"Let me help you."
Zhou Wang chuckled lightly, turned Qi Jiayi’s head, and kissed her from behind as she was unable to resist.
Qi Jiayi was still sobbing, yet her tone changed inadvertently.
"Still angry? Still want to leave?"
When he felt it was about enough, Zhou Wang asked indulgently.
"..."
Qi Jiayi’s gold-rimmed glasses were askew, and she ignored him, closing her eyes and tremblingly supporting herself against the glass with both hands.
Zhou Wang sneered, no longer holding back.
"No, not here!"
Seeing Zhou Wang about to pull at her stockings, Qi Jiayi finally panicked.
"Still want to leave? Speak!"
"No, not leaving... also not angry anymore."
Qi Jiayi’s face flushed red, finally stammering out her words.
...
After a few more minutes passed, as Zhou Wang gradually helped Qi Jiayi up, she was completely out of temper, only able to protest softly.
"You’re really annoying!"
Hearing her Taiwanese accent come through, Zhou Wang knew the little storm had finally passed, her reason seemingly returned.
"You fix yourself up, I’ll go out and briefly explain to Senior Sister Zhong."
Zhou Wang said a word, waited for Qi Jiayi to stand steadily on her own, then let go of her and went to pull the balcony door.
But before heading out, he turned back to Qi Jiayi and winked, "See, I told you, my method of treatment works, right?"
Qi Jiayi was initially stunned; it wasn’t until Zhou Wang pushed the door open and left that she realized what he was talking about.
Her face again flushed red, Qi Jiayi couldn’t help but sputter, but then felt a bit dazed... It clearly seemed Zhou Wang was just talking nonsense, merely taking advantage of her, yet somehow, it seemed kind of effective?
Though there were factors like tension and excitement mixed in, she could not deny, she indeed lost completely.
Normally indifferent to such matters, but at that moment, reflecting under the sunset glow and city lights, she felt for the first time a vague yearning.
The sensation was novel and wondrous, if it weren’t all so wrong, Qi Jiayi wouldn’t even know if she could resist Zhou Wang’s advances to lift her skirt.
Shaking her head, dismissing such fanciful thoughts, Qi Jiayi hurriedly rummaged through her bag that fell to the floor, fetching wet wipes to tidy up her appearance.
...
Hearing footsteps behind her, Zhong Huilan turned around to see Zhou Wang, her face not as angry as before, though still not quite pleased.
The main reason being Xu Wenqian not knowing the details; she merely explained to Zhong Huilan repeatedly, based on her understanding of Zhou Wang, that he wasn’t someone who only relied on carnal desires.
Actually, Zhong Huilan wasn’t foolish; upon reflection, she could still discern some vague discrepancies, which was also why Xu Wenqian managed to persuade her.
Zhou Wang didn’t bother with further preambles; after glaring at the guilty-looking assistant, he sat down beside her and directly said:
"Senior Sister Zhong, actually inviting you today is to discuss something very important, something that doesn’t concern me but is entirely about yourself."
"... What do you mean?"
Zhong Huilan frowned.
"Do you remember, you once had an elder sister who got separated from you in the welfare home in Taiwan?"
"Sister..."
Listening to Zhou Wang’s gentle words, Zhong Huilan paused before her mind began to surge with some vague images.
She was only four or five years old then, many things had blurred, yet some scattered fragments remained deeply rooted in her memory.
"Xiao Lan, the director says this family’s conditions are very good, you don’t even need to go abroad, just stay over on the mainland; sister is giving this opportunity to you, but you mustn’t change your name, okay? This way, sister can find you in the future..."
In the garden, the little girl tried to appear earnest and stern, holding her hand and urging.
"Mm-hmm, sister, I’ll still be called Huilan in the future."
"I’ll also still be called Jiayi, never forget sister..."
As these scenes flashed back, Zhong Huilan, feeling dazed, realized Zhou Wang had already shifted his gaze to behind her.
Sensing something, Zhong Huilan’s body trembled; she slowly turned her head to see Qi Jiayi, eyes red, looking at her from the balcony.
One sitting, one standing, for a moment speechless before each other.
"Senior Sister Zhong, Jiayi, you two sisters have finally reunited... Congratulations."
Zhou Wang smiled and spoke gently.