Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 108 She in the Secular World

Zhou Wang didn't really kiss Jiang Mo with his tongue. He just kissed the corner of her mouth lightly, then patted her butt, signaling her to return to normal.

Zhou Wang was a very possessive person, and he was not willing to let others see this side of Jiang Mo, although -

Gu Xiaoming's three views have collapsed.

He seriously suspected that he was hallucinating. What "husband"? Is Jiang Mo the kind of person who would call "husband"?

"Please"?
Oh, I am crazy, I must be crazy...

This is definitely not what Jiang Mo said, absolutely not!
At this moment, Zhou Wang, who was gently hugging Jiang Mo, suddenly heard the system prompt.

[Host reputation +1]

"?"

Zhou Wang glanced at Gu Xiaoming, whose face was slightly distorted, then looked at his companion not far away who had a complicated expression, and a question mark floated across his mind.

What kind of weird way to increase reputation is this?
But it was also an unexpected gain.

"Come on, Senior, let's go home."

Zhou Wang whispered in Jiang Mo's ear.

"Ah."

Jiang Mo's body trembled slightly, and she didn't seem to react much, but the system's prompt betrayed her.

Ding!
[The spiritual desire of the bound object Jiang Mo has been satisfied, and the desire consumption money has been issued]

When getting in the car, Zhou Wang took the time to look at his mobile phone. Wow, the amount was actually 288,000!
It seems that Senior is really surprised...

However, it may be that the sensitive word "home" touched her.

On the other side, Gu Xiaoming had been watching Jiang Mo sitting on the passenger seat of the G-Class and was a little dazed until he was beeped again. While making way, Gu Xiaoming couldn't help but roar in his heart.

Is it great to drive a G-Class?

Why is Jiang Mo so superficial? What is wrong with me...

Gu Xiaoming, who had not really experienced the beatings of society, at least at this moment, did not think that a Mercedes-Benz G was something he could not reach...

At this moment, the Mercedes-Benz G suddenly stopped beside him, the window opened, and Zhou Wang's face popped out.

"Jiang Mo said that you helped her find her way and carried her luggage? Thanks, brother!"

"Uh...you're welcome."

Gu Xiaoming forced a smile subconsciously.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing in the car. You can take these cigarettes and smoke them."

Zhou Wang looked down, took out two packs of medium-sized Da Zhongjiu cigarettes from the one he had just bought and handed them to Gu Xiaoming.

Gu Xiaoming took it in a daze, and when he came to his senses, the Mercedes-Benz G had already roared away.

"I am a mud horse..."

Gu Xiaoming felt insulted and was about to throw the two packs of cigarettes away.

"No, Xiaoming, don't give me cigarettes that cost a hundred yuan a pack!"

The other boy became anxious and ran over to stop him.

"A pack of cigarettes for 100?"

Gu Xiaoming, who didn't know how to smoke, was startled and put down his raised hand. He rolled his throat for a while, but finally put the cigarette in his pocket silently.

He doesn't know how to smoke, but he can pretend to send it to others...

The next second, Gu Xiaoming couldn't help but want to slap himself in the face.

I am such a fucking bitch!

The boy next to him looked at Gu Xiaoming's painful expression, felt relieved, and patted his shoulder with understanding.

"Don't even think about it, Xiaoming. That's the top-of-the-line G63. How many girls can refuse that?"

"Brother Cheng, I just can't figure it out, am I really that bad?"

Gu Xiaoming raised his head and asked with red eyes.

"Well, that's definitely not the case. You have education and talent, all you lack is time. Don't lose heart, brother. I believe that in the near future, you will have your head fall to the ground, your head will fall to the ground, your head will fall to the ground... Shit, what's that saying? Anyway, you understand what I mean, right, brother?"

"..."

……

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

In the Mercedes-Benz G, Zhou Wang asked while debugging the Bluetooth.

The Burmester surround sound system and the excellent interior sound insulation make it a real pleasure to listen to music in a car like this, not to mention anything else.

I have to complain about the Ferrari 812C here. Although the car body has been treated with a lot of sound insulation materials when it was selected, it is a supercar after all, and some noise is unavoidable, which makes the effect of the Bose audio system a bit worse.

"No."

Jiang Mo shook her head, her expression returned to its cold state, and she just tilted her head to look out the window. If Zhou Wang hadn't been able to catch a glimpse of the curve at the corner of her mouth from time to time, it would have been difficult to confirm her mood at the moment.

Zhou Wang didn't care. In fact, what really attracted him was this aura of Jiang Mo, wasn't it?

He was even more reluctant to destroy it than she was...

This matter is quite contradictory.

It is precisely because of this that Zhou Wang has enough patience with Jiang Mo. He wants this, this, and more!

He was enjoying the pleasure of a little bit of invasion. Otherwise, knowing that Jiang Mo would not be able to refuse him, Zhou Wang could have forced himself on the base that night, and there would be no need to go through so much trouble.

The two didn't talk much along the way. Jiang Mo was just like that by nature, while Zhou Wang was just so excited about driving a new car that he couldn't help but hold a solo concert in the car.

From Mayday to the Elevator God, the Mercedes-Benz G-Class also drove into the underground parking lot of Mingcheng Tongde Plaza. After taking Jiang Mo out of the parking lot, Zhou Wang took her cold and slender hand and came to this western restaurant on the 42nd floor of Yue Center opposite Tongde Plaza, with a high rate of turning heads.

