At around five in the afternoon, Feng Ning packed up and prepared to go home. Today was Wednesday, and the week-long tutoring ended today.
She wrote down the homework assignments for the next few days and gave Jiang Yurou a piece of paper, and also made a detailed study plan for her.
Although it was just a short-term part-time job, Feng Ning received a high salary, so he naturally had to work more seriously.
After going downstairs, Jiang Yuyun was playing with the dog on the lawn in the yard. Feng Ning stopped and said goodbye to her politely.
Jiang Yuyun had big wavy hair and delicate makeup, and smiled charmingly: "Are you going home?"
The beautiful lady smiled charmingly, and Feng Ning nodded.
Jiang Yuyun raised her wrist, looked at her watch, and said to her, "Wait a moment, we're going out soon, so we'll drop you off on the way."
The driver drove the car out of the garage and parked it at the door. Jiang Wen held Jiang Yurou in one hand and opened the back door, not reacting for a moment.
Feng Ning was also in the car, staring at them.
Jiang Yurou became excited and called out sweetly, "Tutor sister."
The car hits the road.
At a distance, Feng Ning could still smell the scent of Jiang Wen's body after bathing. She put her hands in her shirt pockets and felt the cold coins. She moved her body slightly, disrupting the charming picture in her mind.
No one spoke. The carriage was silent for a while. Jiang Yurou's childish voice rang out, "Brother, are the strawberries delicious?"
Jiang Wen was stunned by the question. He didn't know what he was thinking about. He stuttered for a while and nodded reluctantly.
Jiang Yurou took credit: "I asked my sister to send it over. Did you eat it?"
Feng Ning also glanced over.
Jiang Wenyu was still angry. He avoided her gaze and tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened. "Eat it."
Jiang Yuyun soon noticed his strange demeanor and asked casually, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Wen maintained the same posture as before and moved his lips, "Not bad."
"Did you just take your temperature? Is the fever gone?"
"Almost."
The side branches of the Jiang family are almost all boys, and Jiang Yurou has almost no cousins. Jiang Yuyun is usually busy and rarely stays at home. After a few days of getting along, Jiang Yurou fell in love with Feng Ning. Now she pulled her cutely and said, "Sister tutor, I will wear a beautiful princess dress to show you later."
She thought Feng Ning went with them to try on clothes.
Feng Ning said that they would watch it during the next tutoring session, but Jiang Yurou still refused. She hugged her arm with tears in her eyes, making a fuss and insisting that she go too.
It was close to the Spring Festival and the evening rush hour, so the streets were crowded with traffic and the roads were difficult to navigate. Feng Ning didn't like to bother others, so she rubbed Jiang Yurou's head to avoid the driver taking a detour and wasting time. "Okay, then I'll go with you to try it."
The car stopped at an entrance of the IFC Mall in CBD, a place Feng Ning was very familiar with.
—She didn’t know how many times she had been chased by the security guards here.
They entered a high-end custom clothing store. The interior decoration was exquisite and elegant, and even the sign looked very cold and noble. Several shop assistants stopped their work and greeted them attentively.
Jiang Yuyun put her bag aside, walked to the rest area and sat down, crossed her legs and said, "Take them both in to try on clothes."
Feng Ning also sat on the sofa.
Having nothing to do, she started chatting with Jiang Yuyun. She was very eloquent and quite familiar. She made Jiang Jie laugh from time to time, and the atmosphere did not cool down at all.
Jiang Yuyun has always admired girls like her who are energetic and funny. "No wonder Xiaorou likes you so much."
Feng Ning scratched his head: "I learned all this through practice."
To make a living in society, it is necessary to be able to warm up the audience. She forced herself to read a lot of books and memorize a lot of jokes. Before dealing with customers, she would go over the words in her mind, and over time she became an expert.
After calming down, Jiang Yuyun looked her over and said, "Xiao Wen said that you have good grades?"
"Not bad." Feng Ning was surprised and said, "He also praises me?"
"You two don't get along?" Jiang Yuyun knew her brother's personality very well. "He has been spoiled by his family since he was a child, and he likes to act like a child. He looks difficult to get along with, but he actually has a very simple mind."
Feng Ning agreed with this statement, "I understand. Although Jiang is quiet, he has a warm heart."
"Well, do you find studying hard at school?"
"It's not hard. I'm used to it."
The manager personally brought water over and handed each of them a glass. The service was thoughtful and considerate.
Jiang Yuyun took a sip and asked, "What does your family do?"
"My mother opened a mahjong parlor." Feng Ning said calmly, "My father died when I was very young."
Although Jiang Yuyun was surprised, she didn't show it on her face. She apologized, "I'm sorry."
Feng Ning didn't mind at all. After a moment of silence, she changed the subject: "Sister, why do you and Yu Rou both have three names, but Jiang Wen only has two?"
