Chapter 121: Igniting the Passion!

Hearing Liao Tong’s words, Wang Zheng smiled, leaned over to press a gentle kiss on her forehead, and then set his gaze upon the hand she used to hold her wine glass—or more accurately, the ring on her middle finger.

The platinum band was narrow, yet it was engraved with an exquisite pattern. Was it a wave? No, it was a snake! It was hard to imagine anyone choosing a ring featuring a snake motif. Furthermore, given the texture of the metal, it appeared to be custom-crafted rather than something one could simply purchase at a standard jewelry store.

Wang Zheng suddenly gripped Liao Tong’s left hand, brought it to his lips for an affectionate kiss, and took the opportunity to examine the ring closely.

This... it seemed I have one just like it! No wonder it looked familiar.

"Hmm? Who gave you this ring? It’s so strange. Is that a... snake on it?" Wang Zheng asked, looking at the ring on her hand.

"Oh, this is an heirloom, and I was born in the Year of the Snake!" Liao Tong said with a smile, then pulled her hand from his grip and took a small sip of her red wine. Before she had swallowed the wine, Wang Zheng kissed her lips again, and with practiced coordination, Liao Tong passed the wine from her mouth into his.

"I’m drunk," Wang Zheng whispered with his eyes closed. If the wine didn't intoxicate the person, the person would intoxicate themselves; in a bar like this, even if one weren't drunk on alcohol, they would be intoxicated by the ambiguous atmosphere.

Couples were scattered about, whispering sweet nothings and engaging in suggestive, provocative movements. If one listened closely, they might even hear faint moans. People came to places like this not just for the atmosphere, but for the thrill—the illicit pleasure of flirting under the eyes of others.

It was already past nine when the two met. After spending some time in the bar enjoying the thrill of their clandestine affair, they left. Wang Zheng was a seasoned gentleman, so after dropping Liao Tong off at her home, he did not go upstairs. He could see that Liao Tong had no intention of asking him to stay, either.

Good food is worth the wait. Wang Zheng was never in a rush with women, especially this particular woman, who seemed to be bound to him by an invisible chain. Such a connection was pleasant, but one had to remember that if one person fell into a fire, the other would not be able to escape.

The next day, after arriving at the office, Wang Zheng couldn't stop thinking about Liao Tong. He suddenly picked up his phone and dialed a number. Once the call connected, he spoke in a flurry of unintelligible words; as for what he said, perhaps only Wang Zheng himself knew.

Bai Bing had grown clever regarding Wang Zheng’s strange behavior and chose to remain silent. She knew that even if she asked, he wouldn't tell her. Pushing too hard often scared away the secrets within reach. So, Bai Bing had not only grown clever but also obedient. Hadn't Wang Zheng said that viewing every situation from the perspective of an outsider would lead to more discoveries? Bai Bing was now standing in that outsider's position, watching Wang Zheng. The answers would eventually surface.

Everything at Zhongtian Company was proceeding according to plan. Lin Xuan’s arrival had made many tasks much easier for Lin Xiaolei, who now truly treated Lin Xuan as her second-in-command, consulting her on every matter. After work, Lin Xuan would report these things to Wang Zheng. Although Wang Zheng didn't manage Zhongtian’s affairs, he now had a firm grasp on every step taken by the company and Lin Xiaolei. Yet, he still had no intention of intervening. This was a test for both Lin Xiaolei and Lin Xuan. If he succeeded, he could win both women at once; if he failed... Wang Zheng no longer had the energy to keep playing with them.

A new target had already appeared!

Over the next few days, Wang Zheng visited the television station daily. Although, on the surface, he and Liao Tong greeted each other as usual, both could see something beyond mere friendship in the other's eyes.

Whether it was because Su Xue and Chu Jun were genuinely overwhelmed with work, or because Liao Tong had orchestrated it, the two women were kept extremely busy for the entire week. This forced Wang Zheng to wake up early and drive them to work.

However, this created opportunities for Wang Zheng and Liao Tong. Su Xue and Chu Jun would return home and immediately go to sleep, and seeing this, even Bai Bing couldn't help but yawn. In the end, Wang Zheng would naturally slip away. Although their meetings were late, it didn't hinder their intimacy.

After a few days, aside from the final barrier, Wang Zheng knew everything there was to know about Liao Tong. Of course, it wasn't that he couldn't break that final barrier; he simply didn't want to yet. The time hadn't come.

