wall and let Jiang Mubai ”help” him.