Chapter 4 (2/2)

The most pitiful thing was that no one actually answered him!

He wasn't satisfied and dialed another three times only for his calls to still go unanswered. Now he was really miffed and went to the bar in his house to pour himself a drink. Sitting on the wide couch for a little bit, he grabbed his phone and called Xia Yao. Xia Yao was currently in the midst of filming at her shooting location, but when she detected that something was off, she immediately told him that she would talk to the director and come back to accompany him.

Tang Jianan just wanted to confirm the superior feeling he had all his life, he didn't actually need someone to accompany him so he calmly rejected her. Afterwards, he called Wu Nianzhen and Yu Manwen. Both of them were extremely happy and were very gentle. Even though Yu Manwen scolded him for a little bit, it was also a gesture of love.

Look at that, in this city there are numerous women that are at his beck and call, only that hateful Feng Ping wouldn't even pick up a phone call? Since she's not at home she doesn't know how to forward her home phone to her cell phone? She wouldn't not even have a cell phone right? How stupid!!

As Tang Jianan kept feeling depressed, he went to the bathroom to take a shower and then went to bed.

The next day he woke up and seeing that it was only 6:15 AM, he laid on the bed for a while. Grabbing his phone he dialed the familiar string of numbers.

This time it only rang twice before someone picked up. A clear and bright voice sounded, “Who is it?”

Tang Jianan didn't harbor any hope that his call would go through, not to mention how quickly it was picked up, so he hurried sat up from his bed, “Feng Ping xiaojie?”

She gently laughed, “You didn't call the wrong number, Mr. Tang.”

Tang Jianan felt awkward all of a sudden, “Um, I didn't realize you were up so early?”

She laughed louder, “If I didn't wake up this early then who would Mr. Tang talk to?”

Tang Jianan quickly coughed, feeling that his brain still hadn't woken up yet, he could speak bluntly, “I called you yesterday night but you weren't at home…”

“I'm sorry, I came home late yesterday.”

“Do you have any plans today? I want to treat you to a meal.”

“Hehe, I'm afraid that I won't be free until tomorrow after 8 PM…”

Tang Jianan hurriedly replied, “Then tomorrow at 8PM, I'll come pick you up.”

Feng Ping paused for a moment.

Tang Jianan's heart jumped.

“Mr. Tang,” After a short pause, she spoke again, albeit a little hesitantly, “Mr. Tang, please forgive me for being so blunt but my time is very precious.”

One of Tang Jianan's hands was holding his cellphone while the other was knocking his head. Was he really not awake? Why couldn't he understand what she was saying?

“I, don't really understand what you're saying?”

“What I'm trying to say is, if you want me to eat with you, you'll have to pay me.”

With this sentence, Tang Jianan almost fainted on his bed, full of disbelief.

This was way t-t-t-t-t-t-t-too forward!!!

For her to be able to say it this clearly and openly, without any trace of shame, Tang Jianan was about to bow to her in admiration. He's met quite a few women that were materialistic, but at the very least those women knew how to cover it up by using feelings. Only she would be able to clearly lay this out, how brave. His feelings of admiration for her came out like a flood…

“Did I scare you Mr. Tang?”

“No, no you didn't.” Tang Jianan's brain churned, “I was wondering, how should I pay you?”

After saying this he wanted to choke himself. Oh my G.o.d, how could he say such words? Even if she could treat herself as an XX(3), was he going to treat himself as an XX as well? My G.o.d!!

Her voice was extremely moving, “Four hundred dollars per hour. You can't cheat me.”

“If I do this long-term, is there a discount?” He finally found back a bit of soul and purposefully teased her. This was his specialty.

She seriously replied, “There's no chance of it being long-term. I've said it before, my time is limited.”

Tang Jianan pretended to be shocked as he exclaimed, “I'm very curious as to how Feng xiaojie schedules her time?”

Feng Ping softly laughed, “Let's put it this way Mr. Tang. When I want to go out and entertain myself, there will be people specially a.s.signed to plan things for me. When I want to be alone and in a quiet place without anyone disturbing me, they will automatically disappear until I need them again.”

Speaking up to here she paused and then spoke again, “So, Mr. Tang, if you want to go on a date with me, other than preparing to pay me four hundred dollars every hour, you must also wait until I have time to spare.”

Tang Jianan almost couldn't breathe.

This woman was way t-t-t-t-t-t-too arrogant!!

Feng Ping waited for a while and after she didn't hear a reply, she spoke with a slightly gentle tone, “Then Mr. Tang, tomorrow at 8 PM, you'll…?”

She didn't even finish speaking before she heard a “pa” sound and the line went dead.

Still holding the phone, Feng Ping sat for three seconds before she gently put it back.

A weird and crazy grin started to grow on her face, all the way to the corners of her eyes until she couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed loudly on her bed.

Two minutes later, her phone rang again.

She barely picked up the phone when she heard Tang Jianan gritting his teeth and spitting out, “Tomorrow at 8 PM, I'll come pick you up.”

And then the other end hung up again.

Feng Ping fell onto the bed laughing again.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang again. She pressed the speaker b.u.t.ton and heard a man's beautiful voice sound out as he spoke deferentially, “Xiaojie, your yacht and plane have been prepared. Bojue furen(4) will welcome you at her countryside manor. Right now, the car to take you to the harbor is already waiting for you downstairs.

(1) dashao: Literally older young master.

(2) ershao: Second young master

(3) XX: This was how it was written in the raws

(4) furen: A way to refer to a married woman.

Forchen Notes: We finally have a glimpse of Feng Ping's background! She's definitely not just a simple girl, hmm.

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