Heartthrob, Your Image is Crumbling!

Chapter 486: Money is a Hero's Courage

Originally, when Lu Wanting returned to the room, she had intended to change her clothes. Who would have thought that Peng Xiaoyong would suddenly give her a phone call?So, even though Zhou Yuwen had already finished taking a shower, Lu Wanting was still wearing that black uniform outfit. Because the small suit jacket had a corseted design, as she stood there staring at her phone lost in thought for a long time, her figure wrapped tightly within it appeared almost perfect. Not only did she possess ample curves, but her slender waist was also exceptionally fine.

Truth be told, Lu Wanting still felt a trace of guilt in her heart about rejecting Peng Xiaoyong. She always felt it was unfair to him. After all, over the last few months, Peng Xiaoyong had actually wanted to give up, but Lu Wanting had figured that since she could not reach Zhou Yuwen, settling for Peng Xiaoyong would not be a bad choice.

Who could have anticipated such a dramatic turn of events?

While Lu Wanting was standing there lost in thought, Zhou Yuwen slowly embraced her slender waist from behind. He rested his head on her shoulder, kissed her supple cheek, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"No, nothing."

Because she had been preoccupied with her thoughts and was suddenly embraced, she was indeed somewhat startled.

Right now, Zhou Yuwen was wearing nothing but a bath towel wrapped around his body. Ever since his rebirth, he had consistently maintained a fitness routine, so his current physique truly looked lean in clothes but well-muscled without them.

Standing at over six feet tall, he held Lu Wanting firmly from behind. When she turned her head to look, her face instantly flushed red.

More importantly, Zhou Yuwen's bath towel could only conceal, not restrain. As he leaned in, what was beneath the towel pressed solidly against Lu Wanting's short skirt.

It felt as though it could pierce right through her black tight skirt at any moment.

That substantial sensation pressing bluntly against her thighs inevitably caused Lu Wanting, who was inexperienced in matters between men and women, to blush heavily. She stammered for a good while before managing to say, "I... I will go take a shower first."

With that said, she tried to flee.

But to her surprise, Zhou Yuwen blocked her path solidly, directly scooping her up by the waist and hoisting her over his shoulder. He laughed and said, "Why take a shower, Wanting?"

Zhou Yuwen placed Lu Wanting down on the table, positioning her to face him directly. He was currently riding high on success and felt an intense urge to fiercely gallop across an endless prairie.

He rested his hands on her knees, lowering his head with the intention of kissing her neck.

However, Lu Wanting shrank back slightly, saying in a somewhat meek tone, "I haven't taken a shower yet. I am sweating. I must smell bad."

"Do you?"

At this moment, Zhou Yuwen had already buried his nose in her hair. He genuinely could not detect any unpleasant odor. It was not as if she engaged in heavy manual labor. While she might have genuinely worked up a sweat after a long day at work, it only amounted to a woman's subtle natural scent mixed with the fragrance of shampoo and body wash.

She truly did not smell bad.

And honestly, Zhou Yuwen actually quite enjoyed this specific vibe, the allure of her wearing her professional work clothes, and then...

Burying his face in her neck, Zhou Yuwen took a deep sniff and then declared with great satisfaction, "You do not smell bad at all. You smell wonderful."

"Wanting, you smell amazing all over!"

As he spoke, he leaned in and bit down playfully on her neck.

"Ah!"

A crisp, tingling sensation shot through her. Reacting as if she had been electrocuted, Lu Wanting quickly closed her eyes, allowing Zhou Yuwen to do as he pleased with her body. While showering kisses along her neck, Zhou Yuwen's hands skillfully traced their way upward along her slender waist.

Lu Wanting was wearing a black lace camisole underneath. It had a plunging neckline, which greatly accentuated her perky curves.

The material was indeed sturdy and not easily torn, but it possessed excellent elasticity, so Zhou Yuwen simply had to follow the edge of the collar.

With a gentle tug.

Then, with a soft bounce...

Zhou Yuwen gazed at the sight unfolding before him.

"Mmph,"

Lu Wanting was still very shy. She hurriedly covered herself with both hands, refusing to let him look.

However, after covering up, she could not help but raise her head, casting a blushing glance at Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen chuckled lightly and asked, "Are you still feeling shy at a time like this?"

"Sister-in-Law."

After saying this, Zhou Yuwen reached out his hands.

He gently pried both of her hands away.

Consequently, the most beautiful parts of her body were fully displayed right before his eyes.

Zhou Yuwen reached out to tease her lightly, chuckling as he remarked, "Wanting, you have maintained your figure so well. This is your first time, is it not?"

Lu Wanting simply kept her head bowed and remained silent.

