Chapter 1764 - 723: Qingkui_2

Chapter 1764: Chapter 723: Qingkui_2

At that time, Zhou Wang was far away in Europe.

To this day, Jiang Qingkui still hasn’t figured out how Zhou Wang knew about this... She will never understand the magic of the "Advanced Resume," but no matter what, this event is etched into Jiang Qingkui’s memory.

For instance, on every holiday, or on days that Jiang Qingkui doesn’t even remember, Zhou Wang would always ostentatiously send someone to deliver various gifts, sometimes even calling her parents himself to ask after their well-being...

He knew the title of "Secretary" brought her trouble, and he used his own methods, bit by bit to help her, or to help her family, regain the "face" that had been lost.

During the time the Wangzhou Group was established, many media outlets in Yunan Province reported on this event simultaneously, and in the newspaper, the name that appeared the most was not Zhou Wang, but "Jiang Qingkui."

She also remembers every joke Zhou Wang made during phone chats, every photo she sent him, every "dirty joke" and "inappropriate photo" between them...

Until this very moment today, Jiang Qingkui always thought Zhou Wang held a special place in her heart, simply because he was the only man she’d had intimate contact with.

In those scenarios, she wasn’t actually willing, but felt unable to refuse.

It was only now that Jiang Qingkui realized that behind all the "reluctance," seeds of "willingness" had long been planted.

This man... had unknowingly corroded her heart.

And his place in her heart was unique.

So to return to that question... Does she like Zhou Wang?

"Of course."

"No, perhaps it is not just liking him, it’s more than liking..."

Jiang Qingkui finally let out a relieved smile and then gave Zhou Wang a sidelong glance.

While Zhou Wang was feeling a bit bewildered, Jiang Qingkui lifted her smooth, shiny honey-glazed legs and crossed them around Zhou Wang’s waist.

Before Zhou Wang could react, he suddenly felt a firm push at his back.

And then...

Poof!

"Qingkui..."

Zhou Wang was stunned.

He couldn’t quite describe his feelings in that moment, only blankly gazing down at Jiang Qingkui lying beneath him.

Her brows furrowed in a way that was breathtakingly beautiful but bone-chillingly cold, with her amber eyes wantonly meeting his, harboring emotions deeper than the sea.

"Zhou Wang, are you feeling smug right now?"

Jiang Qingkui asked softly, the corners of her full lips painted in bean-red gently curved into a smile.

Zhou Wang did not answer; instead, he responded to her with an aggressive motion belonging to a man.

...

Outside the window, grand electronic fireworks continued to sparkle in the night sky, within the room, vibrant red roses bloomed in the deep shade.

That fleeting bloom had waited for twenty-eight springs.

...

Long after.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Wang let out a subconscious murmur, then slowly opened his eyes.

Thick curtains blocked out all light attempting to enter the room, leaving it pitch black; Zhou Wang’s mind still retained a lingering sense of daze.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning.

He couldn’t recall when exactly he fell asleep, nor was he sure if he was truly awake at that moment.

But the warm softness in his embrace seemed to remind him of something, and as Zhou Wang’s thoughts gradually returned to clarity, fragmented memories began to flash in his mind.

That was Jiang Qingkui biting her lip, furrowing her brow, asking him to be gentle.

That was Jiang Qingkui raising her brows, her gaze provocative, asking if he hadn’t had enough to eat.

That was Jiang Qingkui manipulated ruthlessly into a "Z" shape.

That was Jiang Qingkui flipping him over with a reverse hand, insisting on treating him like a big toy.

And Jiang Qingkui with her hair tied up, cursing in a soft voice, pressed into the bathtub, sitting down forcefully to make him drink water...

This was a night that upended Zhou Wang’s understanding.

But also a night where he got what he wished for.

That memory of the academic superstar sister who always held a few books and hurried downstairs with a high ponytail, in this night, fell into the real yellow light, becoming the lively woman he truly felt.

Zhou Wang, trying not to disturb Jiang Qingkui in his arms, reached out to fumble for his phone that was tossed aside, then took a glance.

"January 1st 18:23"

That was the time displayed on the phone’s screensaver.

"?"

Zhou Wang’s first reaction was disbelief, the second was... he seemed to have missed his flight.

According to the plan, Zhou Wang was supposed to go back to Qin Island this afternoon, and he had booked the flight for the early afternoon, but the time displayed on the phone now implied he wasted an economy class ticket.

But... this does not make sense!

Zhou Wang was a bit dumbfounded.

Last night, while having dinner, they welcomed the New Year countdown, which means it was about one o’clock after eating, then he started to "play games" with Jiang Qingkui, and everything began from that moment...

Based on what Zhou Wang knows about himself, no matter how tired or exhausted he might be, he wouldn’t sleep for more than nine hours, typically seven or eight hours is enough.

It’s now six in the evening the next day, meaning assuming Zhou Wang slept for nine hours, that would be closing his eyes until nine in the morning today.

To do the math, in between... was eight hours.

Eight hours?!

Me and Jiang Qingkui... for a whole eight hours?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Zhou Wang was shocked with the thought, but when he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he felt... perhaps it wasn’t impossible.

Because there were simply too many scenes in those memories.

Master bedroom’s big bed, the master bedroom’s floor-to-ceiling window, the low sofa next to the closet, the large bathtub in the bathroom, the computer desk in the study room, the dining table downstairs...

Wait, the dining table downstairs?

Zhou Wang was confused for a second, then remembered when he was exhausted from exerting physical ability multiple times, he wanted to go downstairs for something to eat, but somehow ended up eating Jiang Qingkui.

Oh right, at that time ravenous Zhou Wang was a bit thirsty, asked Jiang Qingkui to pour him some water, then clueless Jiang Qingkui picked up the remaining half bottle of red wine, poured it all over herself, and looked at him with a teasing eye:

"Hurry and drink, weren’t you thirsty for water?"

Zhou Wang couldn’t stand this!

Thus the situation spiraled out of control once more.

Reflecting back now, Zhou Wang felt utterly horrified... Jiang Qingkui was definitely the first woman he’s encountered that made him feel somewhat difficult to handle in this area.

This was in stark contrast to the proud woman who, in his memory, would bite her lip and curse him "despicable" while having to endure patiently.

The most crucial point was, Zhou Wang didn’t think Jiang Qingkui would lie to him, he really did see... that rose.

So Jiang Qingkui was genuinely experiencing her first.

The overwhelming pressure that nearly choked Zhou Wang also undoubtedly confirmed this fact.

But her ability to adapt was clearly beyond Zhou Wang’s expectations.

Recalling last night’s frenzy now, Zhou Wang did not know whether to be pleased or worried.

The key is... his system tools were all in a "banned" state, such as the [Blindfold] and other important tools couldn’t be used at all, and last night he managed to persevere solely relying on strong physical ability, barely going beyond Zhou Wang’s limit.

"Terrifying, truly terrifying."

Zhou Wang felt quite fearful.

While Zhou Wang was exploring last night’s memory with a complex feeling, he suddenly felt Jiang Qingkui in his arms move.

Then she let out a soft whimper and opened her hazy eyes, slightly lifting her head amidst her tangled hair, and their eyes met with the faint light from the phone.

Jiang Qingkui was awake.

She blinked once, then blinked again.

Her amber eyes gradually became clear, then... her face turned red.