The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Without a doubt, Jeon So-mi is the "Strong Leg King" at this rank.

(Somi’s body proportion diagram)

Because her body is constantly in motion, a delicate sweat has already covered Jeon So-mi’s skin, but this only adds a unique beauty to her long, straight legs, creating an indescribable allure under the spotlight.

Zhou Wang... can’t get enough.

"So... would you like to date a person like me?"

Jeon So-mi bit her lip and asked next.

What? Just dance, we barely know each other, how did it get to discussing dating?

Woman, you’re being a bit greedy.

Zhou Wang thought sarcastically to himself.

Up to now, the woman who had the most clear boundaries in an initial meeting was Jiang Mubai.

She only ever put forth small requests, never attempting to actively establish a long-term relationship with Zhou Wang.

And perhaps Jeon So-mi saw Zhou Wang being "head over heels" at the moment and decided to upgrade her greed, moving from wanting a "contract upgrade" to wanting a "relationship upgrade."

"Don’t talk, concentrate on dancing."

Zhou Wang reached out and tapped her.

Jeon So-mi, without forgetting her character, first bit her teeth to show an embarrassed expression, then sat twice on Zhou Wang decisively, turned away, expressing her dissatisfaction in a half-real scene.

Though just probing through the intimate moment, clearly, Zhou Wang wasn’t interested in developing something long-term with her, leaving Jeon So-mi a bit frustrated.

Just seeing Zhou Wang’s entranced eyes, she thought perhaps he had already succumbed to her charm.

But her conditions are no worse, even in Korea’s entertainment circle teeming with beauties, except for a few exceptional ones, Jeon So-mi confidently ranks well.

She doesn’t know where things went wrong; while pondering this, her dance slowed unconsciously.

Zhou Wang, caught in the excitement, noticed Jeon So-mi’s lack of focus, he raised an eyebrow then suddenly flipped over, pressing her against the window amidst her surprise.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains lifted at a corner, revealing Itaewon’s bustling street outside, with flashing neon lights in the distance and crowds bustling below, and Jeon So-mi’s head was pressed against the window, overlooking the chaos below.

Though probably no one would look up, and even if they did, they wouldn’t see much, yet Jeon So-mi, whose white stockings had slid down to her ankles, instantly panicked.

But without giving her any chance to react, Zhou Wang followed up with another tap.

"Keep dancing... hmm, I’d like to see the swing dance once more."

"You..."

The man’s command was unquestionable, Jeon So-mi knew this was his punishment for her earlier lack of focus, she was about to resist, but her delightful face twisted into a grimace, instantly unable to speak.

Before, it was always Jeon So-mi moving, with Zhou Wang merely watching, rhythm controlled by Jeon So-mi, now Zhou Wang exerted his effort, Jeon So-mi realized her previous dance merely scratched the surface, not truly satisfying Zhou Wang...

If she had pretended her coerced persona before, now, Jeon So-mi didn’t need to act anymore.

She genuinely experienced "desire under terror," and "reluctance but unstoppable body truth."

Jeon So-mi, biting her lip, clutched the curtain tightly beside her, her crystal amber eyes gradually fogged, turning into whirlpools, her body, not initially intending to sway, uncontrollably began to move.

...

Another long "swing dance" ended, Zhou Wang, feeling he’s achieved a life dream, leaned contentedly against the sagging lazy sofa edge, lighting a cigarette.

After a few puffs, Zhou Wang tapped the unresponsive Jeon So-mi lying on the sofa.

"Not recovered yet?"

Her skirt hiked up to her shoulders, revealing spring, Jeon So-mi moved her curled crystal toes weakly in response:

"I, I need to rest a bit longer."

Jeon So-mi really didn’t want to say this, but she truly couldn’t go on.

This man is simply an animal, he appears less robust, yet his stamina is astonishing, able to battle dance with her, a skilled dancer, for an hour straight; in Jeon So-mi’s brief life, she had never encountered such a counterpart.

Completely overturning her stereotype of Huaxia men.

Later, she couldn’t even dance the "swing," Zhou Wang had to assist her to barely conclude everything.

And Jeon So-mi is a woman who can continuously dance for two hours on a concert stage.

Actually, Zhou Wang himself was quite surprised, he didn’t expect his condition to be so good, during the calm period, he thought it might be related to the bottle of [spray], though he didn’t use it today, its past use seemed to have a residual enhancement on his physique, subtly improving his condition...

It’s simply a cheating artifact.

After a cigarette, Zhou Wang casually extinguished it on the floor, then stood up and said:

"Regarding the contract upgrade, contact President Jin, tell him I said so."

Hearing Zhou Wang’s words, from somewhere, Jeon So-mi found the strength to sit up, ignoring her disheveled blue-white shirt, excitedly looking at Zhou Wang.

"President, are you... are you serious?"

Well, now it’s "you" again.

Zhou Wang chuckled to himself but didn’t say much, just nodded lightly, "Your dance satisfied me, fulfilling a childhood dream... As for the customized drama, we’ll talk later, I can’t promise anything, but at the right time, I’ll give you a chance."

Jeon So-mi truly got overwhelmed by the immense joy.

Initially, when her performance was halfway, Zhou Wang suddenly changed the topic, later entirely indifferent, unconcerned about her feelings, she thought she had enraged Zhou Wang.

But their status difference left her unable to resist, so despite her displeasure, she completed the dance with Zhou Wang.

At that moment, Jeon So-mi thought she might have wasted her efforts today.

Though previously inexperienced in this matter, Jeon So-mi knew such events were common in the dark Korean entertainment world, hoping Zhou Wang might be enchanted by her dance and give her another chance.

Yes, even full of ambition, Jeon So-mi never truly expected a single intimate encounter would earn her an S Level contract.

That’s why she proposed "dating," hoping Zhou Wang would relent amidst confusion.

But she never imagined, Zhou Wang not only met her S Level contract request but also opened the custom drama opportunity.

Such sudden happiness overwhelmed Jeon So-mi, ignoring her aching legs, she jumped up, tightly embracing Zhou Wang.

Zhou Wang coughed lightly, this woman’s body is indeed great, if not for restraint, Zhou Wang might have lost control again...

As for why he thought Jeon So-mi was nice but didn’t want a long-term relationship, it’s not so complicated.

With more and more women around him, even Zhou Wang, a typical playboy, started feeling a bit lacking... not physically but time-wise.

So now, unless necessary, he no longer wishes to maintain so many relationships.

...Jin Zhixiu is slightly harder to resist, after all, Zhou Wang is very attracted to her looks, but Jeon So-mi is different.

Zhou Wang has no interest in getting to know her, perhaps they’ll reconnect if the timing is right, but normally, it’s unnecessary.

Situations like tonight, where she’s dancing vigorously and he rewards her reasonably, are quite fair.

The taste of the swing by the window... unforgettable.

"A deal should appear as a deal."

Zhou Wang softly murmured to himself.