Jiang Yuyun explained to her: "Our generation is all named after the character 'Yu'. His real name is actually Jiang Yuwen, but grandpa thought it sounded too much like a girl, so he removed the middle character."
"Jiang Yuwen, it sounds nice." Feng Ning smiled, showing a few teeth.
A few minutes later, a low voice of discussion suddenly sounded. Jiang Yuyun stood up, and Feng Ning also turned his head to look.
Jiang Yurou came out. She was wearing a white puffy gauze skirt, revealing a part of her arms like lotus roots. She was held by someone, with a rosy face, and looked like a doll in a window, very lovable.
Feng Ning immediately took out his phone and took a few photos, thinking cunningly that if he met the fat guy, he could sell him one for five yuan.
At the same time, the semi-arc curtain on the other side was also opened, and there were mirrors on all four sides. Under the soft light, an overly handsome face was revealed. There were also shop assistants around him, carefully adjusting the corners of his clothes.
Jiang Wen was surrounded by several people, wearing a single-breasted suit and a dark-patterned tie. He was tall, with broad shoulders, which could already support a light-colored shirt. His waist was very thin, and the tail of his shirt was tucked in. His legs were straight and slender wrapped in suit pants. He had a kind of handsomeness between a teenager and a mature man.
Others teased Jiang Yurou, "Look at my brother, is he handsome?"
Jiang Yurou nodded, "Brother is handsome. Xiaorou wants to marry him when she grows up."
Children's words are innocent, making the adults laugh. Jiang Yuyun also laughed and gently pinched her little sister's mouth, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Feng Ning was chatting with Shuang Yao. He glanced over there and quickly took a photo of his sister and then his brother when no one was paying attention.
Oh, these two siblings are so pleasing to the eye.
Within ten seconds, the phone vibrated continuously. Shuang Yao's dialog boxes popped up one after another:
Shuangyao: Oh, I bought it!!!
Is this Jiang Wen? ! ! ! ! !
He is so handsome!!!!!!!!!!
Oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He has a great body!!!!
Rows of exclamation marks were enough to show how excited she was right now.
Feng Ning complained in her heart, it's good. God knows she just admired the way he looked without any clothes. She unconsciously followed the line of his waist and abdomen, and then went down... She forced herself to interrupt.
I silently despised myself in my heart, damn, why am I becoming more and more lewd.
Feng Ning was holding his phone and chatting intently.
Shuangyao: I have a bold idea
Feng Ning: What
A voice message came over from the other side. Feng Ning clicked it and Shuang Yao's voice burst out like a torrent: "I want to see Jiang Wen kneeling in formal attire!!"
She replied:
What does it mean to kneel in formal attire? Is it SM
Shuangyao: You don’t even know how to kneel in formal attire? ? ? ? ! ! !
Feng Ning: I don’t know
Shuangyao: He is the one wearing an abstinent white shirt and black trousers, with his hands tied behind his back, kneeling in front of you! ! ! ! ! !
Who can resist this? It's so tempting. Just imagining it makes me feel so intense and erotic~
Feng Ning brought Jiang Wen's face into his mind, imagined the scene, and said from the bottom of his heart: "I have to say, you are really perverted."
As she said this, she couldn't help but look up at Jiang Wen, and the damn scene instantly came to her mind.
Unconsciously swallowing, Feng Ning lowered his voice and added, "Although it's a bit perverted, it seems quite exciting."
Qi Lan made several phone calls to urge Feng Ning to go home for dinner. Jiang Yuyun accompanied Jiang Yurou to change clothes and asked Jiang Wen to send Feng Ning out.
This is a busy downtown area, and the lights of various stores are reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows. A gentle love song is playing in the square not far away. He stands on the roadside and calls the driver.
Feng Ning stopped him and said, "No need, I'll take a taxi back by myself."
He glanced at her and ignored her.
"Really, no need."
After asking twice, Jiang Wen said, "It's okay." After hanging up the phone, he raised his hand, ready to help her stop a car.
In fact, when they were alone, the atmosphere was still a little weird and stiff. After jumping a few times on the spot, Feng Ning took the initiative to say, "This is where we first met."
Jiang Wen had no expression on his face. He just said, "How dare you bring that up?"
There was a good mood in his voice that only he could sense.
Feng Ning said naturally, "I have nothing to be embarrassed about."
He turned around and asked, "Where are my clothes?"
Feng Ning started to provoke again, "Didn't I tell you, keep out the rain! This may be the most expensive umbrella I have ever used in my life."
Jiang Wen turned his face away.
"I have never seen someone like you since I was a child." She laughed, "You have contempt written all over your head and feet."
Jiang Wen was unhappy and mocked: "Who made you look like a beggar?"
