The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

"Whew, whew..."

In the dimly lit room, the moonlight could only outline their silhouettes.

Music faintly drifted in from somewhere unknown, and it turned out to be a Chinese song, seemingly the theme song of a classic Cantonese movie:

"The road of life, dreams seem long, on the road with wind and frost, wind and frost face forward, in the mortal world, how many directions do dreams have..."

It’s fortunate that this music masked Jin Zhixiu’s heavy breathing.

In the corner near the door, Zhou Wang had to hold Jin Zhixiu’s arm with one hand and support her slender waist with the other to keep her from collapsing onto the floor.

Yes, at this moment, Jin Zhixiu was not much different from a pool of mud.

She seemed as if she had been dancing energetically for hours, her forehead and neck drenched in sweat, and the originally not-so-sheer silk dress now clung tightly to her shapely figure, with one strap hanging loosely, exposing her pale shoulder and neck in the dim light.

But the most unsightly were the black stockings beneath the hem of her dress, marked with scratches and red marks, holes revealing pale skin, like a disorganized work of art, exuding a tantalizingly primal scent.

Yet at this moment, Jin Zhixiu was oblivious to her disheveled state, her eyes slightly open in confusion, greedily breathing in the air around them, though it seemed mixed with some peculiar odors...

Jin Zhixiu felt her thoughts drifting in the air for an indefinite amount of time before they finally settled, and at that moment of returning to her senses, she blinked and saw Zhou Wang’s concerned gaze first.

"Are you okay?"

"I’m fine..."

Jin Zhixiu instinctively replied, then realized what had just happened.

She had been pressed against the wall by Zhou Wang, kissed and touched, taking advantage for 10... no, maybe 20, even 30 minutes...

Jin Zhixiu had completely lost track of time, only remembering the whole ordeal was very long.

Or perhaps that’s not quite right; the correct sequence should be touched and kissed, then kissed and kissed, touched and touched again, finally the two combined, Zhou Wang seemingly used some kind of magic, completely engulfing her reason.

She remembered that initially she resisted, but later on, somehow all her strength drained away, and not only that, she seemed to have shamefully stood on tiptoe, cooperating with Zhou Wang.

Reflecting on the entire process just now, Jin Zhixiu’s heart was instantly flooded with immense shame, she raised her hand, intending to hit Zhou Wang, but couldn’t muster much strength, ending up weakly thudding his chest.

However, Zhou Wang didn’t consider her gesture flirtatious, as tears had already welled up in Jin Zhixiu’s eyes, instantly transforming her somewhat aloof face into a misty, rain-soaked look, adding a touch of frail charm.

"Zhou Wang... Chairman, this is harassment, it’s coercion..."

For the first time, Jin Zhixiu called Zhou Wang by his name but still instinctively added the title "Chairman", beginning to accuse him of his crime, though her tone was too gentle, if Zhou Wang didn’t understand Korean, he might have difficulty guessing what she was saying.

"I love you."

Zhou Wang merely gazed at her and said.

Jin Zhixiu’s tone paused, then she shook her head, "I don’t believe you..."

Zhou Wang’s response was lowering his head to kiss her again.

Jin Zhixiu’s breath quickened slightly but she continued shaking her head, "Don’t deceive me, we barely know each other..."

Zhou Wang kissed her again.

"You’re a rogue, I, I won’t be bewitched by you..."

This time Zhou Wang kissed her longer, and the air seemed to crackle with electric-like "buzzing" sounds.

After the kiss ended, Jin Zhixiu again struggled to stand steadily, leaning against Zhou Wang’s chest, but this time she could no longer form coherent words, stammering without saying anything substantial.

"Take a break, get yourself together, your colleagues are still in the room across, it’s not great if they see you like this."

Zhou Wang made no further moves, though from his vantage point, he could use the faint moonlight to glimpse much pale scenery through Jin Zhixiu’s disheveled neckline, but he restrained himself.

In fact, it had been rather indulgent earlier, taking up quite some time, now it’s time to first finish the business at hand.

It was only with Zhou Wang’s reminder that Jin Zhixiu suddenly recalled, yes, in the room across, senior Lee Jeong-jae and others were still drinking, while she was entangled so closely with a man at such a short distance...

Moreover, although her parents weren’t at the bar tonight, who’s to say they wouldn’t suddenly come to inspect, and if they caught her like this...

At this thought, Jin Zhixiu’s barely calming complexion instantly reddened frightfully again, immense shame made her wish she could find a place to hide.

She finally gathered some strength, breaking free from Zhou Wang’s support, moving to a nearby chair to start tidying her clothes, but when Jin Zhixiu was about to lift her dress, her motion froze, then she angrily looked up.

In truth, her angry expression carried little force, but Zhou Wang refrained from further teasing her, dutifully turning around.

Zhou Wang only turned halfway, seemingly able to glimpse something with the corner of his eye, but Jin Zhixiu couldn’t demand more, only able to quickly tidy herself up.