310 Whatâs Your Bottom Line?
âWhy are your hands shaking?â
âIâm cold.â
âThen why is your face red?â
âIâm hot.â
!!
âIs it cold or hot?â
âIâ¦â
Lu Xiaoya quickly withdrew her hand and glared at Ye Feng: âWhy do you care? Go down.â
As she spoke, she hurriedly pushed open the door of the passenger seat.
âI helped you so much today. Arenât you going to send me back?â
Ye Feng was slightly dissatisfied.
âYou did help me, but I also told you about the Fuli Corporation. We donât owe each other anything. Go down.â
Lu Xiaoya did not wait for him to say anything else and hurriedly pushed him out of the car.
Only then did she heave a long sigh of relief.
Even now, her heart was still beating wildly.
When Ye Feng grabbed her hand earlier, she felt her blood surging rapidly.
It was as if it was about to burn.
That feeling⦠It was too mysterious.
At this time, Ye Fengâs voice sounded in his ears again: âAre you still reminiscing? If you canât bear to part with me, Iâll compensate you for a while more.â
She turned around.
She saw Ye Feng leaning against the car window, looking at her with an evil smile.
Lu Xiaoya panicked. âWhy are you back?â
Ye Feng chuckled: âI am here to retrieve my painting. You can continue to enjoy yourself.â
As he spoke, he took the painting of Lady Guoâs Spring Tour from his chair and turned to leave.
Lu Xiaoya looked at his proud back and suddenly felt a little crazy.
Why did she have such a strange feeling?
Was she really interested in him?
How was this possible?
That was impossible!
..
After Ye Feng returned to the Zhongtian Lake-View Villa, he had been studying the painting of âLady Guoâs Spring Tourâ.
This painting could definitely be considered a masterpiece among Chinese arts.
A Song Dynasty model was already a national treasure.
If the news of the birth of this authentic painting were to spread, what kind of commotion would it cause?
He didnât dare to imagine it.
Just as he was immersed in it, he suddenly received a call from Chen Xuan.
He answered the call without hesitation.
âHey, Ye Feng, can you be my boyfriend?â
As soon as the call was connected, Chen Xuan said this without any reason.
âThis⦠Isnât this a little too sudden? I wasnât mentally prepared at all.â
Ye Feng was stunned, he could not help but tease.
âIâm sorry, I mean, can you pretend to be my boyfriend?â
Chen Xuan knew that he had misunderstood and hurriedly explained.
âJust pretending? Wouldnât that be boring?â
âIâm not joking with you. Can you help me?â
âWhat exactly happened?â
âSomeone has been chasing me recentlyâ¦â
âChasing you? Did you steal something?â
âYou⦠I mean, heâs pursuing me. Iâve already rejected him many times, but he still refuses to give up.â
âSo?â
âI donât know where he found out that my motherâs birthday is today. He actually wants to hold a birthday party for my mother at the Zhonghai Tycoon Club, and my mother actually agreedâ¦â
âThatâs a little tricky. Since your mother has agreed, wouldnât I be asking for trouble if I interfere?â
âPlease, as long as you can help me get through this, I can agree to any of your conditions.â
âAny conditions?â
Ye Feng heard this and immediately fell into deep thought.
...
âThe premise is that it doesnât violate the moral bottom line.â
Chen Xuan was a very strict woman. She hurriedly added an additional condition.
âThen what is your moral bottom line? Kiss?â
âNo.â
âHold hands?â
âNo.â
âThen youâd better find someone else.â
Ye Feng immediately lost interest.
âYe Feng, I beg you, if you donât help me, I really have no other choiceâ¦â Chen Xuan said with a sobbing tone.
âDonât cry. I didnât say I wouldnât help you.â
Ye Feng could not help but have a headache.
...
He was most afraid of women crying.
Especially beautiful women.
It would make him feel guilty.
âThank you. I knew you wouldnât leave me in the lurch.â
Chen Xuan immediately turned from sorrow to joy. Her emotions changed so quickly that it made people speechless.
Ye Feng could not help but roll his eyes: âTell me first, does your mother have any hobbies?â
Chen Xuan was stunned. âWhy are you asking this?â
Ye Feng was a little impatient: âOf course Iâm going to cater to her preferences. Youâre still a boss. Donât you even understand this little bit of logic?â
Chen Xuan was silent for a while before speaking again.
âMy mother is usually very busy with business matters and basically has no free time. Speaking of hobbies, she just likes to drink some white wine. She usually likes to collect white wineâ¦â
Ye Feng listened carefully and nodded: âAlright, I understand. Letâs meet at the entrance of the club that night.â
âOkay, see you tonight.â
After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng felt a headache coming on.
He didnât have a habit of drinking.
It was a little difficult for him to get a few bottles of white wine.
He thought hard for a while.
In the end, he still called Guan Junsheng, the CEO of Taigu Shopping Center.
âOld Guan, do you have any better white wine?â
âWhite wine? Mr. Ye, do you want to drink white wine? There are many high-end white wines in the mall. Iâll get someone to send you a few boxes.â
âItâs not for me. I have a friend whose motherâs birthday is tonight. I want to give her a bottle of good white wine. But I donât know much about white wine, so I can only ask you for help.â
âFriends? Is it a man or a woman?â
âIs that important?â
âOf course itâs important. There are many things to pay attention to when giving white wine, such asâ¦â
âDonât say that. Itâs a girl. You know this girl too. Sheâs Chen Xuan from Lingyun Real Estate.â
âOh? You twoâ¦â
âDonât misunderstand. She and I are definitely not in the kind of relationship you think. Weâ¦â
âDonât explain, I understand. Leave this matter to me. I guarantee that youâll be satisfied.â
âIâll be waiting for you at the entrance of the club at 7 pm. Donât be late.â
âDonât worryâ¦â
After hanging up the phone.
Ye Feng looked at the time, it was only three in the afternoon.
It was still early.
He threw his phone aside.
He continued to study the ancient painting.