Chapter 151: The Charm of That Kiss!

ch supporters of Su Fuhua over the years and were under his protection. However, Wang Zheng was clearly opposing the Su faction at Su Fuhua’s birthday banquet. If something romantic happened between S...Chapter 151: The Charm of That Kiss!

When Zhang Mingqi took the initiative, Wang Zheng felt a bit out of place. However, seeing the tenderness in her beautiful big eyes, some part of his heart started to soften.

"To be honest, I really don't like drinking alcohol, especially imported wine," Wang Zheng said as he gently swirled the red liquid in his glass: "Although I can drink all day without getting drunk and am almost immune to alcohol, I still can’t stand its strange taste."

Zhang Mingqi smiled and replied, "Alright then. It's good that I don't have to ask my dad for help anymore."

Wang Zheng put down his chopsticks and emptied the glass of wine in one go, only then feeling satisfied as he wiped his mouth, praising her: "Who would've thought that Miss Zhang Mingqi, a lady of such stature, could cook such delicious meals Which man in all of Beijing is luckier than me"

Zhang Mingqi felt very pleased by Wang Zheng's words; she smiled and said: "If you want to eat, you can come over every day."

What she said now was a bit ambiguous. However, for someone like Zhang Mingqi who is adept at maneuvering through the business world, saying something so low-key wasn't easy.

The extent of damage that such an alluring beauty could inflict on men by saying these words was unimaginable.

Zhang Mingqi's gaze flickered under the warm lighting, exuding a natural charm and allure mixed with a hint of homely warmth. The atmosphere in the room gradually became romantic.

Wang Zheng found it hard to resist such temptation; he reached out his hand to gently lift Zhang Mingqi’s crystal-white chin. She didn't resist at all, slightly tilting her neck and looking straight into Wang Zheng's eyes with a burning gaze.

Seeing Zhang Mingqi this way made Wang Zheng feel like he was losing control of himself; his hand lightly caressed her smooth cheek. He started to enjoy the feeling. After rubbing for a while, Wang Zheng felt that the atmosphere had become too ambiguous, so he cleared his throat softly and stopped.

"I can't," Wang Zheng said mysteriously, averting his gaze from Zhang Mingqi's tempting red lips.

"I understand," Zhang Mingqi replied with a lowered gaze, her eyes slightly showing a hint of disappointment.

Between intelligent people, there is no need for excessive conversation to understand each other's intentions.

Zhang Mingqi's pretty face turned slightly red. She knew that Wang Zheng had long understood her feelings, but now was not the right time. With great vengeance yet to be achieved and an uncertain future ahead, she didn't even know if they would both still be alive years later. How could they openly reveal their hearts without any reservations

Wang Zheng thought similarly; he bore a deep hatred that made his path of revenge fraught with unknown dangers. He might get injured, bleed, or even die, just like those comrades who had fallen before him. Wang Zheng knew Zhang Mingqi's feelings for him and had developed affection towards her as well. They had been through much together during this period, facing enemies they couldn't defeat but had to struggle against.

If it weren't for Wang Zheng's selfishness, Zhang Mingqi’s life wouldn’t have changed so dramatically either. Without knowing the truth, perhaps she would still be that woman striving hard in business circles, instead of constantly thinking about avenging her mother.

Wang Zheng wasn't a man without responsibility; rather, it was precisely because he had too much sense of duty that he couldn’t accept such feelings.

However, Wang Zheng was certain: He would never forget Zhang Mingqi’s hand reaching out to him just before his first encounter with Su Fuhua when he rashly wanted to kill the man and then went into exile.

It was that very touch which instantly cooled down his heated mind.

Their rapport was so profound, yet so warm.

Although it seemed Wang Zheng altered Zhang Mingqi's life, conversely speaking, Zhang Mingqi had also changed the course of Wang Zheng’s life.

Sitting side by side on the balcony sofa and gazing at Beijing's night views, a comforting atmosphere enveloped them both.

Zhang Mingqi gently held Wang Zheng’s hand again and said softly: "Since I found out the truth, I felt very lost and helpless. I wanted to pretend nothing had happened, forget about that formidable enemy, and return to my former uneventful life. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t possible. During that period, society seemed so unfamiliar to me; no one could be trusted. I felt more exhausted than ever before, wishing for someone to talk to or rely on."

"But during that time, what occupied my thoughts most was you. Even though I recognized that you were merely using me, I still missed you for reasons I couldn't explain."

Zhang Mingqi gazed into the vast night sky with a distant and gentle look.

"Perhaps subconsciously, I knew you were my only comrade-in-arms, which is why..."

She lightly rested her head on Wang Zheng’s shoulder; her scent gradually spread out like ripples.

"Wang Zheng, I am very clear that without your support beside me, I couldn't have moved forward in the future."

