Chapter 1772 - 727: Black Gold_2

Chapter 1772: Chapter 727: Black Gold_2

"You’re... you want me to surveil Mr. Jiang? I, I’m not sure if I can do that..."

"I said, it’s not that kind of surveillance, just keep an eye out for any unusual signs of hers for me, of course, it’s up to your willingness, I won’t force you, if you find it difficult, just pretend I never said it."

"I..."

Xu Lingyue’s mind suddenly raced with many words, fragments of workplace dramas and palace intrigue novels she had seen before, leaving her mind in chaos, but after a brief hesitation, she still agreed.

"Alright, boss, I got it, I’ll do my best... Well, is there a need for any contact code or something?"

"What a mess, it’s not that complicated, anyway, just keep an eye on Sister Qingkui’s situation during work, if anything unusual comes up, just contact me promptly, okay, that’s it, I’ll hang up now."

After Zhou Wang hung up the call, Xu Lingyue was still savoring the matter. Those beautiful fantasies that arose earlier suddenly shattered without her knowing why, she only nervously patted her chest.

"Sure enough, I knew a man as powerful and wealthy as Zhou Wang couldn’t possibly be without any scheming... Xu Lingyue, don’t be foolish enough to dive headfirst, otherwise, wouldn’t you be played within his palm?"

At that moment, Xu Lingyue suddenly became much clearer, and she no longer yearned for becoming part of Zhou Wang’s "harem".

...

Meanwhile, still at Beidou No.1 Courtyard, Zhou Wang opened his phone and started replying to the missed messages.

"Hey, Peining, it’s me... Yeah, overslept due to some thing, no worries, just book a ticket for tomorrow morning again... Yeah, tomorrow morning, I’m sure, you take another day to rest at home, we’ll meet directly at the airport tomorrow."

"Haozi, I... Yeah, got delayed here in Beidou for a day, you know, with deals worth billions, I have to spend more time... Alright, as long as you understand, has there been anything unexpected in the shop these past two days?"

"Mom, it’s me... New Year? Still more than a month away, we’ll talk about it at that time, if I can’t come back, I’ll bring you all over to celebrate, oh, and grandma too..."

"Qianqian... what, Wang Shang’s birthday? Which specific day, I definitely have to be there personally..."

...

After spending over half an hour going through the unread messages on his phone, during which Zhou Wang drank two large glasses of iced water, his mind finally cleared completely.

His fingers unconsciously brushed past the corner of the bedside table, and they suddenly felt something, Zhou Wang curiously pinched it with two fingers and lifted the string of items.

"Durex Black Gold 001 Three-in-One Senseless..."

Seeing the label, Zhou Wang couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

What the heck?

Why would such a string of items be hidden here at the bedside?

After a moment’s recollection, Zhou Wang remembered this was probably from the night before last, when he finally pushed Jiang Qingkui onto the bed and took it casually from the bedside cabinet.

But why wasn’t it used?

Zhou Wang was a bit puzzled.

Since so many scenes had occurred between him and Jiang Qingkui these past two days and nights, his memory was already blurry on some details.

He really couldn’t recall why these items weren’t used.

Including last night, he seemed to have completely lost himself in Jiang Qingkui’s endless provocations, as she also seemed unconcerned, and Zhou Wang had become accustomed to the pleasure of merging with Jiang Qingkui without barriers, he just forgot about this.

Should be... okay, right?

Even though Jiang Qingkui lacked practical experience, she was theoretically quite knowledgeable, being mature and calm as she was, surely she would handle it herself.

Thinking this way, Zhou Wang felt relieved.

And then, it reminded him of another incident.

Late last night, after a series of intimate encounters, Jiang Qingkui not only came out on top, but also was completely lifted.

Zhou Wang thought at the time, it should have ended now, right?

The bed in the master bedroom had already been changed once, and it wasn’t completely unsleepable yet, Zhou Wang genuinely felt that he was exhausted dry.

Sister Qingkui should start behaving now, right?

But Jiang Qingkui once again entwined Zhou Wang with her slender arms, nibbling his ear, calling his name, and spoke those three words that make every man love and fear:

"I want more."

"Sister Qingkui, I don’t mind personally, you know what kind of physical strength I have, but I feel you can’t go on, uh, this is for your health’s consideration, so stop fooling around, let’s sleep."

Inside, Zhou Wang was trembling, pondering what kind of demon was sealed within Jiang Qingkui’s soul, thinking it might be pink...

He couldn’t have imagined that the most cold and proud Jiang Qingkui, once the shackles were broken, turned out to be the most clingy one.

Of course, on the surface, Zhou Wang remained calm and seemed to speak in a tone considering Jiang Qingkui’s wellbeing.

However, Jiang Qingkui seemed to have anticipated it, not only was she unmoved, but she murmured with a chuckle by Zhou Wang’s ear: "But as far as I know, there’s another way."

"You’re crazy?"

Zhou Wang was taken greatly aback, he couldn’t have imagined such "unorthodox" suggestion would be initiated by Jiang Qingkui herself.

"What’s wrong, is it strange?"

Jiang Qingkui only poked his chest and laughed, "I used to often hear some foreign classmates talking about these things, hearing it so many times, I thought it was quite normal."

"What foreign classmates, are you sure they were serious students?"

"Of course, they were my school friends or rather close friends when I studied at Harvard, but after I returned home, we kept in touch less."

"...You scholastics certainly play wild."

Zhou Wang suppressed himself for a long time, finally saying this.

However, since Jiang Qingkui stayed abroad for several years, maybe in those cultures, it wasn’t exaggerated, even ordinary in film and television as a category Zhou Wang barely understood.

Yet Zhou Wang still felt a bit faint-hearted, not that he didn’t want to, he genuinely didn’t have the prowess.

Two days, altogether less than ten times but at least eight, he wasn’t Superman after all.

Resultingly, Jiang Qingkui raised her eyebrows, adopting that typical provocative expression of hers, like a queen, both towering above and leaning down, her crimson strip swiping across Zhou Wang’s chest.

"So... you can’t?"

"I can’t? What a joke!"

Infuriated, Zhou Wang turned over and directly carried Jiang Qingkui into the bathroom.

But after a rinse and preparation, Zhou Wang had to show vulnerability, cleared his throat, with a bit of embarrassment said, "Qingkui Sister, um, I might need your help."

Jiang Qingkui then laughed lightly, but didn’t refuse, she simply tied her hair up.

Uh... that’s when things truly spiraled out of control, lasting til the morning.

"Damn, can’t think about it anymore, can’t think anymore..."

At this moment, recalling the unspeakable scenes, along with Jiang Qingkui’s delicate brows knit under the pale moonlight, burying her face, gripping the bedsheets tightly, Zhou Wang’s body began to throb painfully, he quickly halted the recollection in his mind, clutching his lower back.

After steadying himself, Zhou Wang grabbed his phone and sent Jiang Qingkui a message:

"Sister Qingkui, I love the New Year gift, besides... love you."

Zhou Wang hesitated for a few seconds before adding the last two words... well, given Jiang Qingkui’s character, she probably wouldn’t lower herself to take screenshots and flaunt them at other women, right?