Chapter 140: The Price of a Foul Mouth!

Su Xue, Chu Jun, and Bai Bing were continuously vomiting, drinking water, rinsing their mouths, and vomiting again, looking as though they were desperate to go to the hospital to have their stomachs pumped. Wang Zheng wondered inwardly, could it really be that exaggerated? Didn't they just say it was delicious?

"What is wrong with you all? Snake meat is tender, delicious, high in protein, and low in cholesterol. Furthermore, it invigorates Qi, nourishes the blood, strengthens tendons and bones, clears collaterals, nourishes the skin, and enhances beauty. Moroccan princesses eat this stuff, so why are you throwing it up?" Wang Zheng was utterly bewildered by the three women's actions. This was a marvelous tonic, and legend had it that eating snake meat could effectively prolong sexual endurance... After all, when two snakes mated, it usually lasted anywhere from six to twenty-four hours!

"Shut up!" Bai Bing snapped fiercely, then stormed out of the restroom, while Su Xue and Chu Jun continued to retch incessantly inside. Every time Wang Zheng brought up the snake meat, their stomachs would convulse as if a live snake were wriggling around inside them, invariably triggering another bout of vomiting. Not only did they throw up the snake meat, but judging by the scale of their purging, they probably regurgitated beef and mutton as well.

Such a waste! Wang Zheng sighed to himself.

"Bro, did you do that on purpose?" Su Xue crawled out of the restroom with a pale face. "You knew full well that I'm terrified of snakes. Let alone eating snake meat, just hearing about it or seeing one makes my hair stand on end and gives me the creeps. You... I am utterly sickened by you!" Su Xue kept complaining to Wang Zheng as she collapsed flat onto the floor, completely drained of strength.

"Snakes are so cute, especially the golden python. When I was in Africa, I raised one. It wasn't fierce at all, very gentle, with a gorgeous color, and sometimes at night it would crawl right into my sleeping bag...!"

"Bro, I'm begging you, stop talking. Careful or I might crawl into your sleeping bag tonight and make sure you can't sleep a wink!" Su Xue looked bitterly at Wang Zheng; she simply couldn't take it anymore. If she kept lying here, Wang Zheng would probably ramble on endlessly. So, with her remaining strength, the limp Su Xue wriggled across the floor like a snake, finally making it back to her room and slamming the door shut with a loud bang!

Good grief. Was I wrong? They really are cute! Leaving aside docile, non-venomous creatures like the golden python, Wang Zheng had even kept a deadly black mamba before. Disgusting? They're adorable!

Following Su Xue's departure, Chu Jun also emerged from the restroom looking deathly pale, swaying slightly as she walked past Wang Zheng without stopping, heading straight for her own room. The impact of eating snake meat had been traumatic enough for Su Xue and Bai Bing, let alone the more delicate Chu Jun. Wang Zheng understood these women less and less; they had all claimed it smelled delicious while eating. Why was the gap before and after consumption so vast?

Wang Zheng couldn't help turning his gaze toward Bai Bing, who was still beside him, and asked, "Aren't you going back to your room?"

Hearing this, Bai Bing shook her head slightly. Her complexion had recovered somewhat, showing at least a hint of color. She pointed a finger toward the rooms of Su Xue and Chu Jun, then pointed at herself and said, "I won."

"What?"

"I said: I won!" Bai Bing declared loudly. "Su Xue already made it clear that you lost. And Chu Jun's reaction fully demonstrated that she did not enjoy the meat you grilled. Therefore, I won this bet, and don't you forget the stakes. I'll give you half a month. If you renege on the bet and fail to fulfill your promise to me... don't blame me for being unpolite!"

With that, Bai Bing walked back to her room with a smug, triumphant look on her face. She was smiling—a triumphant smile.

I... lost? Wang Zheng was dumbfounded. He had clearly won just moments before. This rollercoaster of joy and sorrow, shifting from heaven to hell in a single day, was entirely too fast!

"Slap!" Wang Zheng reached out and slapped his own mouth. He cursed himself for having a loose tongue and mentioning snake meat, which caused him to lose, while Bai Bing snatched victory from the jaws of defeat. How bloody depressing!

Perhaps nauseated by Wang Zheng's grilled snake meat, all three women retreated to their respective rooms and lay down, refusing to get up. Considering it was only eight o'clock, Wang Zheng found it far too early to sleep, leaving him with no choice but to go out for a stroll to clear his head.

Wang Zheng didn't call Liao Tong; instead, he decided to launch a surprise attack. He had heard she was anchoring the news tonight, and combined with some other work, Wang Zheng guessed she would be working overtime again.

Everything today had unfolded beyond Wang Zheng's expectations, save for this one thing. When he arrived at the television station, Liao Tong was indeed at her desk, writing something.

Even in the presence of outsiders, Wang Zheng dared to be intimate with Liao Tong, let alone now when they were completely alone—an opportunity he naturally wouldn't let slip. Without further ado, he pushed the door open, approached her, embraced her, and gave her a passionate kiss!

Liao Tong was long accustomed to this form of greeting. Or rather, one could say she thoroughly enjoyed it. After all, it had been a few days since she last shared intimacy with Wang Zheng; for a woman who had just recently tasted carnal pleasures, her heart was filled with a craving for sex. Especially after experiencing those intense, exhilarating, and passionate encounters from previous times, it was utterly soul-stirring and bone-melting. Much like a drug addiction, once hooked, feeling uneasy all over after a single day without it, and practically wishing for death if deprived for two or three days!