Zhou Yuwen did not waste any more words. He scooped the seated Lu Wanting off the table by her waist and carried her straight into the bedroom.

That night, Lu Wanting finally got her wish and ended up sleeping in the master bedroom. For her, this was also a night of extraordinary significance.

The clothes she had worn during the day were discarded piece by piece, trailing all the way from the living room to the bedroom. It started with her red-soled high heels, followed by her stockings.

Then her tight skirt.

And finally, the hidden black lace garment, which was casually tossed by Zhou Yuwen onto the sofa in the bedroom.

In truth, Zhou Yuwen was in no rush. Before beginning their intimate game, he even took the initiative to ask her if she was ready.

Lying on the bed, Lu Wanting had nodded in response.

However, once they truly began, she still could not hold back a soft gasp.

Then, following Zhou Yuwen's rhythmic movements...

Her voice rose and fell in continuous waves.

Meanwhile, out in Zhou Yuwen's living space, a phone had been ringing incessantly.

Ring, ring, ring.

The phone rang for nearly ten minutes straight.

Peng Xiaoyong himself did not know why he let it ring for so long. Perhaps his mind was not truly focused on the phone call at all.

His brain was entirely consumed by a single question: why had Lu Wanting suddenly told him she was not returning to China?

Moreover, why had her voice sounded so cold and distant?

Just what exactly had happened?

An inexplicable shadow of gloom cast itself over Peng Xiaoyong's heart.

Right before Vipshop launched its major movement, a certain shareholder, in desperate need of cash, had dumped one percent of the company's stock onto the market. In ordinary times, this single percent might have gone entirely unnoticed.

However, Vipshop's stock surged ten percent that very day. Furthermore, as the company firmly captured the high-end cosmetics e-commerce market domestically, its stock price proceeded to blossom spectacularly.

Opening with a direct ten-percent spike, it continued to climb steadily—twelve percent, thirteen percent.

By the second day, Zhou Yuwen's profits had ballooned to twenty-two million US dollars. Everyone on the street was desperately inquiring about the identity of the mysterious buyer who had acquired the Vipshop shares.

Wall Street has no secrets.

If it does, it simply means the secret is not worth investigating. Soon enough, people took notice of an Asian man who had suddenly appeared at the stock exchange center two weeks prior. This individual seemed to have been continuously snapping up Vipshop stock.

Who on earth was this guy!

Zhou Yuwen's identity was swiftly uncovered. He was a university student from the East who had founded a campus food delivery system while still in school, selling it off in a single stroke for eight million US dollars.

Two weeks ago, this very same guy had used five million US dollars to leverage a massive fifteen-million-dollar position!

Damn it!

It had to be him!

In just a single morning, another twelve million US dollars poured into Zhou Yuwen's account.

Yet, at this moment, Zhou Yuwen was still sound asleep.

It could not be helped; he was thoroughly exhausted from the previous night. Truthfully, Zhou Yuwen did not harbor much deep affection for Lu Wanting, but her outfit last night had exuded a certain intellectual charm, especially enhanced by the refined glasses she wore.

Watching her keep those glasses on, her eyes squinting slightly behind the lenses as she gasped and cried out in rhythm with his movements...

It had suddenly ignited a fierce desire to conquer within him, which naturally drove him to exert even more effort.

Afterward, he had fallen into a deep, snoring slumber.

While Zhou Yuwen slept incredibly soundly, Lu Wanting woke up quite early. After all, she was not merely his woman; she was also his assistant.

Zhou Yuwen might not worry about losing money, but she certainly did. Making twelve million US dollars yesterday meant it was entirely possible to lose twelve million today.

Thus, she opened her eyes at precisely nine in the morning.

Gazing at Zhou Yuwen, who was still fast asleep beside her, Lu Wanting carefully lifted the arm he had draped over her body and moved it aside.

She went straight to the restroom to wash up thoroughly. Naturally, there were a few faint red handprints left on her snow-white skin, which was to be expected. Rummaging through her suitcase, she pulled out a black slip nightgown.

After changing, she retrieved her computer and began checking the daily stock market trends.

The moment the screen loaded, Lu Wanting could scarcely believe her eyes. She almost screamed out loud in pleasant surprise.

It had already jumped another ten percent!

That meant another twelve million US dollars in profit!

She was dying to share such fantastic news with Zhou Yuwen immediately, but seeing him still asleep, she could not bear disturbing him. Consequently, she resorted to pacing anxiously back and forth in front of the sofa.

Twelve million!

That was twelve million!

US dollars, no less!

And all within a single day!

Zhou Yuwen was simply unbelievable!

