“His intimate moment with a woman was caught on camera again. The other party called demanding money, threatening to sell the photos to the media if we don’t pay. I’ve already sent someone to handle it. Lingmu, I absolutely will not tolerate this happening again!”
“Yes, mayor.” Chun put down the phone. This handsome man! If you want to get intimate, at least avoid the cameras, stop causing me trouble.
“About my invitation, can you consider it?” Zhenhua had never pleaded so earnestly for a woman to agree to go out with him.
“Zhenhua, have you ever truly loved someone? Like how Feng Jianya loves Ye Feng.”
He looked at her, wondering if he truly loved her. Did he like her, and was that love? Would he ever like another woman in the future? Memories of an unhappy childhood made him doubt himself; he feared becoming like his father.
“If you’re not willing, I won’t force you. Goodbye!”
At this moment, I must leave Beijing! She bit her lip, determined not to let emotions sway her. Such a charming man, and to invest true feelings only leads to tragedy.
She dialed Feng Jianya’s mobile phone. “Ya, Lingmu Chun. You’re going live on TV tonight.”
“Too bad. I just got out of the hospital,” he said, accompanying Ye Fengying on a shopping trip to the hypermarket on their way home.
“Don’t use that as an excuse; you brought this upon yourself. Feng Jianya, no running away!”
“Yes, manager.” He hung his head in defeat.
“Is Fengying there? I’d like to say a few words to her.”
Ya passed the phone to Fengying. “Hey, Chun, looking for me?”
“Fengying, you should take better care of him. He’s a public figure; can’t you guys just stay home?”
Her face flushed. “I understand.”
“What did she say?” Ya asked while driving.
Fengying shot him a look. “It’s all because of you; don’t touch me in public!”
“Okay,” he laughed weakly, “Can I touch you when we’re home?”
“Go to hell.” She raised the phone to hit him but ultimately couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Ya reached out and placed his hand on her thigh. “What would you do if I died?”
“Focus on driving, will you? We’re in the middle of the street!”
