As for Miao Ying, she had her own professional principles... she didn’t drink alcohol.
If he were alone with any of them, Zhou Wang was confident he could get them to loosen up a little, but right now there were more than three, making it impossible.
Eventually, Zhou Wang gave up trying and just casually chatted with them, taking sips of whiskey every now and then. Under this atmosphere, the girls actually relaxed and became more talkative, leaving Zhou Wang both amused and helpless.
Sigh, Su Yajing was still the most fun...
At one moment, Zhou Wang was leaning back on the sofa lost in thought, when he suddenly heard Yun Lan’s excited shout,
"Wow, you guys, look, what is that?"
Everyone followed the voice to look out the window, and each person’s eyes were filled with amazement. Even the less romantic Zhou Wang was momentarily taken aback.
Because the scene in front of them was truly breathtaking!
It was as if the starry sky had fallen into Erhai...
"What is this?"
Shen Yutong couldn’t help but ask as she pulled out her phone to take photos.
The waiter standing nearby seemed prepared for the question, smiling with a hint of pride as he explained,
"This is a unique sight of White City Erhai. It begins in August each year and lasts until November. Due to the fishery ecological regulation in Erhai, every night the monitoring devices scattered across the waters light up, making it look from afar as if a celestial river has fallen to earth..."
Listening to the waiter’s explanation, the girls finally understood. Although most didn’t quite get what "fishery ecological regulation" meant, it didn’t stop them from getting lost in the beauty before them.
Seeing the girls had already run to the deck to help each other take pictures, Zhou Wang smiled, then leisurely took his whiskey and walked out of the cabin, going up to the second deck.
Without the glass blocking his view, the dreamlike scene became even more vivid. Zhou Wang sat down on a chair, feeling once again at ease.
Drifting between consciousness and a dreamlike state, Zhou Wang’s eyes slightly closed, until he heard light footsteps and a faint fragrance behind him.
Zhou Wang had no idea who had come, but it didn’t seem to matter. He heard the footsteps stop at his back and instinctively said, "You’re just in time, lend me your shoulder for a moment."
As he spoke, Zhou Wang leaned his head back.
The footsteps behind him paused momentarily, but soon continued forward, and as Zhou Wang felt her warmth, he contentedly leaned his entire back against it.
His head sank into the soft warmth of a human body—so much more comfortable than a cold chair—and Zhou Wang couldn’t help but sigh.
This must be Tongtong...
Neither Yun Rou nor Yun Lan could possibly envelop his ears in such warmth.
The body behind him initially stiffened but then relaxed again, neither party speaking. After a moment, Zhou Wang felt two slender fingers lightly massaging his temples.
Hmm...
With fine wine, beautiful scenery, and a lovely companion, Zhou Wang, now utterly content, felt perhaps the night wasn’t so dull after all.
"You seem pretty skilled at this..."
Zhou Wang remarked with a smile.
However, perhaps because there was no response, or maybe due to the difference in fragrance, Zhou Wang finally sensed something was off.
He slightly lifted his head and opened his eyes. Through the narrow, obstructed view, he saw a profile blushed with crimson. The person had turned their head to one side, seemingly trying to avoid something.
Her features were gentle, her appearance slightly similar yet carrying an extra layer of maturity and tenderness.
Zhou Wang was a bit surprised, but he couldn’t bear to leave this comforting warmth. Yet there was no need to pretend ignorance, so he softly said, "Sorry."
Shen Yurou hesitated for a moment, then quietly replied, "It’s alright, Mr. Zhou, I, I should be thanking you..."
"Thanking me for what?"
"For changing Yutong’s life... seeing her so happy now, I’m no longer as guilty..."
If Zhou Wang didn’t know what kind of family Shen Yutong came from, he might not have understood this sentence, but now, he vaguely comprehended Shen Yurou’s mindset.
Perhaps in her heart, she felt that by following her mother’s advice and marrying Liu Chao, she had caused Yutong so much trouble...
But did she know she was actually a victim herself?
"So, what about your own life?"
Zhou Wang closed his eyes again as he asked.
Shen Yurou’s expression dimmed, and after a long while, she softly said, "I’m actually okay, after all, at this age, I... I want nothing more."
"Is that really so?"
Zhou Wang chuckled softly, "Then what did I see the other day, did my eyes deceive me?"
Shen Yurou’s cheeks instantly flushed red. She certainly hadn’t anticipated that during their first proper conversation, Zhou Wang would bring up such an improper topic, completely catching her off guard.
She had come to the second deck almost impulsively, wanting to thank Zhou Wang for aiding her sister and also to gauge his stance regarding that matter.
As it turned out, Zhou Wang was even more "shameless" than she had imagined.
Flustered, Shen Yurou stammered, "You... don’t say such things..."
"What, you can do it, but I’m not allowed to speak of it?"
In all honesty, Zhou Wang hadn’t intended to steer the conversation in this manner.
But considering Shen Yurou was already twenty-seven or twenty-eight, married with children, she should be like a fierce young woman. Conversations like this should be effortless for her.
Yet right now, she behaved like an innocent young lamb, inexperienced in worldly matters. Seeing her like this, Zhou Wang couldn’t help but tease her.
"I..."
Speechless, Shen Yurou reacted just as Zhou Wang had anticipated, attempting to turn and leave. But Zhou Wang, having predicted this, promptly stood up, wrapping an arm around her waist.
Though not as slim as Miao Ying or as agile as Shen Yutong, her softness was delightful.
Zhou Wang even indulged himself with a quick assessment.
He originally expected to encounter resistance from Shen Yurou, thinking he might have to exert some effort, but to Zhou Wang’s surprise, just by holding her, with their bodies pressed together, Shen Yurou became immobile.
She even softened entirely, unable to stand on her own, leaning heavily against Zhou Wang as she gasped for breath.
Zhou Wang blinked, utterly amazed...
What the heck!
Could Shen Yurou be this sensitive?