By the time Zhou Yuwen finally roused from his sleep, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Opening his dazed eyes, he discovered Lu Wanting sitting right at the edge of the bed. She had been waiting patiently for him to wake up. The moment she saw his eyes open, she could hold back no longer, bursting with eagerness to share her joy. "You are awake!?"

By now, she had clearly freshened up. She was dressed in that half-skirt style slip nightgown, exposing her beautiful legs.

Confused by her excitement, Zhou Yuwen asked her what had happened.

Her face glowing with excitement, she happily announced, "We made another twelve million!"

"In just two days, we have earned twenty-four million!"

Zhou Yuwen had thought it was something major, only to find out it was just this. Feeling a bit speechless, he said, "I told you earlier that this stock would go up. There is nothing to make a fuss about."

Seeing how calm and unfazed he appeared...

Lu Wanting's adoration deepened even further. Women naturally possess an instinct to admire the strong, and Zhou Yuwen was undoubtedly the most powerful man she had ever encountered. Not only in terms of his career, but as she had personally verified the night before, in other aspects as well.

Strictly speaking, the physical experience the previous night had not been entirely pleasant for her, as it was her first time.

However, that is just how women are. As long as she felt the man was sufficiently dominant, she was perfectly willing to be conquered by him. Even amidst pain, she would grit her teeth and endure it.

Unable to contain herself, she threw herself directly into his embrace, speaking to him in an incredibly bashful, coaxing tone, "You are so amazing! I feel like you will succeed no matter what you do! You are practically a god!"

In her excitement, she was beginning to ramble incoherently.

Looking at this woman who worshipped him like a devoted fangirl, Zhou Yuwen wasted no words. He pulled her flush against his chest, turning over to pin her beneath him, and declared, "Stop obsessing over the stocks. You are just looking for things to fret about. Compared to that, we have far more important business to attend to."

With that, he leaned down and kissed her neck.

He murmured, "Shall we head out for some fun this afternoon? Let me show you the true luxurious, money-drenched lifestyle of New York."

Her delicate face flushed red, and she quickly nodded, whispering a soft "Mhm" in agreement.

Ceasing his talking, Zhou Yuwen let his hands roam freely across her body once more.

At noon, the two of them simply ordered a meal directly in their hotel.

By now, Lu Wanting had fully adapted to her dual roles as both assistant and mistress. Dressed in a seductive red dress, she clung affectionately to his arm wherever they went.

Age differences were absolutely not an issue. As long as a man had the ability to pamper a woman, she would form a deep dependence on him, acting like a delicate little girl seeking affection in his embrace.

Zhou Yuwen had originally already purchased a Lamborghini. While shopping that afternoon, he and Lu Wanting ordered a yellow Ferrari equipped with scissor doors. After that, he bought her several fashionable designer outfits, spending roughly over a hundred thousand US dollars in total.

His treatment of Lu Wanting was fundamentally different from how he treated the girls back in China.

After all, the girls back home were still university students, whereas he intended to groom Lu Wanting into his overseas proxy. Once this wave with Vipshop concluded, he would possess three hundred million US dollars in startup capital. It sounded like a massive fortune, but since his goal was to establish a private equity fund, it was still a relatively small amount.

After shopping for clothes, they went house hunting. Not only did he secure a detached house on the Upper East Side, but he also purchased two apartments in downtown Manhattan to serve as residences for Lu Wanting.

Because he had not yet liquidated his stock portfolio, he had to rely on his credit card for these advance expenditures.

However, the cash landing in his hands was merely a matter of time.

By the time all the arrangements were settled, Lu Wanting had become as completely submissive and obedient to him as a docile kitten.

Embracing her, he asked, "Am I treating you well?"

She nodded and replied in an obedient manner, "Yes."

"Then tonight, how will you treat me?" he probed.

Hearing this, she felt a bit bashful but still replied coquettishly, "We can do whatever you want."

Highly amused, Zhou Yuwen was just thinking about taking her back to the hotel.

Suddenly, an Asian man wearing a suit intercepted him right inside the shopping mall. "Mr. Zhou? Are you President Zhou?"

Zhou Yuwen looked at the newcomer with confusion. "And you are?"

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Shen Ya, the CEO of Vipshop. I harbor no ill intentions; I merely wish to have a chat with you, Mr. Zhou." As Shen Ya spoke, he pulled out his business card and offered a friendly smile.

Zhou Yuwen had snapped up a full two percent of Vipshop's stock in one fell swoop. Although two percent might seem insignificant in the grand scheme of the company, strictly speaking, Zhou Yuwen was now officially a minority shareholder.

Factoring in the company's future commercial layout, Shen Ya felt it imperative to establish early contact to ascertain exactly what his intentions were in holding so much of their stock.