The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life-Chapter 1199 - 454: Porsche 918 Spyder (2)

As Zhou Wang looked at her so intently, Zhao Yu couldn’t help but tremble slightly, feeling an invisible wave of heat climbing over her body, making her stand uneasily.

She could only awkwardly grasp the hem of her skirt, completely clueless about how to evade Zhou Wang’s peculiar gaze.

Before leaving the house in the morning, with steely determination, Zhao Yu returned to her room. As she, for some inexplicable reason, wanted to spruce up a bit, she found herself in an awkward situation.

Having just transferred to Magic City, Zhao Yu didn’t bring many clothes, and among the rustic pieces she did have, she couldn’t find a single suitable one...

Even without considering the change in mentality, just for the sake of her daughter’s enrollment today, she should have found a presentable outfit to wear.

Another issue was Zhao Yu discovered she didn’t have any makeup products to use. Just when she was in distress, Xu Wenqian knocked on her door, bringing along a few skirts and several high-end makeup items.

The skirts were Lin Ran’s. Xu Wenqian, considering her own figure a bit flat compared to Lin Ran’s, specifically borrowed clothes from her. But she never expected that even Lin Ran’s skirt would be a bit tight on Zhao Yu.

It wasn’t a problem of the waistline but rather the proportions of the bust and hip.

Xu Wenqian thought Lin Ran’s figure was already good enough, but compared to Zhao Yu, she understood the saying "small potatoes next to a giant"...

Even though Xu Wenqian has been in contact with Zhao Yu for quite some time, she usually wore conservative and somewhat loose clothes, so it was no wonder Xu Wenqian couldn’t tell.

Regardless, seeing the newly transformed Zhao Yu, even Xu Wenqian was a little taken aback, so it wasn’t surprising that Zhou Wang couldn’t take his eyes off.

With a slight tinge of sourness, Xu Wenqian soon calmed herself, silently thinking.

"Boss..."

Seeing Zhao Yu nearly unable to lift her head, Xu Wenqian couldn’t help but softly remind.

Zhou Wang also realized his blunder, retracting his gaze with a casual smile, asking Linlin beside him, "Are all the enrollment procedures done?"

"Yes, Mr. Liu said I can start on Monday. He even allowed me to be a day student... Brother, thank you."

Linlin, unaware of the strange atmosphere just moments ago, shyly glanced at Zhou Wang before quickly lowering her head and saying softly.

"Hmm, I’ve heard the high school curriculum might be a bit fast-paced. Even if you can’t keep up, it’s okay. Your sister Wenqian will arrange extra lessons for you, just focus on your studies."

Zhou Wang patted Linlin’s head, giving a few more words of encouragement before calling over Luo Yongkang, who had been patiently waiting nearby.

"Let’s go, Principal Luo, aren’t there a few more places to see?"

At this moment, seeing Zhou Wang finally not paying attention to her anymore, Zhao Yu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, though with a hint of disappointment.

Because after his initial stunned look, Zhou Wang never glanced at her again, nor did he greet her.

Does he think I’m too indecent like this?

With no similar experience, Zhao Yu couldn’t help but entertain the thought.

Just as she started to let her thoughts run wild, Zhou Wang, passing by her, suddenly stopped and said in a volume almost inaudible to others:

"Sister Xiao Yu, you look really nice in this outfit, from now on... keep dressing like this."

When Zhao Yu instinctively raised her head, Zhou Wang was already walking away with Principal Luo and others, only his lingering words echoed in her ears.

Zhou Wang’s voice seemed imbued with an indescribable strange strength, directly piercing into her heart.

Zhao Yu knew Zhou Wang could no longer see her, but she couldn’t help nodding, and then she lowered her gaze again, clutching her skirt tightly as if mustering a greater resolve.

...

In the afternoon, following the schedule, Zhou Wang toured the Pinghe School’s swimming pool, soccer field, basketball gym, and other places, and had cordial exchanges with some specially selected outstanding student representatives.

All of this was recorded on camera, and unsurprisingly, news would appear on the Pinghe School’s website tomorrow...

As the time approached past four in the afternoon, the day’s agenda finally ended, and Zhou Wang exhaled deeply.

There was one last banquet, but he only needed Lin Ran to attend on his behalf as a representative. As for Zhou Wang, he finally could liberate himself to spend some personal time.

"By the way, Qianqian, has that car arrived?"

Accompanied by Xu Wenqian out of the school, standing by the roadside, Zhou Wang stretched lazily and suddenly recalled something, turning to ask.

"Yes, it arrived this afternoon. Miao Ying drove it back; she should be waiting nearby. Let me make a call..."

Xu Wenqian said as she pulled out her phone and dialed, and moments later, on the quiet road beside the school, a distinctly rebellious engine roar suddenly resounded.

Vroom! Vroom!

The undulating roar resembled the roaring sea, yet unlike the noise from a Ferrari or Lamborghini, it had an inexplicable melody.

As Zhou Wang turned his head, a wave of black surged towards him.

The low-slung car hugged the ground tightly, the striations on the front hood like taut muscles of a beast, the interplay of carbon fiber and polished aluminum gleaming coldly in the sunlight, every curve hinting at hidden speed.