Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 575 Cut off the beard
what is this?

Zhou Wang also really wanted to ask.

His perspective was probably the most bewildering.

First, for some unknown reason, Qu Peining suddenly slumped down, and then she felt Jiang Mubai quickly move away from her. Immediately afterwards, Qu Peining suddenly moved close to her.

How close?

Qu Peining instinctively used her arm to support her balance and then grabbed her thigh, her face so close that her breath could be heard.

Yes, it truly means "you can hear your breath".

Zhou Wang could feel her rapid breathing, like a gentle breeze, hitting him in gusts.

At this moment, Qu Peining could also smell the scent emanating from Zhou Wang.

It's hard to describe.

But it seemed to have some of Jiang Mubai's feminine scent mixed in, which made the whole taste strange.

No matter how naive or inexperienced Qu Peining was, she had seen some relevant learning materials on the internet and from her roommates' phones and computers on some occasional occasions.

So she immediately realized what was swaggering at her.

Qu Peining had no idea how to react. The huge shock left her sitting there dumbfounded, her eyes wide open.

Unfortunately, Zhou Wang couldn't see her expression at that moment, otherwise he probably would have thought it was kind of cute.

However... although Zhou Wang couldn't see Qu Peining's expression, he still sensed something else.

For example, at least ten seconds had passed, but Qu Peining showed no intention of distancing herself from him.

Not only that, Zhou Wang could also feel her increasingly rapid breathing. If it was just a gentle breeze at first, it was now like a small blower, blowing in waves that were affecting Zhou Wang's heart.

You have to understand that Zhou Wang was already on the verge of exploding under Jiang Mubai's teasing, and her little actions were even more of a fatal temptation in Zhou Wang's eyes.

After all, Qu Peining is different from Jiang Mubai; her temperament and appearance predetermined...

If an ordinary guy were dating her, let alone doing anything inappropriate, he would probably struggle with the thought of even holding her hand, and might not even be able to muster the courage.

And Qu Peining, in this state, was kneeling before him, her red lips slightly parted due to extreme shock, confusion, and bewilderment. This meant...

Blasphemy is within reach.

Angels and demons began to battle in Zhou Wang's mind, but in just a second, the demons overwhelmingly drove out the angels.

"Some opportunities only come once."

The demon seemed to be chuckling in Zhou Wang's mind.

The reason is simple, yet irrefutable.

Qu Peining may lack worldly experience, but that doesn't mean she's truly stupid. Once the alcohol wears off tomorrow, she'll surely realize that everything tonight was calculated.

She has a strong sense of justice and hatred for evil, otherwise she wouldn't have gone south in anger just to demand an explanation from Zhou Wang.

If he doesn't take advantage of her confusion and stir up her emotions even more, will Zhou Wang really have any chance to get close to her after tonight?

Once Qu Peining is fully awake, even if she doesn't do anything to Zhou Wang, she will at least run far away for the sake of her so-called inner convictions, and will never give Zhou Wang any chance to corrupt her again.

These thoughts flashed through Zhou Wang's mind in an instant. By the time he realized it, he had already reached out and slipped his hand through Qu Peining's medium-length hair that was scattered to one side.

Qu Peining had no idea what was about to happen; she only suddenly felt the force in Zhou Wang's palm.

In the dim light, there was a faint sound, like a balloon bursting, that flashed by.

……

It is said that life has four flavors: sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy.

In her memory, Qu Peining believes that the foods she ate the most were "sour" and "bitter".

The little girl who once longed for a string of candied hawthorns at the alley entrance listened to her mother's teachings and regarded hardship as a form of training. However, she also secretly hid in a deserted corner to wipe away tears countless times when she couldn't persevere.

Back then, life tasted sour.

As for sweet and spicy, these two flavors were unfamiliar to Qu Peining.

To maintain her figure, she rarely ate sweets. It wasn't until the day she changed careers that she bought herself her first cup of milk tea.

As for spicy food... having grown up with northern cuisine, she can't really handle spicy food. She has a comrade from Sichuan and Chongqing who loves spicy food, but after trying the canned millet peppers that the comrade brought, Qu Peining has never eaten spicy food again.

