Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 642 Strawberry
"call……"

A sigh with a hint of languor echoed in the living room.

Kim Jisoo opened her eyes, slightly tired, but was immediately irritated by the chandelier hanging above her, so she quickly squinted back into her eyes.

After a few seconds of drifting consciousness, Kim Jisoo finally remembered what had happened.

She was completely manipulated by Zhou Wang's feigned indifference, losing her composure right at her own doorstep. By the time she realized this was no safe zone, it was too late...

But it was she herself who told Zhou Wang that she lived alone in the apartment, which meant that Zhou Wang had no more reservations.

The result can be imagined.

Along the path from the hallway to the living room, the two women's outer and inner garments, along with Kim Ji-soo's black stockings and high heels, were scattered all over the floor.

When Jin Zhixiu was carried to the sofa by Zhou Wang, her two cats poked their heads out of the bedroom door, tilting their heads and looking at their mistress with puzzled eyes, making soft meows, but they were too afraid to come closer.

They have long been cruelly neutered and have no concept of "heat," so in the cat's eyes, its female owner must have lost a fight and is being bullied on the sofa.

Upon noticing her cat, Kim Jisoo finally regained a sliver of rationality. She quickly brought her legs together, attempting a final struggle.

"Don't."

But she didn't know that with her face flushed, she was not intimidating at all, even with a cold expression. Instead, she seemed like a fairy who had been brought down to earth, which only amplified the possessiveness in the man's heart.

"too fast."

Seeing that Zhou Wang was still holding her tightly and had no intention of letting go, Kim Ji-soo could only protest in a weak voice.

By now, she could no longer shamelessly deny that she had no good feelings towards Zhou Wang...

Even Kim Jisoo never expected that she would fall for him so easily.

It's highly unlikely that any man would ever use such a simple and brutal method to break down her defenses.

However, the traditional education she received from childhood still made it impossible for Kim Ji-soo to accept this development. Even including the time in Macau, she and Zhou Wang may have only met four or five times in total, but it seems that they have gone through a process that would take an ordinary couple at least half a year to complete.

She has always considered herself to be a slow-to-warm-up type of person.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be almost thirty years old now and have only had two relationships.

"I won't be staying in South Korea for much longer."

Zhou Wang paused for a moment, leaning down to gaze at her delicate face. "And I don't want to give you any chance to back out."

But I didn't agree to that!

Kim Ji-soo muttered to herself, but under Zhou Wang's intense gaze, she still turned her head away.

She understood what Zhou Wang meant: everyone was busy, so there was no need to waste time going through the formalities.

She couldn't argue.

After all, her shameful appearance with Zhou Wang pinching her waist at this moment was simply unconvincing.

"At least, at least go to your room... or turn off the lights."

Kim Jisoo's heart pounded wildly, and with a hint of weakness, she whispered those words.

Before she could even regret her lack of resolve, Zhou Wang's kisses rained down on her again.

Clearly, Zhou Wang rejected even her attempt to save face by suggesting they "go somewhere else."

This man was domineering to begin with, and when she relented, it was already destined that she would be completely taken advantage of.

What happened after that seemed somewhat distant and vague to Kim Jisoo, who hadn't had intimate contact with a man in a long time.

She didn't remember how much time had passed. Perhaps the intense emotions of extreme joy and sorrow caused her to quickly fall into a deep sleep. When she woke up again, it was now.

After her eyes adjusted to the living room light, Kim Jisoo, her hair disheveled and plastered to her temples, quietly looked up at Zhou Wang, carefully examining every detail of his features, and then cautiously reached out to touch Zhou Wang's solid body.

"It's not just a pretty face."

"I don't know what I was thinking about," Kim Jisoo muttered, her cheeks flushed.

Without a doubt, just as men can judge a woman's appearance and figure at the same time, and even "not look at her face" in some situations, a man with an excellent physique is also a powerful advantage that is hard for women to ignore.

Especially for a mature woman like Kim Ji-soo, this advantage might be more important than her looks in some ways.

In South Korea, due to the prevailing culture, the proportion of men who work out is very high. However, in Kim Ji-soo's impression, the fitness they pursue is just a kind of physical beauty, which is actually a bit of a show. But Zhou Wang is different. He doesn't have such exaggerated muscle lines, but he seems to have inexhaustible strength.

