Capítulo 991: Chapter 370: The Broken Roulette
When Qiu Zeyu and the others heard that Zhou Wang had an urgent matter, they naturally did not stop him. Zhou Wang smoothly exited the private room and went downstairs, where he spotted Ji Xiaoxi standing alone by the fountain from afar.
The orange, shifting lights shone through the water, illuminating her jade-like, fair cheeks. The night breeze lifted the hem of her dress, revealing her shapely thighs in the silhouette against the light; even a pure young girl took on a touch of seductive allure.
Ji Xiaoxi gazed up at the night sky until she heard the click of a camera, then turned to face Zhou Wang.
As they locked eyes, Zhou Wang noticed that Ji Xiaoxi’s gaze was unusually calm, lacking the anger, sadness, or helplessness he had imagined.
Could he have guessed wrong and she hadn’t discovered anything?
But if that were the case, why did she suddenly call saying she wanted to sleep with him…
Zhou Wang initially thought it was nonsense after some emotional turmoil, but upon seeing Ji Xiaoxi now, he realized things might not be as he thought.
As Zhou Wang was puzzled, Ji Xiaoxi suddenly smiled brightly and reached out her hand to Zhou Wang.
“Let’s go.”
“Where to?”
Zhou Wang held her hand, and Ji Xiaoxi interlocked her fingers with his, gazing into his eyes as he asked.
“Anywhere. Are you telling me a billionaire can’t find a place to sleep?”
Ji Xiaoxi’s playful tone only intensified the strange feeling in Zhou Wang’s heart, prompting him to ask, “Are you sure you’re okay, or else…”
“Shh!”
Ji Xiaoxi put her slender finger to Zhou Wang’s lips, then tiptoed up to whisper in his ear, “If you want me, don’t say anything… just take me away.”
The scent of a young girl reached Zhou Wang’s nostrils, and feeling the touch of Ji Xiaoxi’s lips, his breath grew heavier, and all the questions in his mind were instantly cast aside.
His hand suddenly exerted force, wrapping around Ji Xiaoxi’s slim waist and pulling her tightly into his embrace.
Ji Xiaoxi let out a surprised cry but showed no sign of struggle; instead, she gently wrapped her arms around Zhou Wang’s neck.
Zhou Wang restrained the impulse to act immediately, pulling out his phone to make a quick call.
…
Vroom!
The Mercedes-Maybach GLS600 raced down Bixiao Road in Beidou like a black phantom, overtaking cars one by one toward its destination.
Zhou Wang hadn’t said much, but Miao Ying seemed to sense his urgency, pushing her driving skills to the limit, nearly speeding.
“My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why I, Got out of bed at all, The morning rain clouds up my window, And I can’t see at all…”
Eminem’s “Stan” echoed inside the car, and Ji Xiaoxi leaned in close to Zhou Wang’s ear, softly humming along.
She sat in Zhou Wang’s lap, looking up along his jawline, occasionally reaching out to play with his stubble. Whenever Zhou Wang lowered his head, she shyly averted her gaze.
“What, finally notice my good looks?”
Though Zhou Wang’s head was spinning from the alcohol, he felt a peculiar clarity in his intoxication, especially with the warmth in his arms anchoring him.
Hearing Zhou Wang’s tease, Ji Xiaoxi shook her head slightly, “I noticed a long time ago, or why else would I have been willing to drink with you the first time we met?”
Zhou Wang was momentarily stunned, then laughed, “So, when I held you that time, you weren’t actually mad?”
“No.”
Ji Xiaoxi thought for a moment and said, “With Chen He… I rarely had close interactions, so mostly I was just at a loss for what to do.”
When Ji Xiaoxi mentioned “Chen He,” her voice noticeably paused, but she quickly regained her composure.
“And how did it feel when I kissed you?”
Zhou Wang pressed further.
He hadn’t expected Ji Xiaoxi to answer, but she softly said, “Hateful… but also liked it.”
Zhou Wang glanced over, “You really didn’t drink?”
“Not a drop… I’m more clear-headed than ever.”
“Then, how about at the Wuyou Night After Party, how did you feel?”
Seeing Ji Xiaoxi so cooperative, Zhou Wang’s questions grew bolder.
This time, Ji Xiaoxi fell silent for a moment, then with her lips brushing Zhou Wang’s ear, she softly said:
“I’ll tell you later…”
Damn!
Zhou Wang couldn’t hold back any longer and urged Miao Ying to go faster, and she complied, no longer worrying about getting a ticket, the roar of the accelerator grew more aggressive.
Taking the East Third Ring, and then turning onto Xinyuan South Road, in just five or six minutes, the Mercedes-Maybach arrived at its destination, where the speed finally slackened.
This was the Beidou Bulgari Hotel, located on the banks of Liangma River… also the nearest ultra-luxury international five-star hotel to Heavenly Palace KTV.
Opposite stood Jingcheng Building, home to Jingwang Club.
In the night, the opulent “BVLGARI” sign sparkled at the creatively designed top of the hotel, but Zhou Wang had no mind to admire the 2 billion dollar masterpiece. As soon as the car stopped, he quickly got out with Ji Xiaoxi.
The hotel butler came forward with the concierge, but before he could speak, Zhou Wang said ahead of him:
“Lead the way!”
The hotel room had been booked in advance by Lin Ran, because Zhou Wang had insisted on “the best,” so encountering a butler waiting for the suite was no surprise.