Wang Zheng stroked Zhang Mingqi's wavy long hair and softly said, "Don't worry, I'm here, always here."

Hearing his words, Zhang Mingqi suddenly sat up straight, her eyes burning with intensity as she looked at Wang Zheng. Her determined voice carried a hint of fear: "But I am so afraid. Afraid that one day you might not be there anymore, and afraid that one day I won’t be here either. This path is so long, so distant, and so dangerous—I really worry about something happening that can't be reversed."

"I’m certain the things you're talking about will never happen," Wang Zheng comforted Zhang Mingqi with words, but in his heart, he wasn’t entirely sure. The enemy was too powerful, and there were so many dangers on this path. Even someone as strong as Wang Zheng couldn't be absolutely certain that he would ultimately prevail.

"I understand you are trying to comfort me, but I don’t want any regrets. Before those uncertain days, let me do something definite," Zhang Mingqi held up Wang Zheng's face with both hands, the passionate gaze in her eyes melting his heart, making him tremble.

Wang Zheng looked at Zhang Mingqi’s determined and pretty face, feeling a sense of不忍and pain. This emotion gradually softened under her intense gaze.

"But..."

Wang Zheng wanted to say something more but found his mouth covered by Zhang Mingqi's fiery lips. A dull explosion sounded in his mind as he lost the words and tasted only the fragrance and heat of Zhang Mingqi's kiss.

The two fell onto the sofa, passionately kissing each other fiercely, as if they wanted to melt into one another’s bodies.

The atmosphere on the balcony was romantic. The originally cold moonlight shining on them began to feel warm and gentle.

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"Dad, you finally woke up." Upper Song Shishi sat by her father's bedside, looking at him who had lost a lot of weight, her nose stinging as tears fell.

The上官family patriarch had been in an inexplicable coma for a long time. As the leader of the Upper Song family, this fainting fully thrust the business prodigy Shishi to the forefront under the spotlight and allowed everyone to witness that without Upper Song Zheng, the giant warship of Jirong International could still advance steadily through all obstacles.

Thanks to Old Man Wang Fanhé’s intervention, this time the patriarch was able to wake up. During this period, people from the Upper Song family sought out renowned doctors both domestically and internationally but none of them could address the illness effectively; no one dared to propose even a slightly plausible solution because the person lying in bed was not only the head of the Upper Song family but also an influential business magnate in China—nobody had the nerve to use him as a guinea pig for experiments.

The only one with the capability to save people and who wouldn't hesitate to do so was Old Man Wang Fanhua.

Even with his reputation as a "poison doctor," it took him trying many methods before he finally identified the source of poisoning for Shangguan Jiazeng.

This clearly indicated how much the hidden enemy valued Shangguan Jiazeng, and no one could tell whether this person had more tricks up his sleeve.

Even Old Man Wang Fanhua praised the inventor of this new synthetic poison—either a genius or a madman.

This was precisely why Wang Zheng felt that the situation was exceptionally complicated. The enemy seemed to know everything about Shangguan Jiazeng's daily life, and it wasn't possible for someone who wasn't extremely close to him to secretly poison such an astute business tycoon.

After lying in wait for a long time with ruthless methods, striking once and succeeding without anyone knowing if there would be another strike or who the next target would be—Wang Zheng himself was unsure about this too.

However, Wang Zheng was curious as to why Old Man Fanhua had saved Shangguan Jiazeng. If they were complete strangers, he wouldn't believe it; his presence in the capital wasn't solely for safeguarding Shangguan Pozi.

Old Man Wang Fanhua hadn't told him many things yet, leaving Wang Zheng feeling frustrated.

"Pozi, my daughter has been working very hard these past months," Shangguan Jiazeng said with a smile. After being in a coma for several months, he looked gaunt and thin, but now that he was awake, the pallor on his face had receded, giving way to vitality.

In Shangguan Jiazeng’s eyes, his daughter was always a rebellious girl who wouldn’t follow orders despite her high intelligence. At times, this made him quite exasperated. However, he never expected that she alone could boost the market value of Great Fusion International by five percentage points—this couldn't be explained merely in terms of ability or luck; it was an unparalleled talent.

"As long as you wake up, Dad, everything else is secondary," Shangguan Pozi said earnestly.

Shangguan Jiazeng felt moved by his daughter's words but wouldn't be too emotional. He changed the subject and asked, "There must have been quite a few things happening during these months. Tell me all about them."

"Quite a lot has happened," Shangguan Pozi was just about to speak when there was an authoritative shout at the entrance of the ward.

"You can't go in!"g smiled warmly as he replied, "I've taken it to heart."The third generation of the old Han family had put in countless efforts to get Wang Zheng to take up leadership over the Dragon Scale unit once...