This made Kim Jisoo, who had been trying to maintain a composed demeanor, completely lose control of her expression. She knew that Zhou Wang had definitely seen her raised eyebrows just now...

Looking back now, it's incredibly embarrassing.

After leaning against Zhou Wang for a while, Kim Ji-soo glanced at the clock on the coffee table. It was already past four in the morning. She sighed, then quietly broke free from Zhou Wang's embrace and sat up.

Without even looking in a mirror, just a fleeting glance, Kim Jisoo knew that her fair neck, collarbone, and other areas were covered with red, strawberry-like marks.

"Oh no, I can't wear low-cut tops again today..."

Kim Ji-soo frowned in distress. The marks on her neck from yesterday hadn't faded yet, and now she had a new injury. She was completely unable to show her face in public.

Fortunately, it's already winter, so wearing a turtleneck coat won't feel too out of place.

She then pulled away Zhou Wang's thighs that were pressing against her slender waist. Before getting up, Kim Jisoo hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist. She brushed her hair aside and then lowered her head to quickly peck Zhou Wang's lips.

Even though they had already done more intimate things, this small gesture still made Kim Jisoo blush again.

After the kiss, just as she was about to get up and leave, she felt a large hand wrap around her waist again. Uncontrollably, Kim Ji-soo lowered her head and kissed Zhou Wang again.

"Zizi~"

When Kim Ji-soo finally managed to break free, panting heavily, she had lost all her strength again and could only lie helplessly on Zhou Wang's chest.

"You think you can just run away after kissing me? You can't expect that."

Zhou Wang, who had opened his eyes long ago, chuckled and said.

Kim Ji-soo punched Zhou Wang, but her arm was weak and powerless, and Zhou Wang felt no pain.

"No, stop fooling around... I really have to go."

Seeing Zhou Wang starting to make his move again, Kim Ji-soo turned pale and quickly reached out to stop him. "Where are you going?"

Zhou Wang then realized that Kim Jisoo really wanted to leave, and raised an eyebrow.

"I have a schedule at six in the morning, then I have to go to the company to record a song, and in the afternoon I have to shoot an advertisement for Dior's new products..."

Kim Ji-soo buried her face in Zhou Wang's neck and said in a muffled voice.

She wasn't complaining; she was just sharing her daily life.

Having the chance to have dinner with Zhou Wang like last night is one of the few times she has free time on weekdays. As a member of a popular international girl group, she is much busier than the average celebrity.

With a fan base like hers, "time is money" truly applies. The company won't let her go, and having already established her own studio, she won't miss any opportunity to make money.

After all, this was a glorious career earned through countless hours of hard work, and it served as a cautionary tale for many predecessors...

You never know how long you'll stay popular, so building up your confidence before your popularity fades is never a wrong choice.

Even actresses of Kim Ji-soo's caliber face anxieties related to both age and career.

Zhou Wang hesitated for a moment, then picked up his phone and started fiddling with it.

Seeing that Zhou Wang didn't speak, Kim Ji-soo knew it wasn't his fault, but she still couldn't help feeling a little resentful and gently pinched Zhou Wang's waist.

"Alright, you don't need to go this morning."

At this moment, Zhou Wang put down his phone. "I've spoken to President Jin. Your morning schedule has been canceled. Just come to the company around noon."

Kim Jisoo remained silent for a while, but did not show any signs of happiness.

As the chairman of YG Entertainment, Zhou Wang naturally has the authority to arrange her schedule.

However, Zhou Wang only helped her cancel her morning schedule, but her noon and afternoon schedules continued, which inevitably made Kim Ji-soo speculate about Zhou Wang's intentions.

And it doesn't seem too hard to guess.

Zhou Wang wants to keep her here now simply to continue being intimate with her, because she has already felt his urgency through this man's awakened body.

As for the schedule for noon and afternoon... well, he's satisfied. As a money-making tool for YG Entertainment, he should continue to fulfill his obligations.

Thinking of this, Kim Ji-soo felt a pang of sadness.

