London, MN Group.
Feng Ling has been studying in the UK for a year, and the study schedule she originally arranged has almost been completed. According to Mr. Feng’s wishes, he plans to let her return to the United States in the near future, directly to the Feng family who is currently settled in New York, and to take over Feng Ling’s family. Several properties under her name have allowed her to gradually adapt to being on her own, so that she can better plan her future path and apply what she has learned.
However, there are still some finishing matters that have not been dealt with, so she is not in a hurry to leave. She is also used to helping Ji Nuan and going home from work after finishing her get off work.
As soon as she walked out, she saw the blue Bugatti parked there. It had been so long, and even though she had not been in Mr. Iron's car a few times, she could still recognize it at a glance.
It had just been a day since he attended the charity dinner as his female companion the night before yesterday. Feng Ling thought that she could always get along with Mr. Ain. She always maintained the precautions she should have against such an overly shrewd man. I have never really wanted to get close to my heart, probably because I knew that she was leaving the UK recently. This Mr. Ain seemed to have suddenly changed his pursuit method in recent days. In the past, he only appeared occasionally because he couldn't get it. In response to her, he never did anything to lower his dignity.
It's happened quite frequently recently. Either he invited her to be his female companion, or he had a party at the Mid-Levels villa in the outer suburbs of London, and invited her to go with him. There were also various invitations. His proactive attitude was obvious, and he had become a little reserved from the beginning. A calm pursuit turned into a progressively more obvious pursuit.
However, Feng Ling only agreed to the dinner party from beginning to end.
The reason was actually because of Mr. Senter's concern, so she agreed to go, and Ji Nuan and Xiaoba were supposed to go there that day, but because Ji Nuan had a temporary partner coming to meet, Feng Ling had to represent MN. The group went to the party. She originally rejected Ain's invitation, but suddenly agreed a few hours before the dinner started. She was in a hurry when she went to attend. Originally, she wanted to simply wear similar clothes, but Ain said that such an occasion should not be too casual, so he drove her to an image customization center and asked someone to change her dress, do her hair, put on exquisite makeup, and put on high heels.
At that time, Feng Ling was also in a hurry, so he had no choice but to obey the arrangement. When he finally came out, Ain, a man like Ain who had been used to Fengyue for more than 30 years, was stunned for a long time.
She looked like Cinderella transformed into a princess. The key look in her eyes seemed to be that she disliked so many cumbersome skirts and hairstyles on her body. This kind of look made people easily act up.
On the day of the dinner, Feng Ling took his car, listened to his arrangements, and finally went in with him as a female companion at the dinner.
But she didn't realize that there would be media at the scene.
When he saw various rumors from the business media during the day, Feng Ling didn't take them seriously.
She is not a star in the entertainment industry, so she doesn't mind such scandals. Anyway, she has nothing to do with Mr. Iron after closing the door, and there is no need to explain.
But why is he here again
Feng Ling pretended not to see it and was about to go to the parking lot in front to find her car. As soon as she reached the roadside, the blue Bugatti drove over and stopped in front of her.
She paused and looked at the car window that was slowly falling in front of her.
Ain handed her a look in the car asking her to get in. Feng Ling looked at him calmly: "Is something wrong?"
Ain smiled, rested one hand on the steering wheel casually, and looked at her sideways: "We have known each other for so long, so we are not strangers anymore. You understand my situation pretty much, even if you don't want to You can be my girlfriend, but you shouldn’t be so defensive, and you won’t lose a piece of flesh when you get in my car.”
"There will be no shortage of meat, but it's not necessary." Feng Ling said bluntly.
She has always been the kind of person who doesn't like to cause trouble for herself. She knows that she will never like him, so she never gives them a chance to get close to each other.
The dinner party the night before yesterday was just a special case. At that time, she only went to give face to their London International Bank for Ji Nuan, but it did not mean that she unilaterally gave face to Ain.
"Yes, yes, yes, it's not necessary." Ain reached out and opened the door on the passenger side of the car: "I'll take you to see something, and then leave after you finish it. I won't hold you back."
Feng Ling didn't make any move.
"You are about to return to the United States, what else can I do?" Seeing her stubborn temper, Ain's eyes seemed a little helpless: "Miss Feng, give me some face, at least I have always been very good to you, how about it?" We can all be considered friends, and you can’t be so ruthless and callous to your friends.”
Feng Ling glanced at the time, then looked at him again: "What do you want to take me to see?"
"You get in the car, I'll show you and you will know. Don't tell me that I have never had any evil thoughts towards you. Even if I did, I'm afraid I can't beat you. Just get in the car with peace of mind." Ain said with a smile.
There was a hint of impatience in Feng Ling's eyes. She hated dealing with these feelings that were beyond her own expectations, but she really didn't hate Ain. This man was very smart and a gentleman. He would not do anything annoying and would never do anything annoying. It's all done at the click of a button.
She opened the car door and got in. While fastening her seat belt, she said calmly: "Where to go? How far? How long?"
"Very close."
"Half an hour." She raised her head and looked ahead outside the car window, and suddenly said these four words again.
Ain understood that she only gave him half an hour.
Probably because he is in a high position, he has been entangled with those passionate women for a long time, and his feelings for those clear water cabbages are also very weak, but Feng Ling hid all the thorns in his body and just gave a cold prohibition. The iceberg beauty who came close to anyone became his favorite, and even gradually became a cinnabar mole in his heart. Gradually, he was unwilling to maintain such a relationship that was neither far nor close.
He still wanted to conquer her.
But it's hard to do it. It doesn't work when it's cold, hot, close, or far away.
Then maybe, we can only attack the mind, little by little, slowly.
Ain drove the car to the downstairs of the International Bank Building in London. This building is seventy stories high. Among the various high-rise buildings in London, it is considered to be of medium height. There is a very broad and huge rooftop above. Ain After En got out of the car, he motioned for her to follow him. Feng Ling didn't know why, but he still followed.
The two walked into the elevator, and she saw Ain pressing the floor button on the rooftop.
She immediately looked at him doubtfully: "What are you doing on the rooftop of your building?"
Ain raised his lips and smiled slightly: "I will take you to the rooftop, of course, to threaten you. I will stand on it and force you to be my girlfriend. If you refuse, I will jump off."