Zhao Qingya was in a very relaxed mood. Every time she arrived at a stall, she would stop for a few steps. Fang Zhicheng chatted with her indifferently. When she had time, she would look around and occasionally glance at the beauties passing by. It must be said that the beauties in Qiongjin were more open than those in Yinzhou. Most of them exposed their snow-white and slender legs to the air, looking graceful and extremely hot.
“Snap!”
Just as Fang Zhicheng was lost in thought, he felt a burning pain on his forehead.
"What's wrong?" Fang Zhicheng looked at Zhao Qingya helplessly.
"Nothing serious. I just think that lustful people must be severely punished." Zhao Qingya said unhappily.
After saying this, she turned around and walked forward alone angrily.
Fang Zhicheng was speechless for a while. Although he had never been in love, Zhao Qingya's expression just now was too obvious, just like a couple in love.
Could it be that Zhao Qingya really likes him? Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but wonder.
Zhao Qingya also realized that she had lost her composure. In fact, Fang Zhicheng's peeping at other women had nothing to do with her. However, at that moment, she did feel furious inside and did not allow Fang Zhicheng to appreciate other women. However, Fang Zhicheng was not her personal property, so what right did she have to control Fang Zhicheng
Originally, she came into contact with Fang Zhicheng because her life was too simple and she wanted to add some seasoning to make her life more flavorful. But as she got to know him better, Zhao Qingya found that she began to find it difficult to control her emotions.
The man in her mind became Fang Zhicheng, and Fang Zhicheng walked into her heart. Of course, Zhao Qingya didn't understand all these changes. She didn't dare to think too much, for fear that everything would disappear again.
Chapter 0034 Looking inside along the gap
Rich people are also human beings, and they also have a "thirst" for emotions.
Fang Zhicheng looked at Zhao Qingya and became more and more convinced of this point—they are wary of many people, but once they let down their guard, they will become extremely vulnerable in the face of emotions.
For example, if he glanced at the naked legs of many beauties on the street, he would be jealous of Zhao Qingya. Although it was a bit embarrassing, Fang Zhicheng was still very satisfied. It was such a pleasant thing to make a woman who was worth a lot of money and looked good jealous.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and comforted her, "Sister Ya, you misunderstood me. How can those women compare to you? I was just wondering why those women, who are obviously not as pretty as Sister Ya, dare to dress so revealingly. Don't they have any self-awareness?"
Zhao Qingya shook her head. "Don't try that on me. I'm not that easy to fool. If you want to see it, go ahead. It has nothing to do with me."
Fang Zhicheng whispered: "Now that you say that, how can I dare to look at it?"
Zhao Qingya suddenly realized that her emotions were not right. Why did she feel that she was at a disadvantage? She deliberately poked Fang Zhicheng's waist with her arm and tried to test him: "It's boring to just look at him. How about I take you to a nightclub? The girls there are not only good-looking, but you can also touch them."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hands and said, "Please forgive me, Sister Ya. I sincerely apologize. I was wrong. From now on, when you are by my side, I promise not to look at or listen to anything indecent! You are the only one in my eyes."
Seeing Fang Zhicheng's defeat, Zhao Qingya said smugly, "Don't do that. Wouldn't that mean that life would lose a huge pleasure and make me look so cruel?"
When Fang Zhicheng saw Zhao Qingya's mischievous smile, he was suddenly stunned for a moment. Zhao Qingya found that when her eyes met Fang Zhicheng's, she felt "burned" and quickly retracted her eyes, feeling her heart beating faster.
What happened to me? Zhao Qingya recalled the thrilling moment. Was I flirting with Fang Zhicheng? Or was it Fang Zhicheng who flirted with me
Zhao Qingya felt that something was wrong with her mood, so she adjusted her mood and became cold. However, this feeling did not last long, and she began to let go again.
The brief conflict soon disappeared, and the confrontation between the two tongues quickly brought Fang Zhicheng and Zhao Qingya's relationship into another stage. Everyone has a personality, and if you come into contact with that subtle little temper, it means that the other person's heart is open to you.
They randomly picked a snack bar with a nice environment in Shengwang Temple and ordered a set meal each. Zhao Qingya put the chicken leg into Fang Zhicheng's bowl and said softly, "I don't like meat, this is for you."
