A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

"..."

Zhou Rong calmly took a puff of his cigar as he watched the scene unfold before him. Amidst the swirling smoke, his gaze was fixed on the back of Lu Man's head, scrutinizing her every subtle reaction.

Although the woman's face could not be seen, just by looking at her resistant and dodging posture and her obviously resistant body language, it was clear that she could not possibly be this guy's girlfriend.

Of course, she couldn't possibly be a hostess or a prostitute.

Her identity then becomes obvious—she is indeed a policewoman.

Now, let's see how long this guy plans to keep up this act, and how long this policewoman can hold out.

He leisurely took another puff of his cigar, smiling as he looked at the two people opposite him, waiting for them to give up and wisely back down, thus ending this farce once and for all.

So, in the next few minutes—

"Oh my, my beauty, you've kept me waiting for so long, let me give you a kiss~"

Zhou Rong smiled broadly and took a drag of his cigarette.

"Oh my, my beauty, you've kept me waiting for so long, let me give you a kiss~"

Zhou Rong's eyes were playful as he took a drag of his cigarette.

"Oh my, my beauty, you've kept me waiting for so long, let me give you a kiss~"

Zhou Rong scratched his head and took a drag of his cigarette.

"Oh my, my beauty, you've kept me waiting for so long, let me give you a kiss~"

Zhou Rong frowned slightly and took a drag of his cigarette.

"Oh my, my beauty, you've kept me waiting for so long, let me give you a kiss~"

"..."

Zhou Rong took another drag and almost got diagnosed with lung cancer.

Fuck!

Has this kid never seen a woman before? Oh, where's your mom?

She's been staring at my face and kissing me for minutes, huh? This woman's even got a rhythm to it, is she playing QQ Dance on my computer?!

"Ahem... Mr. Jiang, how about... you two go back and kiss? I'm actually quite busy, I still have a lot of business to handle..."

"what?"

Jiang Ye, who was in the middle of a passionate kiss, paused, looked up at Zhou Rong across from him who was covered in black lines, and scratched his head sheepishly.

"Sorry, Uncle Zhou, I'm the kind of person who really focuses on foreplay, so it might have taken a little longer. Don't worry, don't worry, once I've built up the groundwork, I'll get right to the action!"

He acted immediately, his hand gripping Lu Man's buttocks suddenly tightening, and his thigh jerked upwards—

Caught off guard, Lu Man was thrown into the air, her body rising halfway up.

"Ouch!"

"Hmph! You little wench! Now you know how powerful I am, don't you?"

Jiang Ye grabbed her waist to prevent her from flying away, his lewd smile growing even wider, and his voice rising several octaves:

"Today I'll show you what real kisses, hugs, and piggyback rides really mean!"

"No, you... Ouch!"

"Hmph! Isn't that impressive?"

"You're amazing, my foot! Do you have... ouch!"

"You've got the skills, huh? Everyone around here knows about them! Just you wait and see!"

"Jiang Ye! Are you really out of your mind... Ouch!"

"Do you submit?! Say it! Do you submit?!"

"I admire you, I admire you so much... Ouch!"

"Hmph! Still being stubborn! Today I'm going to make up for your regret of never having played on a trampoline! Let's fly!"

"I freaking... ouch!"

Zhou Rong: "..."

He stared at the extremely bizarre and unimaginable scene before him, took a puff of his cigar, and remained silent for a full minute.

Shengtian Police...

Did they really think of Zhou Rong as a complete idiot with zero intelligence?

Putting aside the fact that if this kid had that kind of skill, he could earn more money playing ring toss in the park than as a policeman;

Not to mention that the policewoman was clearly at her breaking point; if she hadn't been constantly interrupted while being jostled around, she probably would have already started cursing.

Just to mention one point—

You're still wearing your jeans! Are you trying to be some kind of trapeze artist?!

"hehe......"

Zhou Rong looked at Jiang Ye, who was having a great time playing and whose forehead was even slightly sweaty, and clapped his hands in a fit of anger:

"Mr. Jiang, since that's your attitude, let's call it a night. Although I'm not particularly interested in this kind of thing, I'm not some naive young man who's never experienced anything."

He stood up, straightened his shirt collar, and gave the impression that he should leave:

"Gentlemen, please leave. Continuing this will only waste each other's time."

"Tsk!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ye abruptly stopped his leg-splitting motion.

He looked regretfully at Lu Man in his arms, whose long hair was a mess, whose eyes were glazed over, and who was clearly showing signs of a concussion from being jostled around. He sighed heavily.

"Oh no... Miss Lu, this old man isn't a virgin, he actually knows that hugging won't get you pregnant, look at this..."

"Look...what am I looking at!"

Lu Man finally managed to steady herself, taking several deep breaths to calm her turbulent blood pressure. Hearing Jiang Ye's words, she was trembling with anger:

"Young Master Jiang! Have you had your fun? What does it matter to me whether he's a virgin or not? I... Hey! What are you doing? Hey!"

Before she could finish speaking, the man in front of her reluctantly pursed his lips, reached under the covers and groped around for a few moments, then tilted his head back, hunched his shoulders, and stretched out his arm—

The short-sleeved shirt he was wearing had been taken off and tossed casually into the corner of the sofa.