Feng Ling sighed and smiled: "The teaching is indeed good, but obviously my understanding in this aspect is not as fast as yours."
Ji Nuan lay on the ground and turned to look at her: "It's because you have never really experienced the domestic business world. After seeing the bloody chaos that is different from the XI base, you know what to do."
"A bloody storm?" Feng Ling said calmly, not knowing what was coming to his mind.
Hearing the pause in her tone, Ji Nuan sat up again and looked at her: "You have been in the UK for so long, and I have never asked you about specific things. Why haven't you returned to the XI base? In my opinion, Your understanding is that even if you suddenly learn about your life experience, or if there is any other path for you to choose, you will not choose it. You will only choose to return to the XI base, but how can you..."
Feng Ling sat on the grass and looked down at the bottle of wine in his hand. After looking at it for a while, he still didn't say anything. He raised his head and drank the wine directly. Then he stood up and walked back with the empty bottle of wine. He said calmly without looking back: "Let's go back."
Feng Ling is not someone who always likes to put aside her worries, but she is very honest with Ji Nuan, and she also reveals her past in front of her. She often tells everything about her experience at the XI Base.
But in the six months since she came to the UK, Ji Nuan could tell that although Feng Ling was no different from usual, her entire temperament, state, and eyes seemed to have changed.
Once upon a time, Feng Ling was just a stubborn man who wanted to live as his fate dictated.
Now Feng Ling's eyes were calm and indifferent, as if he was indifferent to everything, but he was observant of everything.
After sending Ji Nuan back to her own residence, Feng Ling drove directly back to her other apartment nearby.
Originally, Ji Nuan wanted Feng Ling to live with her so that she could have company at ordinary times, but after all, Xiao Ba was living with Ji Nuan. Although Feng Ling liked Xiao Ba, his noisy personality made Feng Ling uncomfortable. She couldn't bear to be with Xiaoba twenty-four hours a day, so she just decided to live outside by herself.
However, she lives very close to Ji Nuan, only five or six minutes' walk away.
After returning to the apartment, Feng Ling took off his coat and took a shower immediately.
After taking a shower, pick up the hair dryer and stand in front of the mirror to blow dry your hair.
Her hair was already longer than her shoulders. She had wanted to cut it short several times before, but Ji Nuan stopped her.
Ji Nuan could tell that she didn't say a word about Li Nanheng and Base XI now. Even though she didn't know what happened, she also knew that Feng Ling was very decisive about the past, as if he wanted to cut off everything.
So Ji Nuan said smoothly: "You have been dressing yourself up like a tomboy for so many years. Now it's time to make some changes in yourself. There is no need to cut your hair. If it feels uncomfortable, just have it trimmed." This style, usually all tied up or loose, has no effect. You stand in front of me like this now, which makes me feel that you are indeed no longer the Feng Ling you used to be. But if you do your hair like that again, Short, I will think you are still the same as before."
Feng Ling didn't want to be the same as before.
She wants to change.
She really wanted to cut off all traces of the past, even if it was just a shadow that looked very similar to her former self.
Memories often bring to mind many things that she doesn't want to recall.
But she didn't go to the barber shop outside to get her hair done. She simply wore a black baseball cap every day. Occasionally her hair was tied into a short ponytail on the back of her head, and occasionally it was scattered over her shoulders, and she just wore a hat.
She is still used to wearing those sportswear because she feels comfortable and not too restrictive.
But Mr. Senter once specifically said something about her usual dress. He said that the business community in the UK pays great attention to etiquette. For some important signing occasions and business contact occasions, she must wear formal clothes or dresses. People like her always It is not advisable to dress like a student or like a gym instructor.
After being ordered several times by Mr. Senter, Feng Ling still had no intention of changing her dress ideas, but Xiaoba and Ji Nuan were worried for her.
MN Group is now booming. Although Ji Nuan is busy, he is not as hard as he was in the previous few months. When he rarely found time, he and Xiaoba directly took Feng Ling to a certain place in London. A commercial street took her into the department store.
Forget about Ji Nuan, the most important thing is that Ji Nuan still has Xiao Ba with him. One of these two people was not paying attention, and the other kept talking next to them. Feng Ling looked at the clothes they chose for him, and his head got big. .
"This skirt is good. It has a very plain style at the top, and some pleated designs are added to the simple style at the bottom. It should flow well on the body." Ji Nuan picked up a pearl-colored skirt and held it up to Feng Ling In front of her, she just swayed in front of Feng Ling. After confirming that Feng Ling's skin could handle any color, he directly attached the skirt to her body and said with great satisfaction: "Beautiful, this is very beautiful, Feng Ling Ling, please put it on quickly and try it on."
"Ji Nuan." Feng Ling was helpless and raised her hand to push the dress away, but Ji Nuan pressed the dress on her body forcefully and stared at her: "Don't remember what I said? And what did Mr. Senter say about you? Have you forgotten? Even if you don’t like to wear them, you always have a few pieces, right? Otherwise, if you really go to some fixed occasions, would you still want to borrow my clothes? I can borrow it, but we don’t have the same size and you won’t be comfortable wearing it.”
With that said, without waiting for Feng Ling to speak again, Ji Nuan turned back and asked the clerk to guide Feng Ling and take her to the fitting room.
Feng Ling was helpless and took the clothes into the fitting room. It was not like she had never worn dresses before. When she was at the base, she actually wore them when she dressed up as a woman, and they were sexier than this kind of clothes. It was tighter, and she was particularly uncomfortable wearing it at the time, but she had to wear it.
Now this was so good, it suddenly made her change her style of dressing.
In fact, a baseball cap and sportswear are really comfortable.
She stood in the fitting room and looked at herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and then at the pearl-colored dress in her hand.
Xiao Ba stood outside and urged: "Feng Ling, don't waste your time. Mr. Ji specially took time out today just to go shopping and buy clothes with you. She doesn't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face. Her time is so precious now. I’m still thinking about you all the time, so you should give me some face and change your clothes quickly!”
Feng Ling: "..."
A few minutes later.
The door to the fitting room opened.
The moment he saw Feng Ling come out, Xiaoba, who was drinking milk tea while waiting for her outside, almost spilled the milk tea all over himself—