nycdaug Chapter 347 The Lost Olsen
Chapter 347 The Lost Olsen
Tonight, Ben West is going to the post-game press conference with Nash.
As the Nets' only number one draft pick, Ben West rarely receives this kind of treatment now.
But he played really well today.
His 10 assists on the offensive end helped alleviate Wang Xiucheng's playmaking responsibilities.
On the defensive end, he held the opponent's star player Tatum to just 7 of 22 field goal attempts, including only 2 of 10 three-point attempts.
This is far from Tatum's season average of over 35% three-point shooting percentage.
After a quick rinse, Wang Xiucheng said goodbye to the assistant coach and left the court for the parking lot.
A snowflake suddenly landed on Wang Xiucheng's eyelid.
Snowing!
Wang Xiucheng suddenly realized why Scarlett O'Hara had come to New York again.
Should we invite this lady to watch the snow tonight?
After getting into the car, Wang Xiucheng and his group returned to the Four Seasons Hotel.
Although he owns a new property in the Stanway Building, Wang Xiucheng decided to stay at the Four Seasons Hotel today.
After all, the chance to meet Scarlett in New York is rare.
As usual, Wang Xiucheng entered the hotel through the back door and found Scarlett sitting in the restaurant eating.
However, she wasn't alone; Olsen, who was watching the game with Scarlett, was also there.
As always, those waiting here gave Wang Xiucheng a round of applause.
Wang Xiucheng nodded in response, then went inside and sat down directly next to Scarlett and opposite Olsen.
Scarlett sighed.
She knew Wang Xiucheng was back as soon as the applause started.
She had originally planned to take Olson out for a meal.
But Olsen was so stubborn that he insisted on eating at the Four Seasons Hotel restaurant.
Olsen didn't know what got into him, but he had always said that the food here was delicious.
As long as I live in my own home, I will definitely eat here.
Scarlett didn't care at all.
But now that Wang Xiucheng is living here, she doesn't want Olsen to see him.
But it was clear that he could no longer stop it.
Scarlett knew very well that Wang Xiucheng's silver tongue would definitely make Olsen completely swoon.
If he couldn't even resist it himself, how could Olson possibly resist it?
"What are you two sisters eating?"
As soon as Wang Xiucheng sat down, the thing Scarlett had feared happened.
Olsen stared at Wang Xiucheng as if he were a child looking at a beloved toy.
In fact, from the moment Wang Xiucheng appeared in the restaurant, Olsen's eyes never left him.
"Fruit salad."
Olsen looked at Wang Xiucheng and answered with a glint in his eyes.
"Is it delicious?" Wang Xiucheng asked again.
Olsen nodded slightly, his clear, autumn-water-like eyes fixed on Wang Xiucheng's face, a smile unconsciously playing on his lips.
A little salad dressing was stuck on Olsen's lips, and Wang Xiucheng wished he could reach out and wipe it off for her.
Olsen felt a magnetic pull from this big boy, which held her gaze firmly in place.
"Then I'll try the salad today."
Wang Xiucheng got up and went to the food area.
“Hey!” Scarlett snapped her fingers in front of Olsen’s eyes.
This pulled Olsen's gaze away from Wang Xiucheng.
"Don't fall in love with him, he has a girlfriend," Scarlett warned, her brow furrowing slightly.
"You?" Olsen looked at Scarlett, paused for a moment, and then said.
Olsen became suspicious of Scarlett from the moment she mentioned that Wang Xiucheng lived upstairs from her.
Otherwise, why would Scarlett insist on taking her to watch basketball when she came to stay at her house for a few days?
She knew perfectly well that she didn't like basketball at all.
It's because she wanted to go herself!
"Don't joke like that." Scarlett seemed a little angry.
Olsen didn't speak, but the slight upturn of his lips clearly showed his disbelief.
Scarlett knew that Olson was always very smart, and it would be impossible to persuade him without some evidence.
“You know, the apartment above my house is a top-floor flat worth 4000 million. I had my eye on that flat, but then I was told it was already reserved.”
