Chapter 13 (2/2)

“That actually happened?” Tang Jianan was surprised.

“Yeah.”

“That's way too mean, I'm going to return my members.h.i.+p.”

“I support you.”

Feng Ping was so cold she was struggling to stand. Tang Jianan finally felt sorry for her and gave a suggestion, “Squat down and use the jacket to cover your knees, you might be a little warmer that way.”

Feng Ping followed his words and then replied sullenly, “Why didn't you say so earlier?”

Tang Jianan also crossed his arms as he squatted down next to her, his voice full of shamelessness, “I just thought of it.”

Feng Ping decided to not speak anymore.

Tang Jianan didn't have the same thoughts. He nudged her shoulder and spoke slowly, “I've also decided to start charging an hourly rate. For a situation like tonight, I think it's counted as me accompanying you right?”

Feng Ping turned around, her mouth wide open as she stared at him.

Tang Jianan pretended to be serious as he explained, “Look, my family is rich and I'm young and handsome. I can pretty much get any girl I want.”

It was all what Feng Ping said to him that day so she couldn't refute.

“Is there any man that's better than me in Shenying?”

He didn't wait for Feng Ping to speak when he answered his own question, “No. Definitely not. But—” Changing his tone, “Now, this perfect and flawless man who has broken the hearts of countless women chose to endure this below freezing winter night to squat down with you next to the road and experience these raging winds. Don't you think you should show something in appreciation?”

“I…”

“You're wearing my only coat, and you're even using it to wipe your snot.”

“You…”

“My fee is quite low, four thousand dollars an hour.”

Feng Ping really wanted to laugh but her face was frozen from the coldness, and after kneading it for a long time she finally spoke, “Such a low price doesn't seem to suit your status.”

Tang Jianan sighed, “Isn't this the rate after calculating expenditures? Look at you. Your evening gown seems to be worth a decent amount of money, but what do I need a woman's dress for? Even if I gave it to my grandma, she would scold me saying how out of date it is.”

Feng Ping glared at him, about to say something when she heard a loud honking noise and the sound of brakes being slammed. She was getting ready to stand up but because she had squatted for so long and been frozen, both of her legs were numb. She was unsteady in her heels and was about to fall when Tang Jianan hurriedly stood up to catch up. In the end, both of them fell onto the ground.

Yi Eryang rushed out of the car, his hands pulling his cellphone out of his pockets, aiming at them as he yelled out in excitement, “Wow wow wow, you guys are actually this pa.s.sionate? Did you guys call me out to witness this? Should I call the paparazzi?”

Tang Jianan helped Feng Ping up and gave an angry bellow, “Don't cross the line!”

Yi Eryang continued taking pictures like crazy, “Do some more poses. Tang er gongzi, give me a smile.”

Tang Jianan ignored him and hurried to pull Feng Ping into the car with him.

Yi Eryang was drooling as he looked at his phone, “This is a big scoop. I'll definitely get a lot of money from this. I always knew I had a knack for being an entertainment reporter. This angle is so beautiful…”

The silent night was suddenly disturbed by the sound of an engine starting.

“Hey, hey, I haven't gotten in the car yet, you guys—, ah—, my car, my car…” Yi Eryang furiously ran after them as he howled to the sky, “Tang Jianan you ungrateful b.a.s.t.a.r.d who destroys the bridge after crossingggggg—”

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