Chapter 44: In the Clouds
The Bulgari Hotel is located by the Suzhou River, composed of the historic building [A historic building in Shanghai completed in 1916, representing early 20th-century commercial architecture.], completed in 1916, and a newly built 48-story modern tower.
The hotel rooms occupy the top eight floors of the tower and were carefully designed by the famous Italian architectural firm Antonio Citterio Patricia Viel.
For tonight's beautiful memory, Zhang Yang spent extravagantly and booked the ultra-luxurious river-view presidential suite on the top floor, costing 150,000 per night.
470 square meters (~5,059 sq ft), with double-height ceilings, overlooking the most beautiful skyline of Shanghai.
When the two stood in front of the enormous double-layer floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor, looking down at Suhe Bay beneath them while gazing at the Shanghai skyline in the distance, a strange feeling suddenly arose.
"I feel like… like I'm dreaming," Bei Wei sighed softly, hugging Zhang Yang's waist tightly, her heart already floating among the clouds.
"Let's drink some wine first, then we'll go take a shower," Zhang Yang said naturally, wrapping an arm around her slender waist.
Now that the moment had come, he actually felt no urgency at all. Why rush? The night was long. Standing inside such an ultra-luxurious river-view suite, stretching the prelude and letting the atmosphere build a little longer was worthy of the price of the room.
Rushing impatiently would only lower his image. Besides, she was already his-where could she possibly go?
Bei Wei gave a soft 'mm', looking completely willing to let Brother Zhang take the lead.
Zhang Yang found the complimentary bottle of Dom Pérignon that came with the suite and poured half a glass for each of them.
After clinking glasses, the two embraced while standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly admiring the extravagant night view while taking small sips of wine. Before they realized it, more than half the wine was gone.
After some time, Bei Wei's cheeks turned red.
"Brother Zhang, I'm going to take a shower."
She lowered her head, pressed her legs together slightly, and jogged into the nearest bathroom.
In a nearly 500-square-meter (~5,382 sq ft) suite, there was naturally more than one bathroom.
Listening to the sound of running water, Zhang Yang finished the remaining wine in one gulp and walked into another bathroom.
Inside the master bathroom, Bei Wei soaked in the Jacuzzi hydromassage bathtub, her heart pounding wildly.
The water temperature was perfect, and the flowing jets felt very comfortable.
Thinking about what was about to happen filled her heart with both nervousness and anticipation.
Just think about it-the dreamlike ultra-luxury suite in the clouds, the dazzling prosperity of Shanghai's night skyline right before her eyes. An experience like this might never happen again in her lifetime.
"How is Brother Zhang so good at this!"
Quietly getting out of the tub, she dried the water droplets and changed into a brand-new printed silk pajama set jointly created by Bulgari and La DoubleJ.
Bei Wei tiptoed lightly into the bedroom facing the magnificent Shanghai skyline.
In the bedroom was a classic four-poster bed frame, covered with bedding from Rivolta Carmignani.
When Bei Wei lay down, she felt as if she were lying on clouds.
"Why hasn't he come yet?"
She slipped under the blanket and pulled it up high, leaving only half her head exposed, waiting with nervous anticipation.
Footsteps gradually approached.
Bei Wei's face flushed red as she buried herself further under the blanket.
A few seconds later, a figure appeared in her line of sight against the night view outside.
Bei Wei froze.
Ah… that broad back…
When the figure turned around, her eyes widened instantly.
That body looked like a perfect Greek sculpture. Those chest muscles, the eight-pack abs, every muscle line clearly defined…
She suddenly felt like going back to the bathroom again.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Yang said with an amused look at her stunned expression. Honestly, he felt quite proud.
This perfect physique really had impact.
What did that prove? It proved that most girls' tastes were still normal. Some liked delicate pretty boys, sure, but who could resist a golden-ratio body with broad shoulders and a narrow waist that struck straight into the soul?
"Brother Zhang, your body is really… really…" Bei Wei stammered.
She actually had something she wanted to ask.
After all, Brother Zhang used to be overweight.
"Haven't you heard about cutting fat like the big fitness guys? Before was just my long bulking phase-muscle and fat growing together," Zhang Yang casually made something up.
A bulking phase lasting several years? What nonsense.
But Bei Wei actually believed it. She had to-because the evidence was right in front of her.
The ultra-luxury suite in the clouds, the dazzling Shanghai skyline outside, and Brother Zhang with his perfect physique. These details instantly ensured that tonight would become a moment she would never forget in her life.
She would call it a perfect memory.
"Zhang Yang… it's getting late," she murmured softly after some time, burying herself further under the blanket.
Zhang Yang paused for a moment, because she usually called him Brother Zhang. Why was she using his name today?
But thinking about it, Old Zhang wasn't that old either.
Looking closely, Bei Wei's fair shoulders were scattered with fluffy black hair, and her eyes were filled with endless tenderness.
Faced with such a scene, Zhang Yang naturally didn't hesitate any longer and stepped forward to pull Bei Wei into his arms.
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What is a gift?
Something worth giving-that is called a gift.
Among the clouds, and at the moment of reaching the peak, Zhang Yang obtained the thing he had long desired.
This feeling… really… was difficult to describe.
Sure enough, Brother Zhang was still Brother Zhang.
Zhang Yang gently stroked her hair. As he continued, Bei Wei's brows relaxed and she leaned slightly into his arms.
The night grew late. Resting her head on Zhang Yang's arm, she slept very peacefully.
Although Bei Wei had fallen asleep, Zhang Yang still wasn't sleepy.
Never before had he so strongly desired to own a house in Shanghai-a house that could look out at a view like this.
Taking out his phone, he browsed through the turbulent Shanghai real estate market.
Yunjin Oriental, Greentown Huangpu River, COFCO Seaview No. 1, and aside from old villas and historic houses, the ceiling of river-view luxury residences-Tomson Riviera…
[A high-end residential complex in Shanghai known for upscale riverfront living.], Greentown Huangpu River, [A premium river-view residential complex developed by COFCO in Shanghai.], and aside from old villas and historic houses, the ceiling of river-view luxury residences—[An ultra-luxury residential complex in Shanghai widely regarded as the pinnacle of riverfront apartments.]…
Late at night, Zhang Yang read with his blood boiling.
If he knew it was something completely out of reach, he wouldn't feel this excited. Precisely because it wasn't that far away-because it only required him to put in just a little effort-that his emotions surged so intensely.
"A 10% coupon, right? Upper limit one hundred million, right?"
Zhang Yang decided that his next top goal was to own a luxury residence in Shanghai worth over one hundred million.
And to achieve that goal, he would need several million-possibly even over ten million-in cash.
It looked like he really needed to focus on completing tasks and leveling up. At the very least, he needed to reach the point where he earned one hundred thousand a day.
Once he reached Level 5, he could earn one hundred thousand a day.
But to reach Level 5, he still needed a full fifty experience points.
A heavy responsibility and a long road ahead.
As he thought about it, drowsiness slowly crept in. Holding the soft, warm Bei Wei beside him with one arm, Zhang Yang gradually fell asleep.
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