Late at night, the hustle and bustle of the day had faded, and the roads appeared desolate.

Suddenly, a faint roaring sound was heard, growing closer and louder. A car flew out from the other end of the overpass. Indeed, it flew—its tires were at least a meter off the ground.

*Whoosh. Bang.*

After gliding through the air for a distance, the car landed heavily, but it didn't stop. It continued to speed along the city streets. As it approached a turn, it didn't slow down at all. With a sharp screech of tires against the pavement, the car drifted sideways into the turn—a classic drift.

"Ah!" Liao Tong, sitting in the passenger seat, cheered loudly, her flushed face radiating excitement. Always dignified and elegant, she was dressed today in tight black leather pants and a low-cut black tank top, displaying her graceful, curvaceous figure to perfection.

Was this really the dignified, mature, and composed news anchor from the television?

Her body swayed left and right with the drifting of the car, her hands clenched into fists at her chest as if she were the one driving. At the same time, screams and cheers erupted from her, venting the exhilaration and thrill within her heart.

As someone who frequently used various vehicles to kill and escape, driving was as simple as walking for Wang Zheng. Drifting was second nature. A few maneuvers that were as simple as blinking to him had Liao Tong screaming in ecstasy, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing his face fiercely.

Facing such encouragement from the beauty, Wang Zheng fought all the more valiantly, the screech of tires echoing through the streets, refusing to dissipate.

The passion buried deep within Liao Tong’s heart had been thoroughly ignited by Wang Zheng. No woman is content with a mundane life; even if one cannot shake the heavens or move the earth, one should not pass through this world in vain!

Opening the sunroof, Liao Tong stood up, letting the night wind whip through her long hair. She closed her eyes, spread her arms, and screamed, cheered, and shrieked hysterically!

The car eventually reached the river that cut through the city, speeding along the riverside road. After a powerful acceleration, the car performed a beautiful tail-slide, stopping with its hood facing the water.

"Screech!"

Wang Zheng also stood up through the sunroof and pulled the woman beside him into his arms. Liao Tong was equally agitated and excited, her hands clutching him tightly as she kissed him fiercely. Wang Zheng, naturally, was not one to hold back; he wrapped his tongue around hers, swirling and dancing, using his unbridled movements to heighten their mutual pleasure. It was rough, but for Liao Tong, tenderness was unnecessary. She craved the thrill, the excitement, and the challenge. The more domineering the possession, the happier she was.

This kind of kissing could be considered the pinnacle of the art; the average person couldn't handle it and might even get accidentally injured. But for Wang Zheng, it was a piece of cake. As for Liao Tong, she only knew that she needed to respond deeply to his possessiveness.

The atmosphere was ignited; simple kissing could no longer satisfy this man and woman caught in a vortex of passion and excitement. At some point, the backrests of the front seats were reclined, turning them into a bed. The two who had just been standing and kissing were now lying on them, the man pressing the woman beneath him. Liao Tong was not idle either; beyond the seductive moans escaping her lips, her hands were clawing wildly at the man’s body!

In Jinghua City, a white Maserati sat parked on the riverbank, its body trembling rhythmically—up and down, back and forth—for a long time, unable to settle... Her face looked enchanting, alluring, and delicate! The orange-hued sunlight hit the water, casting a shimmering, brilliant red glow across the river.

*Snap.* The door of the Maserati opened, and Wang Zheng stepped out wearing only a tank top. He stretched his arms wide, feeling as if he had been reborn, as if he had successfully mastered an ancient martial art—it was exhilarating.

Recalling the events of the previous night, it felt like a dream. Once that level of excitement and thrill was reached, it was no longer under human control; it developed wantonly. Desire is something no one can control!

*Bang, bang.* Wang Zheng knocked on the car window, looking at the woman inside, her long legs visible, her upper body covered only by his dress shirt. At this moment, Liao Tong was as enchanting as a pear blossom after a storm.

"The air is nice out here. Come out and get some fresh air!"

Hearing his words, Liao Tong sat up, suddenly frowning slightly. After a long moment, she slowly put on her pants, pulled on his shirt, and stepped out of the car.

Liao Tong walked to Wang Zheng’s side with a staggering gait, saying weakly, "You really are an African lion!"

"And you’re not bad yourself—like a tigress!"