Chapter 5 (2/2)
It became silent once again.
At this time, Tang Jianan spoke up, asking, “Where is Feng xiaojie from?”
“Wuming.”
“How long have you been in Shengying?”
“Almost half a year.”
“Are you used to it yet?”
“Hehe, even if I were to be in a refugee camp, I would get used it.” She laughed and paused before continuing, “I came here before four years ago, so it can be counted as retracing my steps…”
Tang Jianan was surprised, “Oh? Then why did you leave?”
Feng Ping laughed, “There's so many versions of these. There's a fallen angel version, failing to find love version, hot-blooded youth version, and a shattered dreams version, which one do you want to hear?”
Tang Jianan laughed, “Feng xiaojie sure is a jokester.”
Feng Ping smiled, “You're not very creative. I've never used the same phrase twice to compliment someone.”
Tang Jianan laughed even louder, “This sure sounds familiar. My gugu never wears the same clothing twice.”
Feng Ping smiled and as calmly as ever, replied, “Is that so? I was the same until I realized that it was quite wasteful. It's fine to wear pretty clothes more than once.”
Tang Jianan was silent but he couldn't help turning his head to glance at her.
Sitting in the seat, her head was turned towards the window. The outline of her features were like a painting, causing her nose to look even more delicate and the color of her skin even more fair. She actually dared to say this without her face turning red, without any hint of shame, he was ready to bow down before that att.i.tude of hers. If she were to live in the neighborhood of Qinghe with all its mansions, he would definitely think that she was born with a golden spoon. Actually, her actions and att.i.tudes are quite fitting…it's just that there's something not quite right.
Thinking about it, he truthfully replied, “Feng xiaojie, you're a very hard person to understand.”
Feng Ping turned her head to look at him, “Why do you say that?”
Tang Jianan shook his head, “I don't know, it's just an intuition.”
Feng Ping laughed in her heat and purposefully elongated her words, “Then you should be more cautious, it's not just for show…”
Tang Jianan understood what she was trying to say and shook his head, “No no, usually when I see a pretty woman, I'll take a couple more glances at her and that's why I'm alright with getting close to them. However, I understand them quite well, yet you're an exception.”
“You have no interest in me, right?”
His words had a hidden meaning in them: You really don't want to hit on me?
Feng Ping was so close to laughing but still held it in and very seriously replied, “Someone like you is the ideal man of countless girls, but in the end it's just a daydream for them. For those who actually have interest in you, only a small number of them would be able to meet you, allowing them to take the first step out of their daydreams…”
“Then which type are you?” Tang Jianan took advantage of when she paused to bring the topic back around. He can't let her stray too far.
“Me? Hehe…” Feng Ping laughed, “I'm the type that doesn't like to daydream. Pretty much anything I want I can get, except for love.”
Tang Jianan was already used to her nonsense and was suspicious that her worldly views were different from everyone else's. However, since he already thickened his skin to ask this question, his self-esteem would take a hit if he didn't receive a clear answer. He heard her continue, “Some people look as if they have a lot of choices, but it's different in reality.”
“You're brus.h.i.+ng me off—” Tang Jianan childishly argued.
“Let's put it this way Ah'Nan, ” This was the first time she called his name, so she wasn't used to it and coughed lightly before she continued, “You come from a rich family, and you're young and talented. Coupled with your good looks, you can pretty much get any woman you want. But if you were to choose someone to marry, can you pick one?”
“I haven't thought about this, but I'm sure it won't be difficult. It's just—, are you possibly dating with marriage in mind?”
Feng Ping saw that he purposely twisted her words and smiled good-naturedly, “That's right, I'm only having this meal with you because I have marriage in mind, you should be careful…”
Not waiting for her to finish, Tang Jianan laughed, “How weird, how did we end up on this topic?”
Feng Ping couldn't help but stare at him. Clearly he was the one who kept going back to this subject, yet he actually had the gall to ask her. What a severe case of amnesia.
As the two continued to converse, the plaque for Chengyang Villa soon appeared. Tang Jianan drove into a designated spot within the villa and an employee soon appeared to lead them in.
They didn't mention the conversation they had in the car, and after eating they spent some more time at the villa before going home.
Of course, Tang Jianan didn't actually pay her. No matter what he would not be able to do such a thing. Some time later, a courier brought her an expensive brooch, causing Feng Ping to smile.
In the following time period they conversed a couple of times over the phone. Later when Feng Ping wanted to see him, she could only do so through the newspapers. During the next two months, he was involved in many things, almost appearing every other day in the newspapers. The content was full of nonsense, and people sympathized with Xia Yao while some others criticized Tang Zhan for letting his son run wild.
Feng Ping didn't know at first because she really didn't pay attention to the entertainment world, and had no idea that the times Tang Jianan appeared in the spotlight would be so many. She became curious and decided to just collect all the gossip about him.
One day, Yi Eryang suddenly came to her to ask her for help and saw a pile of weekly newspapers in her living room.
He began to yell exaggeratedly, “No way Feng Ping, are you actually interested in Ah'Nan?”
Feng Ping was currently holding a pot of boiling water to brew tea and carelessly laughed, “If you also get on the newspapers every day, I'll also be interested in you.”
Yi Eryang loudly laughed, “Ah'Nan would definitely not be able to easily gain anything from you…”
Feng Ping laughed and put her head down to continue brewing the tea, not replying.
He took this opportunity to observe her apartment. Although it wasn't very large, there were two rooms and a living room. The kitchen and living room looked to be quite small but everything was clean and tastefully decorated. Although the furniture was spa.r.s.e, it looked high-end, which meant that she was someone who valued quality. Ah, there's even the rich smell of the hot orange tea.
Yi Eryang took a hold of the tea and smelled it, “How weird, I used to think that you were quite mysterious…”
“What about now?”
“Now you're even more mysterious, not like an ordinary person.”
Feng Ping laughed, “Your intuition is correct. Actually, I'm from an aristocratic family, my ancestors are also closely related to England's royal family.”
This time Yi Eryang laughed, “You're so funny.”
Finis.h.i.+ng the tea in his hand, he stood up to bid farewell, “I have to go back. There's still a pile of things for me to do at the office, tomorrow…”
Feng Ping nodded, “I'll be there on time tomorrow.”
Yi Eryang thanked her again and left.
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