Chapter 547 — An Awkward Predicament

By rights, the third auction session was the main event, the one where the truly fine goods went under the hammer and the great families made their moves. But Wei Zhao was not a man given to refined pretensions, and he had no interest whatsoever in the genuinely top-grade jewelry and antiques.

"Boss, isn't there anything you like?" Seeing that Wei Zhao had issued no instructions and had simply set the auction catalog aside, Fatty Lai asked, uneasy.

"Nothing worth my money." Wei Zhao shook his head. "If something catches your eye, go ahead. I'm going to sleep a while."

Fatty Lai gave a wry smile. Of all the people at the third auction session, Wei Zhao was probably the only one sleeping.

Feng Xiaoxiao was still sitting beside Wei Zhao. Even if he tried to shoo her away, she would not leave, so Wei Zhao did not bother to open his mouth.

"Hey, Wei Zhao, tell me, am I the girl who knows the most of your secrets?" Feng Xiaoxiao had no intention of letting him sleep, and tugged at him to talk.

"What do you mean by that?" Wei Zhao understood perfectly well, and pretended he did not.

"Tang Zhi doesn't know you started a company, does she? Doesn't know you can heal people, does she? Even those two young ladies at your home don't know you as well as I do, do they?" As she said this, Feng Xiaoxiao could not help feeling a little smug. When she thought about it, she was still the person who understood Wei Zhao best!

"Oh... maybe so." Wei Zhao spoke faintly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"........." Seeing Wei Zhao's utterly indifferent look, Feng Xiaoxiao could not help feeling annoyed. What sort of person was this, with not a shred of romantic feeling? If it were any other boy, he would probably be terribly excited. Could it be that her tone had not been suggestive enough?

Feng Xiaoxiao had never chased after a boy before, much less been in a relationship. All her knowledge came entirely from the internet and from books, so at this moment she had no idea how to respond, and could only sulk in silence.

"If there's nothing else, I'm going to sleep a while." Wei Zhao glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao. "I'm a bit tired."

"Then... I'm a bit tired too! I'll sleep too." Feng Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, leaned her body to one side, and laid her head on Wei Zhao's shoulder. "Good night!"

Wei Zhao frowned and tried to shift sideways, but Feng Xiaoxiao's head seemed to have grown a magnet: whichever way he moved, she followed. Surely Wei Zhao could not simply lie down on Guan Xuewen?

"Stop fooling around!" Wei Zhao snapped.

"Snore... snore..." Feng Xiaoxiao pretended to be asleep and ignored Wei Zhao.

Seeing Feng Xiaoxiao act so shamelessly, Wei Zhao's courage rose from his gall. So you want to play games with me? Then let us play to the end and see who loses out! Wei Zhao reached out and put his arm around Feng Xiaoxiao's fragrant shoulder, his hand wandering without restraint toward her chest.

"Ah—" Feng Xiaoxiao let out a low cry, and her face flushed scarlet in an instant! She had never expected Wei Zhao to be so bold as to assault her chest! Feng Xiaoxiao was about to leap up and kick Wei Zhao into lifelong childlessness!

But then Feng Xiaoxiao came to a sudden realization: she was the one seducing Wei Zhao here, and her aim was to make him like her. How could she unleash her childless-for-life kick on him? Now that he was touching her chest, shouldn't she put up a token resistance while welcoming him?

At this thought, Feng Xiaoxiao immediately grew a little coy. Having a boy touch her chest was, more or less, a loss for her, but to capture Wei Zhao's heart, a small sacrifice was only natural. If it were back when she had just met Wei Zhao, Feng Xiaoxiao would have absolutely rejected his touch, but now, in her heart, she truly felt a little of that token resistance mingled with welcome.

Ever since Wei Zhao had rescued her from the sea, and then again at the hotel the day before yesterday, Feng Xiaoxiao's hatred for Wei Zhao had faded to almost nothing. As for what she felt for him now, Feng Xiaoxiao herself could not say clearly, but she was all the more urgently eager to make Wei Zhao like her.

She had never known this state of mind before, so she did not think too deeply about it. At this moment she only felt that, this way, since he had touched her, he would probably feel he owed her from now on, wouldn't he? Perhaps, after touching and touching, he would come to like touching, unable to stop himself... "..."

Wei Zhao saw Feng Xiaoxiao stir, yet she began to let his hand rest on her chest without the slightest movement of resistance, and he could not help finding it strange! Surely Feng Xiaoxiao was not willing to sacrifice even her virtue for the sake of her scheme?

In that case, why should Wei Zhao hold back? Wei Zhao had never been a saint to begin with. His earlier avoidance of Feng Xiaoxiao had been entirely because he did not want her endlessly cooking up shoddy little plots to trip him up. Now that Feng Xiaoxiao had delivered herself to his door, there was no reason for Wei Zhao to refuse...

What was more, this was the first time Wei Zhao had truly touched a girl's chest. With Shen Yushu before, it had been nothing but a brief misunderstanding; when had he ever touched so firmly as this? Seeing that Feng Xiaoxiao did not refuse, Wei Zhao grew even bolder, and simply slid his hand all the way over.

Mm, this feels really nice, Wei Zhao thought. If only Tang Zhi would let me touch her too. But then he felt a little ashamed of the thought: the girl he was touching was Feng Xiaoxiao, and yet he had gone and thought of Tang Zhi. Granted, Feng Xiaoxiao might be sacrificing her modesty for some purpose of her own, but she was still a girl, wasn't she? Touching her for free like this seemed a bit dishonorable.

Yet Wei Zhao could not bear to let go. So, pretending to be asleep, he kept up his assault, and Feng Xiaoxiao was pretending to be asleep as well, though her face was so red it looked ready to drip blood and her breathing grew more and more ragged. At last she could hold back no longer; her hands clamped tight around Wei Zhao, she pressed her forehead to his chest, and a soft murmur rose in her throat, though what she was saying was impossible to tell.

Wei Zhao was suddenly rather embarrassed, and he realized he had gone too far with his game. Easy to touch or not, one could not simply touch wherever one liked, could one? A moment ago, on impulse, he had touched Feng Xiaoxiao, and now he was somewhat regretful. He hurriedly let go, yet he could not decide whether to push Feng Xiaoxiao away or let her keep holding him.

Fortunately, after a little while longer, Feng Xiaoxiao let go of Wei Zhao of her own accord, lifted her head, and looked at him with a touch of shyness: "Does it feel good?"

"This..." Wei Zhao said to himself that the old sayings all had their reasons; what did they mean by "he who takes a gift is obliged," and was he not the living example now? Still, Wei Zhao was not the sort to waver and dither. Since Feng Xiaoxiao had asked, he was unwilling to lie, and he nodded.

Having gotten Wei Zhao's affirmative answer, Feng Xiaoxiao could not help but smile: "You've never touched Tang Zhi?"

Wei Zhao shook his head.

"Then I'm the first?" Feng Xiaoxiao, for some reason, could not help but feel a little smug as she asked this.