The name of the restaurant is "Poseidon". If Zhou Wang remembered correctly, the translation should be "Poseidon", but the Chinese name of the restaurant is "Ting·Yan", which is pretentious and has a confusing meaning.

The indoor environment is quite good, and since it is located high above the city, the business is quite good, and most of the customers are girls who come in groups.

The purpose of taking photos is greater than eating.

Entering the restaurant, Zhou Wang felt Jiang Mo tighten his hand, followed by a system prompt.

Ding!
[The spiritual desire of the bound object Jiang Mo has been satisfied, and the desire consumption money has been issued]

Ok?
Looking at the 8,000 yuan that arrived in his account, Zhou Wang was surprised... Why is it a spiritual desire? Isn't this a material desire?
Only after he sat down by the window did Zhou Wang understand the reason.

"Thank you for remembering."

Jiang Mo said softly.

What do I remember?
Zhou Wang thought about it briefly, then vaguely remembered that Jiang Mo seemed to have said that she preferred Western food...

Oh, the reason for this incident was that Zhou Wang opened the review app when he parked his car and randomly picked a restaurant with a quiet environment. Why did he care whether it was Western or Chinese food?
"Well, I'm glad you like it. Considering that you've been sitting in the car for such a long time, I specially selected a relatively light French meal to avoid making your stomach uncomfortable."

He was complaining in his heart, but that didn't stop Zhou Wang from speaking.

Ding!
Zhou Wang glanced at his mobile phone and saw that another 666 yuan had been deposited into his account.

Haha, woman, it’s so easy to cheat you out of your money.

Although it’s not a lot, a mosquito leg is also meat...

Anyway, they are just a few free love words. If it were last month, Zhou Wang could have said the same words all day long without repeating himself.

Because he had to drive, Zhou Wang did not drink, but Jiang Mo prepared a little white wine to go with the meal.

Zhou Wang once thought about why most Western food has to be paired with different wines to taste good. His conclusion is... it is because Western food has more scarce ingredients, and different types of alcohol may be needed to make up for the little bit of missing flavor.

Look at all the fancy Chinese food. The soup alone is enough to go with the rice, but the alcohol turns everything into social etiquette.

After finishing a French meal that he wasn’t sure if was authentic or not, Zhou Wang felt, perhaps due to psychological factors, that the meal was not as exquisite as the one prepared by the Western chef at Wanda Hotel.

But the price was not that expensive compared to high-end Western food. The meal for two people cost 1400, but the bottle of wine that Jiang Mo ordered cost 298.

When paying the bill, although there was no scramble for the money, Jiang Mo had already silently taken out his cell phone.

Zhou Wang did not compete with her. After all, the wool comes from the sheep, and the sheep comes from the system, so there is no difference.

……

After dinner, Zhou Wang drove Jiang Mo to "Cuihu Yipin".

Seeing that the car was not heading to Wanda Hotel, Jiang Mo did not ask any further questions. She just leaned against the car window and looked up at the night view of the city.

Because of the alcohol, her rather cold white skin color was tinged with a little blush. Looking at her from the side from this angle, Zhou Wang once again felt "this sister is so beautiful".

Under the reflection of the neon lights through the car window, she was like a person in a painting who did not belong to this secular world, but was forcibly pulled into the filthy world.

"By the way, I don't think I've ever asked you, where is your mother?"

While waiting for the red light, Zhou Wang asked casually.

"After my father's business started to run into problems, she seldom came home. Later, it seemed that she went abroad with someone else. I don't know where she is."

Jiang Mo spoke softly, with a calm expression, as if he was describing a stranger.

But with Jiang Mo's personality, she rarely talks so much at once unless she cares about someone or something particularly.

Zhou Wang glanced at her, nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, but just slightly increased the speed of the car.

With the low roar of the engine, the Mercedes-Benz G drove into the "Cuihu Yipin" community. After parking in the free parking space, Jiang Mo asked curiously:
"Is this your home?"

"Senior, do you believe me?"

Zhou Wang smiled but did not answer, just asked.

If it were ten days ago, Jiang Mo might have hesitated, but in the past half month, although the two had not met, they had never lost contact every day.

Under Zhou Wang's guidance, Jiang Mo subconsciously and unconsciously regarded Zhou Wang as the closest person to her besides her father.

Girls like her are hard to approach, but once you break down the outermost layer of armor, it's very easy to get deep inside.

"Ah."

So at this moment, Jiang Mo nodded without much thought.

"Then let's play a game. I'll be your eyes. You don't have to worry about where we're going. Just follow me."

Zhou Wang said this and flipped his hand, as if performing magic, and took out the blindfold from the system warehouse.

Jiang Mo didn't know what she was thinking about, and her breathing became rapid, but she remained motionless, allowing Zhou Wang to cover her eyes with the cloth.

Jiang Mo's body tensed as her vision suddenly fell into darkness, but only a few seconds later, she slightly opened her red lips and stuck out her tongue tremblingly.

"?"

Zhou Wang was unbuckling his seat belt when he didn't expect Jiang Mo to misunderstand his meaning. He could only shake his head helplessly.

Senior, senior, am I this kind of person in your heart?

Okay, that’s me.

Zhou Wang lifted Jiang Mo's chin and began to talk about his longing for his senior.

"Well……"

　I plan to update three chapters with 10,000 words today, so I’ll post one chapter first.

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