"I heard Miss Ji say that your drinking capacity is not very good." Ain reminded her in a low voice when he saw that she was only drinking.
Feng Ling curled his lips slightly: "It's just a glass of red wine, it doesn't matter. If there is more, I will definitely not drink it again."
Feng Ling has been in the UK for a year. He has always been very measured. He cannot be said to be a teetotal drinker, but at least he has never drank too much. Even in some business negotiation situations, even when he had to drink to accompany him, he always remembered He controlled his drinking capacity and never let himself lose his composure.
It is said that the more awake you are, the less able you are to immerse yourself in the world of your senses. Feng Ling was struck by fate and had to be too sober, and even came to the UK in this state, so she must allow herself to be sober all the time. We are all on the edge of sanity and cannot afford to slack off in the slightest.
It was very quiet on the rooftop. Feng Ling didn't say much. The whole process was just Ain talking about some topics inspired by what he had seen recently.
Feng Ling occasionally remained silent and occasionally smiled politely, but it was obvious that he was just being polite and perfunctory.
She doesn't like him.
It's obvious that I don't like it.
Ain finally put down the tableware in his hand: "If it doesn't suit your taste, can I take you to eat somewhere else?"
"No, I'm just not very hungry." Feng Ling said softly: "Mr. Ain, I am a person who is about to leave the UK, and if there is no necessary reason, I will never have the opportunity to come here again. We It's better to stop here, I don't want to affect my current peaceful and stable life."
Ain knew that it was true that no matter how hard or soft he came, he could not shake her. He smiled and said: "Okay, then this meal will be regarded as a farewell to you. I wish you a safe journey back to the United States, and I wish you a better future." The future is bright.”
Feng Ling smiled: "I don't dare to take it seriously. As a beginner in the business world, I am just lucky to be able to occasionally negotiate a few orders. In this kind of circle, it is good to be able to leave a whole body. How dare I Think about a bright future.”
But having said that, she still picked up the wine glass, clinked it with him, and drank the last sip of red wine in the glass.
Probably Mr. Ain really didn't mention anything about pursuing her, but was purely concerned about the various issues she would have to take over the family business after returning to the United States and Feng's family from the perspective of a friend, and he would give her a few words of advice from time to time. There were some important things that needed attention, and Feng Ling felt much more relaxed. He picked up the tableware and started eating, chatting and laughing with him while eating, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.
After chatting like this for a while, Ain looked at Feng Ling's smiling face: "I've known you for so long, and this is the first time I've seen you smile at me."
"Really?" The smile on Feng Ling's face did not shrink, and he naturally raised his lips: "Xiaoba often complains that I don't like to smile, saying that I am not friendly enough. It seems to be true."
"It doesn't matter. There are advantages to not liking to laugh. At least you can go back to take charge of your family's business at a young age. The old fritters in the company will know at a glance that you are not a girl to be trifled with, and they won't be able to take advantage of your words easily. The expression on your face can tell what you are thinking, which is also a good thing for you."
Feng Ling just smiled again and didn't answer. She was about to use a fork to pick up a piece of broccoli on the plate in front of her, but suddenly there was a dull pain in the back of her neck. She instinctively "hissed" in a slightly relaxed environment. With a sound, he raised his hand and touched the neck behind the collar.
"What's wrong?" Ain saw her movement.
"Ah, it's okay." Feng Ling put down his hand, picked up a piece of broccoli and put it on the plate in front of him: "When I was looking for something in the company's database yesterday afternoon, I was scratched by the light stand next to the information cabinet. It's just that The skin injury will heal within two days. I raised my hand too much and accidentally pulled it."
After hearing the words, Ain stood up directly, walked over, and before Feng Ling could react, he stepped forward and pulled her collar back. Sure enough, he saw a piece of length about two or three centimeters on the back of her neck where it was connected to the lateral carotid artery. The wound was indeed not too serious, but it was obvious that there was a lot of blood when it was scratched. She did not disinfect the wound. She probably just washed it with clean water, and she did not tell anyone. She was injured here, and there was some redness and swelling around the wound.
He frowned: "You are such a good girl. Every time you get injured, you always say it's okay and say it's just a skin injury. Could it be that you have suffered more serious injuries? What kind of skin injuries are not skin injuries? You never take it seriously. Think of yourself as a woman?"
Feng Ling felt a little uncomfortable because a man was looking at her neck at such a close distance, and she slightly shrank her neck to avoid it, but Ain raised his hand and held her head down: "Don't move, I'll take a look. "
Feng Ling: "It's okay. The scabs will be scabbed in two days, so there's no need to be like this..."
As a result, Ain pressed her head with one hand to prevent her from moving. He picked up the phone with the other hand and dialed a number directly. He said to the phone: "Send a medical kit. I need medical disinfectant cotton and some medicine to treat simple trauma. , yes, bring it up now."
After saying that, he put down the phone, continued to lift Feng Ling's collar, and looked at her snow-white neck with only a small wound: "Don't move yet, I will disinfect it for you later."
"It's really not necessary." Feng Ling was about to stand up, but he held his shoulder down.
Ain was always a strong man, and now that he saw that she was injured, he would not let her get up and leave easily. The two of them went back and forth like this, and at some point they got closer. When Feng Ling turned to look at him, Ain also just lowered his head to say something to her, but his breath came closer in an instant, and she almost bumped into his lips.
The man in front of her had deep eyes. He looked at her face and her lips, and he held her head down and was about to kiss her.
Suddenly, a huge wind sound came from nowhere above the rooftop. The wind speed was so fast that it made the tablecloths around the table flutter. Feng Ling also had an excellent ear and felt that the sound was familiar, like some kind of wind. With the sound of a large helicopter propeller, she pushed Ain away a certain distance. In the blink of an eye, she saw a black helicopter flying over. It hovered more than ten meters above the rooftop for a minute, and then landed on the rooftop. .
When they landed, the roses covering the rooftop were blown aside by the wind and scattered around, making a mess all over the ground.
Ain turned around and saw the helicopter that suddenly landed on the rooftop of the building, and frowned.
When Feng Ling saw the XI logo on the helicopter clearly, his eyes did not change at all. The door of the cabin opened at that moment, and Li Nanheng's tall figure walked out, stepping on the things on the ground that were about to be shattered by the wind. Rose, looking at the man and woman who were almost hugging each other, glanced at the candles and red wine on the table with stern eyes, and her eyes were filled with a chill that was as cold as three feet -