Fang Zhicheng did not refuse. He used a spoon to share the scrambled eggs with tomatoes with Zhao Qingya and said, "Tomatoes are very nutritious. It's a good idea to exchange gifts."
The two of them acted like lovers in love, pushing and shoving each other, attracting a bunch of shirtless men at the next table, who were extremely envious.
Zhao Qingya didn't have a big appetite. She ate half of the rice in her small bowl, then put down her chopsticks, wiped her plump lips with a tissue, and watched Fang Zhicheng wolfing down his food with a smile.
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and said, "Sister Ya, how can I eat if you stare at me like this?"
Zhao Qingya curled her lips and said, "You eat yours, I watch mine, what does it matter? You are meddling in other people's business."
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "I feel like I'm being watched by prey. Every time I eat a mouthful of food, I feel like a pig being raised by someone. Once I get fatter, I'll be slaughtered."
Zhao Qingya giggled and said, "Yes, you are a pig. Hurry up and get fatter. If you get fat, I will eat you." After saying that, she subconsciously licked her red lips and deliberately made a vicious look, but in Fang Zhicheng's eyes, it became a scenery.
If Zhao Qingya really ate him, he would definitely not even frown. "We don't know who will eat whom." Fang Zhicheng muttered evilly.
Zhao Qingya didn't hear Fang Zhicheng's mumbling clearly, and seemed to be talking to herself: "I haven't had such a relaxing meal in a long time. It's lonely to be alone, and it's restless to be with others. Just like today, sitting in a small corner of the big city and eating some plain soup is actually very wonderful."
Fang Zhicheng carefully stuffed the last piece of meat into his mouth and said with a smile: "The life of the rich is different. Sister Ya's spiritual realm is indeed very high. For me, today's meal is already very rich. Clear soup is a blasphemy to it."
Zhao Qingya tapped Fang Zhicheng's forehead gently with a spoon and cursed, "Don't argue with me and ruin my rare artistic conception."
After dinner, the two of them strolled around the Shengwang Temple for a while. There were many small items on the roadside stalls. Fang Zhicheng bought her a few small pieces of jewelry, which made Zhao Qingya so happy that Fang Zhicheng almost forgot that Zhao Qingya was really a rich woman.
The moonlight was like water, and the number of pedestrians gradually decreased. The two of them walked together along the Qinhuai River, with the breeze blowing on their faces. Zhao Qingya had her arms around her chest, but the two of them were very close and walked slowly forward. Fang Zhicheng could occasionally feel a hint of tenderness coming from Zhao Qingya's bare arms.
Arriving under a weeping willow, the lighthouse on the small island in the middle of the lake could be seen from afar. Zhao Qingya opened her hands, leaned on the smooth white stone railing, sighed softly, and asked, "Are you interested in listening to my story?"
Fang Zhicheng walked to Zhao Qingya's side, looking at her pink profile. The silver platinum earrings on her earlobes exuded a faint glow. He nodded and replied, "I wanted to hear you say it a long time ago."
Zhao Qingya smiled slightly and began to talk about her family.
If the Zhao family is classified, it should be classified as a martial arts family. Thirty years ago, Mr. Zhao was a famous martial arts master in the three southeastern provinces. He founded a school and accepted many disciples, so the Zhao family has a tradition of practicing martial arts. After the reform and opening up, Mr. Zhao closed the martial arts school with a history of nearly a hundred years and went into business. After more than ten years of primitive accumulation, he established the Hongda Group, the largest private enterprise in Huainan Province. Later, Mr. Zhao suddenly fell seriously ill and passed away. Zhao Qingya's grandmother, known as Lao Foye, took over Hongda and brought the group into a new stage of development.
"I hate my grandma. If it weren't for her, my parents wouldn't have divorced." Zhao Qingya smiled bitterly. "In fact, you are luckier than me. At least you have your mother by your side. After my parents divorced, my mother went to America, and my father also wandered abroad. There has been little news from him since then."
Fang Zhicheng's mind was slightly moved, and he realized that Zhao Qingya's life was not as happy as he imagined. He took out a cigarette box, lit a cigarette, and handed one to Zhao Qingya. Zhao Qingya did not refuse, took two puffs, and found that the smoke was a bit choking. She coughed twice, and tears squeezed out of her eyes.