Qu Peining never imagined that one day she would be able to taste four flavors at the same time.

Yes, four types.

The intense, aching sensation felt even more unbearable than holding a plank for an extended period.

A cup of cold tea that had been sitting for more than a day, the bitterness of the tea leaves had fully permeated her taste buds.

There was also that indescribable feeling, like the lingering sweetness after drinking wine, and the burning sensation that made her eyes uncontrollably red.

ups and downs.

These four sensations blended together, making Qu Peining feel as if she were eating a skewer of candied hawthorn that had gone bad and was now coated with a layer of cream—a very complex and indescribable taste.

Qu Peining, who was already having difficulty breathing, became even more dizzy and had little ability to resist.

Or perhaps she did try to raise her hand, only to find that she couldn't muster any strength at all.

Are you drunk?
I must be drunk...

Looking up at the dimly lit chandelier on the ceiling, which was only outlined in the darkness, Qu Peining thought to herself.

Otherwise, why would I be here, suffering such filth?

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to that night in Building 9 of Shanghai, where she was powerless to control her emotions.

She knew it was all wrong, she knew the other person was insulting and bullying her, but she couldn't break free, or... she didn't want to break free.

……

Zhou Wang felt as if he were dreaming.

He spent three to five minutes in this very cautious manner.

But the dopamine rush in his brain gave him a kind of timeless pleasure.

At the last moment, he finally decided against being so hasty and did something that could be described as incredibly audacious.

He reached out, fumbled for the switch on the wall, and pressed it with a "click."

There were multiple switches on the wall, but Zhou Wang didn't turn on the chandelier in the center of the room; he turned on the hallway light near the door, which wasn't very bright.

But compared to the darkness just now, even a small corridor lamp is obviously bright enough.

At least within a few meters of the entrance, everything was fully visible.

But Zhou Wang couldn't see Jiang Mubai, disheveled and with a strange expression, nor the scattered buttons and broken high heels. His eyes were fixed solely on Qu Peining's face, which was tilted back. Under the sudden illumination, she squinted uncomfortably, then let out a soft "hmm," glancing sideways at Zhou Wang with a hint of reproach.

Her cheeks were flushed, like maple leaves drifting by the lake. Her originally heroic face now had a touch of naivety, but tears were streaming down her face, like raindrops hitting banana leaves. In the face of unbearable humiliation, there was a kind of morbid beauty.

Especially when she looked up at Zhou Wang in a state of seven parts bewilderment, it was as if she had poured the most beautiful spring water in the world into it, but it was also mixed with resentment, unwillingness, and a trace of almost imperceptible infatuation.

Zhou Wang felt the urge to get the same items as Edison Chen again.

He longed to raise his camera and capture this expression—an expression that even the most professional actor could never portray—on film forever.

……

The most dumbfounded person was actually the one who was the apparent instigator of all this, namely Jiang Mubai, who was leaning against the corner of the wall in a daze at this moment.

She swore to God...

This really wasn't her intention!

She was only acting out of resentment, thinking that she couldn't let Qu Peining leave so easily, or rather, she wanted to shatter the inexplicable aloofness that Jiang Mubai saw in her. That's why she pulled Qu Peining down.

She just wanted to open her eyes and see clearly how truly affectionate men and women interact, but she never expected that Zhou Wang would have a sudden inspiration and directly use Qu Peining as a substitute.

No, her description of Qu Peining doesn't seem quite right...

Judging from the fact that Zhou Wang only had eyes for the other person at this moment, Jiang Mubai was more like the substitute.

In short, Jiang Mubai watched helplessly as Qu Peining snatched away the opportunity she had painstakingly created to be alone with Zhou Wang.

Jiang Mubai couldn't lash out, but when he saw that the intimate scene between the two had finally come to an end, he hurriedly stood up, took out a wet wipe from his Hermes bag, and went to help.

But Zhou Wang refused her request, instead pointing to Qu Peining, who was still coughing painfully, and signaling Jiang Mubai to help her.

At this moment, Jiang Mubai felt a pang of sadness.

She felt like she was truly "Boiling Sheep," the fifty-third card in a deck of cards... a full-color clown.

