The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

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"Momo, how can you keep avoiding me?"

Zhou Wang heard the man's voice as he approached.

"We're all family, your uncle went through something so serious. You, as a young girl, can't handle things alone, so we should interact more. As your brother, I can help you out, right?"

Zhou Wang stopped in his tracks, surprised... So, this man was related to Jiang Mo?

If it was a family matter, outsiders shouldn't get involved.

Zhou Wang shook his head and was about to walk past when Jiang Mo saw him coming. She opened her mouth but said nothing. But Zhou Wang, who had just finished reading a book on psychology, caught a glimpse of helplessness in her eyes.

Maybe there was something else as well; Zhou Wang wasn't very sure. But it was already impossible to ignore.

Mainly because he saw the man reaching out to pull Jiang Mo, and as Jiang Mo panicked and dodged, she stumbled and fell towards the road.

Beep!

The urgent sound of a horn kept blaring. When Jiang Mo instinctively closed her eyes, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist, and a pair of hands supported her.

Hmm... it wasn't that urgent actually, since it was rush hour, and the road in front of the Provincial Library was a one-way around the lake. Cars moved very slowly, and when the horn sounded, the driver had already braked in advance.

However, Zhou Wang's supportive action did help; at least Jiang Mo didn't fall nor risk tearing her stockings from friction or anything.

It's just... this sister's waist was really slim, yet the curve was quite astonishing. Without actually touching in reality, it was hard to believe that she had such a good figure.

Short videos don't count; everyone knows videos can be edited.

"Where the hell did you come from, and have you held her long enough?"

The man's angry voice rang out as Zhou Wang was sighing.

In Han Yanqian's eyes, the scene looked like this:

Zhou Wang had one hand tightly around Jiang Mo's slender waist, while the other was in a virtual hug position, barely touching Jiang Mo's butt. No, that's wrong... the boy had already touched it when he supported Jiang Mo.

And Jiang Mo, for some reason, just pursed her lips tightly and stood there. She allowed the boy to hold her, showing no intention to break free.

Although the young man had no expression, his eyes showed a hint of excitement...

Han Yanqian, who considered himself a mature man, usually didn't lose his mind so easily. But he had seen Jiang Mo grow up, and he hadn't even touched her hand, yet now, Jiang Mo was "tainted" by a random jerk. How could he stand it?

Zhou Wang hadn't taken advantage; he was about to let go of Jiang Mo, but hearing the man's curse, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"No."

Zhou Wang changed his mind with a smile. He mouthed something to Han Yanqian and not only didn't let go of Jiang Mo, but his previously hovering right hand also dropped down directly with a "slap," holding Jiang Mo tightly.

Yup, confirmed, it was solid...

But this sister was really tall too. Zhou Wang's height without shoes was 179 cm, yet he appeared to barely look level with her...

If Jiang Mo wore high heels, Zhou Wang would definitely appear petite next to her, which would be pretty awkward to think about.

Jiang Mo trembled slightly, then pushed Zhou Wang away and broke free.

"You bastard..."

Completely enraged, Han Yanqian cursed and charged over.

He knew the consequences of fighting, but he only tried to push Zhou Wang away. However, how could a man in his thirties, whose body had been corroded by wine and women, shake Zhou Wang, who once nearly made it into the school team?

Zhou Wang hardly moved; he casually blocked him, and Han Yanqian staggered back a few steps, slamming into the hood of a parked BMW.

Bang!

It was unclear whether it was the force he used or if the car had an issue. The left side mirror cracked with a snap, breaking off from the handle.

Han Yanqian didn't care about his body's pain and fretfully held the mirror, but this also snapped him back to reality.

He sneered at Zhou Wang, "Kid, you're done. Do you even know how much this car costs?"

With a distinct temperament and standing at the library entrance, it was easy for Han Yanqian to identify Zhou Wang's identity... just an ordinary college student.

"An older model 525, is it that expensive?"

Zhou Wang glanced at the BMW hood, shook his head, and said.

Whether it was luxury goods or watches, he might not have much knowledge, but when it came to cars, Zhou Wang knew plenty...

Most boys have downloaded car apps because they're into them at some point, right...

A few years back, at least, Zhou Wang was sure that he'd own a supercar before thirty.

Of course, before a few days ago, Zhou Wang would have never looked down on a BMW 525. No matter how many people thought its owners were just pretending to be rich, the 525 wasn't something the average person could afford.

But now, Zhou Wang certainly had the confidence. After all, his monthly "fund earnings" were enough to buy seven or eight 525s.

"Today's young people are really showy. Seems like you've watched too many short videos and can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy, right?"

Han Yanqian shook his head with amusement, speaking slowly, "Since you still don't understand the seriousness, let me break it down... the broken lens costs two thousand, the heated anti-glare mirror base three thousand, and the mirror casing a few hundred more, not including labor costs!"

"In short, for this mirror alone, you owe me at least ten thousand!"

After Han Yanqian finished, he looked at Zhou Wang expectantly, hoping to find disbelief or panic in his expression.

Although Zhou Wang's attire was not shabby, it didn't have any visible logos either. A person like Han Yanqian, who never paid attention to such things, couldn't recognize flashy luxury brands.

According to his usual understanding, for a college student whose monthly allowance was only one or two thousand at best, 10,000+ was definitely a huge sum.

However, to his disappointment, Zhou Wang's expression didn't change at all, even carrying a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth.

"We'll discuss whether I'll pay or not later. If it's my fault, it'd be no problem paying you ten thousand, or even a hundred thousand."

Zhou Wang shook his head, staying calm.

"But I think you misunderstood something; wasn't your mirror broken by yourself?"

"Still trying to lie to me?"

Han Yanqian sneered and pulled out his phone to make a call when a black Toyota Alphard drove up and stopped firmly in front of the group.

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