The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life-Chapter 1225 - 466: "Riddle

Every woman has her own unique scent.

For Zhou Wang, the "perfume connoisseur," after deliberately studying this field and gaining a basic understanding of various brand perfumes, he has been able to "identify women by scent" to a certain extent.

At this moment, Zhou Wang felt a bit of familiarity.

Lingering under the blanket was a blend of clove and vanilla, accompanied by a hint of violet, and upon a closer sniff, a faint scent reminiscent of iris blooming in the dark could be detected.

This scent, seemingly with a unique cool texture, made Zhou Wang slightly dazed.

He lifted the blanket, revealing the woman curled up beside him.

In just an instant, Zhou Wang could confirm the woman was not his senior, because the maturity of her figure, like a ripe peach, was vastly different from his senior’s.

"Hmm..."

Perhaps because Zhou Wang had lifted the blanket, the woman moaned softly as she slowly opened her eyes. Faced with Zhou Wang’s dazed gaze, she instinctively felt a bit shy.

"Mr. Zhou, you... you’ve woken up?"

Upon hearing the woman’s voice, Zhou Wang snapped back to reality, his mind finally clearing, and the wild scenes from last night flashed through his mind.

Honestly, after dropping off Yu Duo last night, he truly intended to head home.

But while passing by the Bund, Zhou Wang accidentally remembered the room card Xiao An had given him. Feeling a bit hungry himself, Zhou Wang sent Xiao An a message asking if she wanted to grab a late-night snack.

Zhou Wang’s intention was, if she happened to be awake, to share some food and catch up on his senior’s recent news from Xiao An.

However, Zhou Wang thought the chances of Xiao An being awake were slim, since it was already past 2 a.m., and Xiao An’s routines were generally quite normal, so he didn’t hold much hope.

Unexpectedly, Xiao An replied instantly and invited Zhou Wang to her hotel room, asking him to wait a bit as she needed to change clothes.

Zhou Wang knew it was more troublesome for women to go out, and he couldn’t rush her, so he went with the flow, heading to Xiao An’s room. After knocking with no response and no answer to his call, a puzzled Zhou Wang worried something might have happened to Xiao An, so he quickly pulled out the room card Xiao An had given him and swiped open the door.

Upon entering, Zhou Wang heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom and realized Xiao An was taking a shower. What could Zhou Wang do but wait?

Xiao An seemed to take an exceptionally long shower. Zhou Wang was almost asleep sitting on the sofa by the bed when she finally emerged from the bathroom.

Upon seeing her at first glance, Zhou Wang’s breath caught as he realized the situation was not simple.

Xiao An had changed into a qipao.

But it appeared she was only wearing a qipao.

The light green, floral embroidered translucent qipao had an astonishing 80% transparency, with a hem barely covering her thighs. The hotel’s scattered light penetrated as she moved, revealing the beautiful, primal curves beneath.

As Xiao An, with flushed cheeks, got closer, Zhou Wang noticed more intricate details.

Xiao An was indeed wearing pantyhose but in flesh-color, extending up to her waist. From a distance, under dim lighting, it wasn’t apparent.

Moreover, she did have innerwear, but the thin green string was nearly invisible, serving no concealing purpose whatsoever...

It was undoubtedly a "battle dress."

Clearly, such attire wasn’t suitable for a late-night snack out.

However, when Zhou Wang asked about this, Xiao An, in high heels and trembling all over, seemingly unable to maintain her balance, fell into Zhou Wang’s embrace, shyly whispered:

"I’m... I’m your midnight snack, aren’t I?"

Only then did Zhou Wang realize she misunderstood his intention.

Being considerate as Zhou Wang was, he certainly wouldn’t forcefully explain at such a moment, which would be awkward!

So he simply went along with it... and "devoured" her.

During the midnight snack, a minor unexpected incident occurred.

Apparently, Xiao An accidentally pressed her phone, making a call.

The call was to Xiao An’s ex-husband, Du Huai’an, whom Zhou Wang had met during the day.

Whether the call connected, Zhou Wang wasn’t sure; at the time, he couldn’t focus on that. He vaguely remembered hearing Du Huai’an’s inquiries, but amid Xiao An’s meaningless whimpers, the voice on the other end fell silent.

Zhou Wang had a vague impression that Xiao An’s phone screen seemed to glow for a long time...

Reflecting on it now, Zhou Wang found it hard to doubt whether Xiao An did it intentionally, though he felt she wouldn’t play such a twisted game, right?

Yet it’s hard to say, considering such a scene meant for movies, Zhou Wang had already witnessed it once with Xu Wenqian. When a woman’s desire for revenge kindles, they often become wildly and recklessly impulsive.

With Xiao An being over 30 years old, with more worldly experience, when she goes mad, it’s intensely crazy.

After all, she understood well what men liked.

Willing to lower herself to please every nerve ending of Zhou Wang, even Zhou Wang almost couldn’t resist.

Zhou Wang was nearly overwhelmed.

Eventually, he forgot about his initial hunger, letting Xiao An continue entwining him until he fell asleep in a daze, waking up to the present.