As night fell and traffic continued, Jiang Wen held his cell phone, stopping cars while talking to Feng Ning.
Not far away, a man wearing a mask and a hat slowly walked towards them. Neither of them paid attention and continued to mock each other.
As they got close, without any warning, the man in black suddenly rushed over, snatched Jiang Wen's phone, turned around and ran away.
Both of them were a little stunned.
Feng Ning was the first to react and shouted, "Robbery!" She threw her bag at Jiang Wen and ran after him.
Jiang Wen finally came to his senses and anxiously called out to her from behind: "—Hey!"
Feng Ning has won all kinds of awards in long-distance and short-distance running at sports events since elementary school. She also participated in a marathon during the summer vacation. She runs as a form of exercise whenever she has time, and she runs faster than most boys.
Just like in a Hong Kong drama, car horns honked, and Feng Ning and the black-clad thief who stole the phone were running through the streets and alleys. It was a busy time, and the black-clad man ran into a passerby while running, and Feng Ning chased him closely.
The clothes and shoes Jiang Wen was wearing made it a little difficult to run. There were many things in front of him that blocked his vision. He tilted his head and stared at Feng Ning's back. He was about to lose her and was extremely anxious.
"Catch the thief—"
Feng Ning shouted towards the front, picking up something at hand and hitting the man hard.
After chasing for two streets, at the corner of an alley, the man in black was tripped by a group of people who had just finished their meal.
He rolled on the ground twice, Feng Ning rushed over, braked suddenly, and picked up the mobile phone that fell beside him.
She stayed where she was, propped up on her knees and gasping for breath.
Jiang Wen barely caught up with them. Pushing aside the crowd of onlookers, he saw the man in black lying on the ground get up and quietly take out a fruit knife from his pocket.
His pupils contracted sharply and he shouted desperately, "Feng Ning, be careful!" People cannot move when they are extremely frightened. Jiang Wen stood a few meters away and his breathing almost stopped.
Feng Ning turned around and saw a flash of white light. She quickly dodged to the side. At the same time, several enthusiastic passers-by rushed over and quickly subdued the robber.
Passersby called the police.
Just now, Feng Ning was too anxious and lost his balance when he was dodging, so he accidentally fell down. He was covered in dust and kneeled in a very awkward position, looking a little embarrassed. There was a scratch on the back of his hand, and some blood oozed out.
After finally catching her breath, she stood up from the ground. Feng Ning shook her hands and breathed in pain. She limped over and handed him the phone, "Here you go."
Jiang Wen's face was pale, and sweat broke out on his back. He hadn't recovered from what had just happened. He was palpitating and couldn't move.
Feng Ning handed the phone forward again.
All he could see was the man approaching Feng Ning with a knife, and Jiang Wen's mind was a little broken. He breathed rapidly, lowered his head and sneered at her: "Feng Ning, you like to be a hero, don't you?"
Feng Ning was puzzled, "Huh?"
He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh. He was so angry that he was about to lose his mind, but he didn't know how to react. "Do you think you are so powerful?"
Feng Ning choked: "Why are you being so sarcastic?"
Two people, one tall and one short, quarreled without caring about their image on the busy street. Amid the noise, the short one looked a little embarrassed, while the tall one was dressed in luxurious clothes, like a rich young master who slipped out of a party.
"Did I ask you to chase me?" Jiang Wen asked again. His jaw was tense and slightly raised, repeating word by word, "Did I ask you to chase me? Do you think I will thank you for this?"
“... .”
It's just that good intentions don't get rewarded.
Feng Ning was so angry that he said impatiently: "I'm too lazy to care about you."
"Do you know how dangerous it was just now?"
She couldn't control her temper. "What's so dangerous about this? I'm fine, right? Why are you making such a fuss?"
“Do you think this phone is important to me?”
Jiang Wen was completely out of control, his throat rolled slightly, and his chest rose and fell. He glanced at his phone, and the next second, he threw it out with force.
—The phone drew an arc in the air, fell to the ground, and broke into pieces in an instant.
Feng Ning was speechless and almost died of anger: "Okay, just treat me as meddling in your business."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
He didn't let her go and took two steps forward to block her way.
"What on earth are you going to do?" Feng Ning was furious. She fiercely pushed Jiang Wen's hand away and continued to walk forward. Suddenly, her arm was grabbed. She staggered two steps and almost fell into Jiang Wen's arms.
"What are you crazy about?" She pushed him.
Jiang Wen was pushed back by her and took two steps. "I don't care about this phone." He knew that he had just gone too far and was very upset. He was confused and lost.
"If you don't care, then don't care. It's none of my business!" Feng Ning said sarcastically, "You are so high up, what can you care about? Just think of it as a poor bastard asking for trouble."
Jiang Wen yelled a little collapsed, "I care about you."