Chapter 022: The Restaurant and the Sweet Spot

In terms of results, Old Man Tang had indeed succeeded.

By allying with the Ma family, he could join forces with them on equal terms, and by attaching himself to Wang Bo, he could gain endless wealth—after all, with the Copy Mirror in hand, Wang Bo truly didn't care about money.

As much as you want.

Whether it was gold or gems, they were all measured in tons.

In this era, even Li the Superhuman was not as wealthy as Wang Bo.

Back in the room, Wang Bo went upstairs and handed the clothes to Tang Xin. Before long, Tang Xin emerged from the room, having changed into an elegant long dress.

The white dress was designed in a casual style, slim-fitting and figure-flattering. Wrapped around Tang Xin's body, it instantly accentuated her alluring figure.

The soft and comfortable fabric cinched at the waist further accentuated Tang Xin's slender waist, and the thoughtful patchwork design added a touch of fashionable beauty.

The exquisitely crafted hem of the skirt was even more lively, showcasing the delicate side of femininity.

It can be said that this outfit showed off Tang Xin's figure from every angle.

Wang Bo couldn't help but give a thumbs-up for this.

"How is it? Does it look good?" Tang Xin stood in front of Wang Bo, and seeing the somewhat intense gaze in his eyes, she awkwardly smoothed her hair.

"Beautiful, incredibly beautiful." Wang Bo gave a thumbs-up and nodded.

This was not an exaggeration; Wang Bo genuinely thought that Tang Xin, wearing the patchwork dress, was stunningly beautiful. It was probably because her figure was naturally excellent, a veritable clothes hanger.

She could perfectly carry off such high-end and elegant clothes, which accentuated her graceful and charming temperament.

Old Man Tang belatedly hugged Tang Xin. "Beautiful. My daughter looks beautiful no matter what she wears."

Tang Xin couldn't help but let out a coquettish sound, then stepped forward and took Wang Bo's arm. "Dad, I'm really hungry. Why don't we go to the restaurant and eat now?"

Wang Bo smiled knowingly. After such intense exercise, how could she not be hungry?

Old Man Tang did not object, but he did not follow along. Instead, he said, "You go ahead. I won't be coming. I still have some matters to attend to back home."

Tang Xin immediately understood that her father was creating an opportunity for her. She did not insist, but instead urged him not to overwork himself, then took Wang Bo's hand and headed toward the restaurant.

The two of them left the room, took the elevator to the restaurant, and Tang Xin found a seat by the window. She asked the waiter for a menu and placed it in front of Wang Bo.

"Take a look and see if there's anything you like to eat." As she spoke, her gaze fixed on Wang Bo's face, and she couldn't help but recall his steel-like physique, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Although Wang Bo had been in this world for nearly a month, he had all three meals at home every day and had never actually tasted Hong Kong's cuisine, so he pushed the menu back again.

"You order, please."

Tang Xin originally wanted to decline, but then she thought that the other party seemed to have “never” been to Hong Kong Island. She smiled knowingly and said, “Alright, I’ll order. Let’s have a few of Hong Kong Island’s specialty dishes.”

Wang Bo said awkwardly yet politely, "Whatever makes you happy."

Tang Xin ordered a few dishes and returned the menu to the waiter. "Let's start with these, and we'll order more if it's not enough."

"Very well, ma'am." The waiter nodded slightly and took the menu to place the order.

Tang Xin placed her elbows on the table, propping her cheek with one hand, tilting her head to look at Wang Bo. Her gaze was deep and captivating, reflecting his face.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

"I'm wondering what kind of person you are," Tang Xin said.

"Then what kind of person do you think I am?" Wang Bo asked. Among the women he knew, the one before him was probably the one with whom he had progressed the fastest.

Whether it was Wu Zetian, Hanyue, or Yushu, they all engaged in deep communication only after some contact.

And this Tang Xin in front of him had engaged in deep conversation at their first meeting, which meant Wang Bo was actually not familiar with her, even though the two had already seen each other's most candid side.

Tang Xin said, 'I always thought you were a refined man—after all, you're an internationally renowned conductor, having grown up studying music, so you should be full of artistic cells. But I never expected you to be so rude, on our first meeting you just...'

As she finished speaking, her face was flushed.

Wang Bo found it amusing. "So, your illusions are shattered?"

Tang Xin nodded, then shook her head.

Wang Bo asked curiously, "You nod and then shake your head—what does that mean?"

Tang Xin glanced at Wang Bo and said in a low voice, "You are indeed very different from what I imagined, but... but I prefer the you now."

"Like me as I am now?" Wang Bo looked at Tang Xin in surprise, finding that she did not avoid his gaze but instead stared back at him with bright eyes, a hint of infatuation in her look.

Wang Bo grew even more astonished and couldn't help asking, "Why do you prefer the current me? Could it be that you dislike music?"

"No, no, no." Tang Xin quickly waved her hand and said, "It's not that I dislike music, it's just..."

“But what?”

"It's just that I prefer men who are full of masculine vigor."

Wang Bo suddenly understood upon hearing this. Although he didn't have the exaggerated muscles of a fitness coach, when it came to masculinity, Wang Bo was second to none.

Superman's steel body can absorb sunlight to evolve.

Ripple Qigong is the imitation of the power of the sun.

It could be said that every inch of Wang Bo's skin, every bone, from the inside out, exuded the aura of sunlight, and his angular body contained explosive power.

He could absolutely be described as a man full of masculine vigor.

Wang Bo recalled some details of his first encounter with Tang Xin in the bathroom; no wonder when he had held her back then, the woman had gone limp on the spot.

So it was right in the strike zone.

Putting himself in her shoes, if a young lady with long straight black hair and an explosive figure stood before him, completely naked and throwing herself into his arms, Wang Bo couldn't refuse either.

Even if this young lady's features weren't delicate, as long as she wasn't ugly and was a little bit pretty, the Wang Bo of the past would definitely have groveled at her feet.

After all, men and women are the same; everyone has a lustful side.

This is human nature.

Before long, the dishes Tang Xin had ordered arrived, all of them Hong Kong specialties: clear soup beef brisket, Hong Kong-style roast meats, rice noodle rolls, char siu (barbecued pork), shrimp dumplings, fish balls, and so on.

Tang Xin picked up her chopsticks and placed a piece of char siu in Wang Bo's bowl.

"Taste it, how is it?"

Wang Bo took a bite, chewed a few times, and forced a faint smile.