Although many thoughts flashed through his mind, Jiang Mubai obediently agreed and quickly helped the still somewhat dazed Qu Peining to her feet before heading straight to the bathroom.

Jiang Mubai had already realized that this girl really didn't understand anything. If it were her, she wouldn't have let herself shed so many tears!
……

Ten minutes later, in the VIP lounge, Zhou Wang looked at Qu Peining, who was lying on the bed seemingly asleep, and asked Jiang Mubai beside him with some uncertainty:

Are you sure she's drunk?

It's no wonder Zhou Wang had this question, because he had previously felt that Qu Peining was relatively sober.

Or rather, even if someone like her drinks too much, she always keeps a tighter grip on her mind than the average person, and won't easily let herself collapse.

So when Zhou Wang was smoking in the lounge just now, he was still thinking about how to deal with the situation next.

He mainly didn't know what state Qu Peining would be in, nor was he sure what her mental state was at the time...

Unexpectedly, the person Jiang Mubai helped back was Qu Peining, who was already asleep.

This seemed to save trouble, but Zhou Wang couldn't help but have some doubts.

"It should be, because she threw up in the bathroom..."

At this point, Jiang Mubai gave Zhou Wang a strange look.

Zhou Wang was somewhat embarrassed, because Jiang Mubai's meaning was very clear: Qu Peining might not have vomited originally, but Zhou Wang was the one who started it.

Zhou Wang recalled that Qu Peining did indeed have some symptoms of gag reflex, and at some point in the end, she coughed...

So she might not have been that drunk originally, and she made herself vomit?
Upon learning that Qu Peining was genuinely drunk, Zhou Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, he figured he could stall for time. If Qu Peining really came to her senses, Zhou Wang would probably still feel a chill run down his spine.

All I can say is that this scoundrel who's entered saint mode is now filled with regret.

"Mr. Zhou, what do we do now?"

Jiang Mubai asked at this moment.

Zhou Wang tapped his fingers a few times, then glanced around. Although the lounge wasn't used much, it was fully equipped, and even had a ready-made bedroom...

Are you busy tonight?

Zhou Wang looked at Jiang Mubai.

"what?"

Jiang Mubai was overjoyed, and immediately said shyly, "I...I'm fine, I'll be off tomorrow too!"

"That's great, you can stay and take care of her."

"?"

Jiang Mubai was stunned for a moment, "This..."

"What's wrong? You're not happy?"

"No...why wouldn't they be happy?"

Jiang Mubai could only force a smile, "As long as it's your order, Mr. Zhou, I'm willing to do whatever it takes."

Zhou Wang was tired of hearing these words, so he patted her bottom to appease her. Then, Zhou Wang told Jiang Mubai to wait in the room, and he went out of the room and called the marketing manager.

At this point, Zhou Wang naturally revealed his hand. When the marketing manager learned that Zhou Wang was the largest shareholder behind his store, he was shocked but also instantly relieved.

He always said that rich people are all incredibly shrewd; there aren't that many people who would throw away hundreds of thousands just to show off and have a drink...

If it's one of their own shareholders, then that's perfectly normal.

Believe it or not, this is also part of the marketing strategy.

After revealing his identity, it became very easy for Zhou Wang to requisition the lounge.

When Xiao Bo later brought two female sales representatives to deliver toiletries and a new four-piece bedding set, his gaze towards Zhou Wang was filled with both reverence and eagerness.

Zhou Wang patted him on the shoulder. Although there was no specific gesture, it was enough to make Xiao Bo so excited that he couldn't sleep that night...

After everything was over, looking at Qu Peining sleeping peacefully on the silk bed, Zhou Wang felt that he had sobered up quite a bit.

He kissed Qu Peining's smooth forehead, and just as he was about to turn away, a soft body hugged him from behind.

"Mr. Zhou, they're not full yet, could they wait a bit before leaving..."

Even through his own clothes, Zhou Wang could clearly sense that Jiang Mubai, who was causing trouble again at this moment, seemed to have no clothes left.

Zhou Wang, with an upright expression, wanted to refuse, but Jiang Mubai then whispered "BB" in his ear in that hoarse voice...

Zhou Wang suddenly found it difficult to move.

(End of this chapter)