Thus, Liao Tong's fervor in returning Wang Zheng's kiss was in no way inferior to his own, perhaps even surpassing it. Liao Tong undoubtedly possessed a tremendous talent in this regard; in just a few days, she had mastered French kissing to such a consummate degree. Being with a woman like this, even a simple kiss became exceptionally intoxicating!

"How much longer do you need?" Wang Zheng asked after they finally parted.

"We can leave right now!" Liao Tong looked at Wang Zheng and closed the files on her desk. It was clear she didn't want Wang Zheng waiting around for her; she knew men detested being made to wait by women. Liao Tong's mature consideration manifested once again at this moment.

Wang Zheng wasn't in a hurry. He was still feeling deeply depressed about losing a car because of his loose tongue. So, he lifted Liao Tong up from her chair, took her seat instead, and pulled her right into his lap so she sat straddling his thighs, while his hands gently wrapped around her slender waist.

"Keep working. I love how focused and dedicated you look when you work—it's utterly mesmerizing!" Wang Zheng said with a smile.

"Give me half an hour, and we can leave right after, alright?" Seeing how understanding he was of her work, Liao Tong was overjoyed. She turned back to place a gentle kiss on Wang Zheng's forehead, then turned around to resume the work she had left unfinished.

Naturally, Wang Zheng couldn't just sit idly either. He had spent the whole day hearing Bai Bing go on about a Maserati GranTurismo Automatic, though he had no idea how much it cost. Seizing the moment, Wang Zheng pulled his right hand away from Liao Tong's waist and used the open computer to search for the car Bai Bing had demanded!

GT typically referred to high-performance, highly reliable, high-horsepower sports cars, serving as a general term for high-performance vehicles. And naturally, any high-performance sports car came with a hefty price tag.

Wang Zheng didn't care about the car's specifications; he simply wanted to figure out how much money a single careless remark had cost him!

Hmm? After a brief search, Wang Zheng found himself somewhat puzzled. The Maserati GranTurismo Automatic mentioned by Bai Bing seemed to have just debuted at an auto show and hadn't even hit the market yet. Where on earth was Wang Zheng supposed to buy one? He pondered whether he had misheard the English words at the end. Impossible; back in his fleeing days, he was even a man who had begged for food using English, so he couldn't possibly have misheard.

This Bai Bing was truly ruthless, killing without leaving a trace of blood. Wang Zheng deeply regretted agreeing too hastily without doing a quick computer search beforehand.

Wang Zheng had stated that he never lied to women. Since he had given his word to Bai Bing, he had to figure out a way to procure a car, wondering if manufacturers even accepted pre-orders right now. The warrior of the Hundred Tribes wasn't Doraemon, and even he encountered tricky situations. Still, there was no need to fear difficulties—with the Foreign Devil around, everything was under control! Every time he ran into such a predicament, the image of the Foreign Devil always surfaced in Wang Zheng's mind. After all, that fellow's connections were so vast that even Wang Zheng deeply admired them. How should he put it? In this world, there wasn't a single merchant who wouldn't give him face. In the Foreign Devil's view, the entire world was material, and anything that could be solved with money would undoubtedly be handled for you.

Wang Zheng had experienced that fellow's capabilities more than once, so he was accustomed to delegating such luxury matters to him. However, to that bastard, a car didn't even qualify as a luxury; islands, private jets, and manors were the sort of things that counted as luxuries in his eyes, considering the fellow only drank ten-thousand-dollar red wines!

Tsk. Bai Bing actually dared to plot against me; I will definitely not spare her later. I must get my revenge and take full advantage of this!

Time slipped away amidst Wang Zheng's resentment toward Bai Bing and his silent cursing. Because he had been inwardly denouncing Bai Bing's crimes, he completely lost track of time.

"Are you looking to buy a car?" Liao Tong asked Wang Zheng, glancing at the images on the screen.

"Don't even mention it. I lost a bet with someone. The crux of it is that I actually won first, but because I uttered a sentence I shouldn't have, I ended up losing instead." Wang Zheng recounted the previous wager with Bai Bing. The mere recollection put a bitter expression back on his face, though fortunately, having Liao Tong in his arms made him feel a bit better. Of course, the prerequisite was that Wang Zheng's hands were wandering all over Liao Tong's body, using this method to vent the frustration bottled up inside him.

Liao Tong chuckled softly. Wang Zheng's hands seemed imbued with a certain magic, leaving trails of intense heat and a tickling sensation wherever they passed.

"Knowing full well that Su Xue is terrified of snakes, you still told her it was snake meat. See if you dare to run your mouth off again!" Liao Tong said with a smile.

"Are you lecturing me?" Wang Zheng asked mischievously. The hand resting on her chest suddenly applied pressure, causing Liao Tong's body to shiver and instantly go limp. Looking at the beauty in his arms, Wang Zheng suddenly conceived a rather splendid idea.

It seemed... as though they had never done it in an office before. Wouldn't making love in an office be terribly thrilling? Besides, they had consumed a lot of snake meat earlier, and snake meat was supposed to be a massive tonic... lasting anywhere from six to twenty-four hours...!

"Shall we do it right here?"