...Actually, Ji Xiaoxi couldn’t understand a word of what he was saying.
She didn’t understand comrce, charity, or tourism developnt, but she was still captivated.
Only because at this mont Zhou Wang exuded a type of charm she had never seen before.
She gazed obsessively at Zhou Wang’s jawline as the last trace of rationality mixed with guilt inside her seed to fade away. Even Zhou Wang’s palm had unknowingly lifted the hem of her skirt, and she was unaware.
It wasn’t until the phone beside them suddenly vibrated urgently that Zhou Wang ceased talking, and Ji Xiaoxi was jerked awake.
She realized that she had leaned her head against Zhou Wang’s chest in a most improper posture, while Zhou Wang’s palm had already disappeared beneath her skirt, lingering on her smooth thigh.
Ji Xiaoxi glanced and saw that the phone was displaying a video call from her boyfriend, Chen He.
It was precisely eight o’clock now, the ti she had arranged with her boyfriend, a fixed calling ti daily unless interrupted by other matters.
The sight of Chen He’s avatar made the guilt that was beginning to dissipate suddenly beco clear again, prompting Ji Xiaoxi to quickly break free from Zhou Wang’s embrace and sit upright once more.
Feeling only urgency and not regret, she hurriedly picked up her phone, hung up Chen He’s video call, and started typing to explain.
Zhou Wang also noticed it was Chen He calling, and he was slightly annoyed...
Not because of Chen He calling Ji Xiaoxi—after all, they were nominally boyfriend and girlfriend, just a call; it was only natural—but because Chen He interrupted his engaging conversation.
On the phone, Ji Xiaoxi’s explanation about not being able to take the call hadn’t been sent out yet when Chen He’s ssage appeared first.
"Xiaoxi, are you still at work? No worries, you go ahead, I just wanted to tell you I miss you, that’s all that matters (joyful)."
Ji Xiaoxi’s fingers stiffened as she stared blankly at the screen, her sense of sha growing stronger.
Although their last eting in Hang City wasn’t pleasant, where Ji Xiaoxi always felt sothing was off, yet after their separation, Chen He behaved perfectly fine, and even treated her better than before.
He sent her ssages daily, checking in on her, occasionally bought her different gifts, always rembered her cycles, almost as if, suddenly, Chen He beca the ideal boyfriend, except for his absence, there was no fault.
This was why Ji Xiaoxi suddenly wanted to confess in church—if Chen He had just acted a little worse, she wouldn’t have had so many conflicts.
So when Chen He’s tily call and ssage arrived, to Ji Xiaoxi, it seed like a divine prompt, reminding her how absurdly laughable her act of leaning into Zhou Wang’s embrace and allowing him to take liberties was...
Thus, Ji Xiaoxi pursed her lips, moved to the side slightly, and distanced herself from Zhou Wang.
"Sorry, Chen He, I’m not at work, just happened to be out with Sister Qing, it’s quite noisy here, not convenient to take the call..."
"Haha, no problem, what a coincidence, I’m also just out for a social function myself, not really convenient for calls either, let’s just ssage each other instead."
While Ji Xiaoxi buried her head ssaging Chen He, Zhou Wang noticed Ji Xiaoxi’s sudden subtle change and clicked his tongue.
But he felt too lazy to delve, after all, won’s moods are so unpredictable, especially the younger they are.
Just then, the Maybach began to decelerate, Zhou Wang knew they had reached their destination, he looked up and glanced outside only to find a manor-style building, their vehicle having just entered the inner road.
Looking outside through the car window, it didn’t have the typical neon-lit feel of a traditional KTV, not even a single sign was visible, nor could he hear any noise.
Could this place really be for singing?
Zhou Wang felt sowhat doubtful.
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