Chapter 13 (1/2)
Feng Ping was s.h.i.+vering like a leaf as she exited the hall. Looking around her surroundings, there wasn't a single taxi in site, and she fell into despair. It was to be expected after all. People who came to such a high-end place would always have their own car, only taxi drivers who had fried brains would try to come over here to make money.
As the saying goes: Things will always work out, it only takes a moment of inspiration.
Just as she was about to be frozen into a statue, our beloved hero Zorro, ahem correction, His Majesty Jianan appeared. He wore a long black overcoat, his posture straight as he walked over from across the street, the yellow haze of the streetlamps lighting him up like a celebrity. His coat was dancing in the wind, he looked way too cool.
That's why people said it's alright if a man is ugly but he must be tall and cannot be too fat. Tang Jianan just happened to meet all those requirements, cough cough…Right now, his appearance was like someone bringing her coal in the middle of winter, and Feng Ping felt so grateful that hot tears spilled out of her eyes as she couldn't stop sniffling, ahem, actually it was because the weather was so cold that she was frozen.
Her sorry figure really made people's hearts hurt.
Tang Jianan hurriedly took off his jacket and pa.s.sed it over to her, and she gratefully put it on.
“Why are you like this?” Tang Jianan asked.
“When I woke up, everyone was gone. What a group of ungrateful people.”
Tang Jianan was in disbelief, “I really can't believe that you actually did that. Do you know that that's even more rude than just leaving early?”
Feng Ping was indifferent, “Who cares, besides no one noticed me.”
“I—” Tang Jianan wanted to say that he was trying to find her the whole time when he swallowed the rest of his words.
Thankfully Feng Ping didn't notice his faux paus and kept s.h.i.+vering, “Why didn't you leave yet, where's your car?”
Tang Jianan had an emotionless expression on his face, “Mingxuan drove it back.” He didn't answer the first question. There was no way he would say that he wouldn't give up and was the last one to leave when G.o.d decided to open his eyes and let him see that woman walk out from there.
Aye, even though Zorro didn't ride a horse over, it was good enough that the person was here.
Even though Feng Ping was wearing Tang Jianan's thick overcoat, she could still feel the chill seeping in from the bottom. She s.h.i.+vered and looked at him, “Then, are we walking back? It's so late at night, I'm afraid we won't be able to get a taxi…”
Tang Jianan's armor was given to her to wear, and he was only left with his suit which wasn't enough to combat this weather, “We can still run back…”
“Are you joking?”
“Is it funny?”
“Not at all.”
“I already called Eryang just now, he should be here soon.”
“Then should we go back in the hall to wait for him?” She really couldn't stand it.
Tang Jianan secretly thought: If I don't let you suffer a little bit, I'm afraid that you won't even remember who was the hero that saved the damsel in distress tonight. Instead, what came out from his mouth was, “Eryang isn't a member, so he won't be able to get in.”
Feng Ping was speechless. If Eryang couldn't get in, then wouldn't that mean that they had to wait outside?”
Tang Jianan began to talk to himself, “The weather report said that it would be below freezing temperatures tonight.”
After a moment he spoke again, “Look, there's already ice forming on the ground.”
After another beat, he spoke, “Good G.o.d, this wind is at least a category six.”
Feng Ping was already cold to the point her teeth were rattling and her legs were s.h.i.+vering, and after hearing his words, she began to tremble even harder. As the wind blew, her snot continued to roll down. With no other choice, she could only use her sleeves to wipe it away, and besides, it was someone else's clothes.
Seeing her wipe her snot, Tang Jianan finally found the problem, “You didn't wear a coat when you came out in this weather?”
Feng Ping shook as she answered him, “I wore it but it was taken away by someone else.”