The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life-Chapter 1273 - 488: Home Invasion

"Brother Dog’s strategy is clever!"

Qiu Zeyu, who was getting more familiar with addressing Zhou Wang, completely ignored the fact that Zhou Wang was actually ten years younger than him. He just exclaimed, "The saying goes, ’Respect for one’s parents comes first among all virtues.’ This way, no one can find any fault..."

"Is that how ’Respect for one’s parents comes first among all virtues’ is used?"

Young Master Zhang twitched his lips and couldn’t help but tease, "Why do I feel like the latter part of the saying is more fitting for Zhou Wang."

Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this, feeling that it was completely fitting.

After all, Zhou Wang, the apple of Old Ding Family’s eye and also the Xia Family’s daughter... All the good things in the world seemed to have been grabbed by that damn Zhou Wang all by himself.

Not to mention Jiang Qingkui, whom everyone envied, a person with looks, substance, intelligence, and ability, practically perfect.

"Actually, I don’t know what Brother Dog insists on doing."

Cheng Qing, who had relatively little interaction with Zhou Wang, shook his head and said, "If I were Brother Dog, I would probably just marry Jiang Qingkui home. Girls like Ding Yi and Xia Xiwei, I wouldn’t dare to provoke."

"That’s because you haven’t seen Brother Dog’s other women. From his perspective, it’s indeed not easy to choose."

Qiu Zeyu, who had interacted with Jiang Mo in Beidou, shook his head and said with a sigh.

They were engrossed in discussing Zhou Wang’s romantic gossip, while Zhou Wang, dancing with his mother on stage, was also praising his own cleverness.

Some things seem unsolvable simply because your vision isn’t broad enough...

When Zhou Wang spoke on stage, the outlook widened instantly, and he saw his mom Zhao Guihua holding up her phone to record him.

Suddenly, Zhou Wang’s thoughts became clear.

If he invited Ding Yi to dance, he feared Jiang Qingkui would cause trouble. If it was Xia Xiwei, Ding Yi definitely wouldn’t let it go. If it was Jiang Qingkui, he was afraid Ding Yi and Xia Xiwei together would make things difficult for him...

But inviting his mother on stage, none of these three women could say anything.

Sure enough, they were all sitting quietly below the stage, now smiling and clapping.

Only his mom, Zhao Guihua, was a bit dazed. She was sharing the video of his speech in the "One Happy Family" group, using several tacky flower emoji packages enthusiastically, not expecting to be suddenly called upon.

Upon hearing she had to dance on stage, Zhao Guihua was naturally a bit flustered... She was not aware of the identities of those seated below, otherwise she might have been even more nervous.

Fortunately, Zhou Wang was adept at joking around. When Zhao Guihua came on stage, Zhou Wang chuckled and said, "Don’t worry, Mom, you know how to dance square dance. I’ll hold you, and you can just dance a few steps like you usually do."

"Ah, will that really work?"

"Of course, if I say it will, it will..."

Upon hearing Zhou Wang say this, Zhao Guihua was no longer nervous, although the music that followed was not her usual tunes like "Little Apple" but was a live piano performance. Yet with Zhou Wang guiding her, Zhao Guihua gradually found her rhythm.

It was quite funny because the vibe Zhao Guihua’s dancing gave off was completely incompatible with the supposed elegance of high society, merging with square dance steps, thus appearing rather odd.

But the guests present only occasionally let out amused chuckles, mostly being quite supportive with continuous applause until the end of the piece.

Next, the dance floor was open, and guests willing to dance could rise and invite their partners to dance.

This usually involves a matter of etiquette, so even these present big shots would symbolically dance a piece to show face to their host. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

After escorting Zhao Guihua off the stage, Zhou Wang took advantage of nobody noticing him and wanted to sneak out to find a place to hide until the end of the ball.

But apparently, someone had anticipated his move.

Even though Zhou Wang was heading in another direction, as soon as he crossed the crowd, he saw Ding Yi, hands behind her back and a playful smile on her face, waiting for him there in advance.

She wore a pure white long formal gown... Ding Yi could handle many colors, but in Zhou Wang’s impression, her favorite color has always been white, just opposite to the senior who loves black.

The tassels on the gown flowed like the wind, and on the godlike Ding Yi, it exuded an ethereal aura.

Seeing Zhou Wang, she proudly winked, then stepped forward, slightly bent her knees, and stretched out her hand, "Handsome gentleman, may I invite you to dance?"

Perhaps sensing Zhou Wang’s hesitation, Ding Yi bit her lip and said, "You owe me this... remember the graduation ball?"

Of all the countless weapons in the world, memories cut the deepest.

A slightly dazed Zhou Wang recalled the graduation ball hosted by Cai University Law School before the senior year graduation. Ding Yi had sent him a message inviting him to come along, saying she wanted to end their college life without regrets.

Zhou Wang didn’t reply to that message, nor did he attend the event that day...

After failing in entrepreneurship, Zhou Wang lost interest in all group activities.

Subconsciously, he was avoiding others’ gazes.

Later, Zhou Wang found out that Ding Yi also didn’t go that day.

So Ding Yi’s words weren’t wrong in any sense.

"Zhou Wang owed her that."

So, after gazing at the girl in front of him for a few seconds, Zhou Wang finally smiled and reached out to hold Ding Yi’s hand, leading her back into the dance floor.