If Zhou Wang hadn't woken up, she wouldn't have thought there was a problem. That was her schedule for the day. But Zhou Wang not only woke up, but also personally interfered with her schedule, all just to satisfy his own selfish desires.

Is this what he keeps saying is "like"?
Feeling wronged and resentful instantly filled Kim Ji-soo's heart, and a tidal wave of sadness almost overwhelmed her.

But she tried her best to hold back, keeping her head down so that Zhou Wang wouldn't see her on the verge of tears.

The scoundrel seemed completely oblivious, and just as Kim Jisoo had predicted, he began to linger close to her, refusing to let her leave.

Kim Ji-soo naturally refused to give in to Joo Wong any longer and tried to break free from his embrace, so the two began a tug-of-war.

This time, Kim Ji-soo was exceptionally stubborn and refused to give in easily, but Zhou Wang was clearly not one to back down either. The two had a heated argument without words, and the sofa and coffee table kept shifting with creaking sounds.

During the resistance, Kim Ji-soo tried to voice her protests, but Zhou Wang silenced her. She could only desperately pinch Zhou Wang's shoulders and back, leaving bruises on them.

……

It's approaching noon.

The Mercedes-Benz van slowly pulled into a designated parking space in the underground parking lot of YG Entertainment. The door opened, and Kim Jisoo, wearing a turtleneck coat and sunglasses, crawled out of the car like a thief. After looking around and not seeing any familiar faces, she breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when getting off the car, Kim Jisoo's legs suddenly went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

She gritted her teeth and held onto the car door for a while before the weariness on her face eased.

She couldn't describe her feelings, but she deeply regretted her lack of resolve that morning; she should have decisively rejected Zhou Wang...

No, she shouldn't have given Zhou Wang the opportunity to sneak in last night when she was at the door.

That man was inhuman. Not only did he not cherish her, but he also didn't give her any chance to get out of bed from midnight to morning.

Kim Jisoo felt she had only dozed off for half an hour before she had to get up quickly, take a shower with great willpower, and then rush to the company.

As she entered the elevator, Kim Jisoo took off her sunglasses. Looking at her slightly haggard face, she couldn't help but purse her lips, feeling somewhat sorry for herself.

"Jisoo, you're always so weak. Even if you actually date him, you'll still be bullied to death by him..."

Although she was indignant, Kim Jisoo knew that this was just her personality, and perhaps that man had taken this into account, which was why he dared to be so unscrupulous.

With a soft sigh, Kim Jisoo stopped thinking about her relationship with Zhou Wang and quickly composed herself before the elevator arrived.

Soon, the elevator stopped on the 9th floor, which was home to YG Entertainment's recording studios and one of the places she was most familiar with.

She arrived at her private recording studio with ease, only to be told by the staff on duty that her recording for the day had been canceled. Just as Kim Jisoo was puzzled, she received a call from her assistant.

"Jisoo unnie, have you arrived at the company? President Kim has been waiting for you in his office for a long time..."

On the other end of the phone, the assistant asked in a low voice, her voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

President Kim? Wait for me?

Kim Jisoo was stunned for a moment. It was just a recording, so obviously President Kim didn't need to get involved in it personally.

Kim Ji-soo was just a little slow-witted, but not really stupid. She suddenly realized that she might have misunderstood Zhou Wang's words.

But why did Zhou Wang make President Jin wait for him?

Filled with doubt and confusion, yet inexplicably filled with anticipation, Kim Jisoo soon took the elevator to the top floor of YG Entertainment.

Upon entering President Kim's office, she discovered that in addition to her assistant and President Kim, another vice president of the company, Mr. Lee, was also present.

Vice President Lee is in charge of the artist department and is the most powerful vice president in the company, but apart from when he terminated her individual contract last year, Kim Jisoo hasn't had any contact with him for a long time.

Kim Ji-soo's gaze shifted to the desk between the two company presidents, where she saw several thick contracts. Beside her, her assistant seemed to have already learned something, her expression revealing a hint of excitement.

As Kim Jisoo stared at those mysterious contracts, she felt her heart begin to pound uncontrollably.

Just like last night on the sofa, when Zhou Wang forced her into a split to test her dancing skills...

(End of this chapter)