Scarlett glanced at Wang Xiucheng, who was still getting food, and then quickened her pace to continue speaking.
“Wang Xiucheng transferred to the Nets last October. I asked the property management, and Wang Xiucheng has been living here since then.”
"Although the property management didn't say who owns the house, I met someone in the elevator last month, you see."
Scarlett took out her phone, quickly found a photo, and showed it to Olsen.
The phone showed a woman who looked slim but was very tall.
Judging from the angle, it seems that Scarlett O'Hara secretly took the photo from the corner of the elevator.
"She was wearing sunglasses, a mask, and a hat, but judging from her figure and demeanor, as well as her luxury clothing, she must be a very famous person. The key point is that she went to the 76th floor, which is above my home."
"This means she is Wang Xiucheng's girlfriend, and very likely the real owner of that house."
Olsen frowned slightly. "What are you trying to say?"
“What I’m trying to say is that Wang Xiucheng isn’t the kind of conservative Chinese person you think he is. He has a girlfriend, and…” Scarlett paused slightly, “and probably has many girlfriends…”
"So?" Olson asked, puzzled. "Isn't he unmarried?"
Scarlett sighed and said nothing more.
Olsen was clearly captivated by Wang Xiucheng.
Just like I was at the beginning.
And now Wang Xiucheng has returned with the food.
"What are you two talking about? Are you talking about me?"
As soon as Wang Xiucheng sat down, he began to speak in a vulgar manner.
“We were just talking about you.” Olsen rested his chin on his hand, looking at Wang Xiucheng. “We were guessing whether you like older women.”
Scarlett's expression changed at this moment.
You've just walked right into a trap.
Sure enough, Wang Xiucheng's voice rang out: "That depends on how much bigger."
Wang Xiucheng looked at Olsen's distinctive green eyes, characteristic of his Nordic heritage, and said earnestly, "Someone this size is just right, like my sister."
Upon hearing this, Olsen's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward, asking, "Why do you like older women?"
"You're good at taking care of people." Wang Xiucheng leaned forward as well. "You know I left China for the US a long time ago, and I was unfamiliar with the place..."
Seeing that Olsen seemed somewhat lost, Scarlett stood up, grabbed Olsen without saying a word, and led him toward the elevator in the distance.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xiucheng's voice continued to ring out.
"It's snowing in New York tonight..."
Scarlett paused upon hearing this, as if she had remembered something.
The next moment, Scarlett pulled Olsen into the elevator.
Wang Xiucheng waved to them, even though he knew they couldn't see him.
More than half an hour later, Wang Xiucheng returned to the top-floor apartment.
Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Wang Xiucheng watched the snowflakes hit the glass and then melt, turning into meltwater that flowed down the windowpane.
Wang Xiucheng took out his phone and sent out a few messages.
"I want to watch the snow with you, and I also want to watch you with the snow."
"It's snowing, and I'm a little cold. Can you hug me, sister?"
"I want to become pure white snow and fall on your shoulder."
"On a snowy day, I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to be in your arms."
Every few minutes, Wang Xiucheng would send a message to Sijia.
But the woman never replied to my message.
Wang Xiucheng didn't know if these sweet nothings from the Chinese internet would work on Americans.
About an hour later, Wang Xiucheng felt a little sleepy and was about to go back to sleep when his phone rang.
"Pick me up."
It was a text message from Scarlett, containing only this one sentence.
Wang Xiucheng smiled, immediately got up, left the apartment, and went to the elevator. He saw that the elevator was stopped on the floor where Scarlett was.
Wang Xiucheng pressed the elevator call button.
The Four Seasons Hotel's private apartments only allow owners to access their own apartment's floor with their owner's card, so Scarlett couldn't come to Wang Xiucheng's floor.
The elevator quickly ascended to the top floor, and then the elevator doors opened.
Scarlett blushed, holding her phone, and as she looked at Wang Xiucheng, she roughly pushed him against the wall.
Wang Xiucheng didn't know where this older sister got her power from.
Scarlett's breathing became uneven, her eyes fixed on Wang Xiucheng: "What exactly do you want?"
"you!"