Rebirth in the 80s: The Tycoon Boss Becomes Her Doting Husband Slave

Ji Wanmei, naturally beautiful and graceful, was the factory director's daughter. At eighteen, she was admitted to the provincial university. With her braids and floral skirt, her waist swaying...

Chapter 164 Unable to restrain himself, he kissed her.

Chapter 164

"Did you set off very early?" Ji Wanmei asked Lei Tingjun.

It's only nine o'clock in the morning. He drove here from Pingdong, which took at least three and a half hours.

"Okay." Lei Tingjun responded, took a bottle of iced cola from the car and handed it to Ji Wanmei.

He bought this at a shop near the station before coming to East China University.

He noticed that the students coming out of the school all liked to drink this, so he bought a bottle for Ji Wanmei as well.

"Why is there only one bottle?" Ji Wanmei took it and sipped it. "Didn't you buy one for yourself?"

“I don’t like drinking this,” Lei Tingjun replied to Ji Wanmei’s words as he drove.

He didn't ask a single question about the young man from earlier.

Ji Wanmei had no idea what he was feeling during the five minutes before Lei Tingjun got out of the car, as he sat there smoking and watched her and Lu Zhuoxuan talk from afar.

Ji Wanmei took a sip of iced cola and felt refreshed. She had been waiting at the school gate for almost half an hour and was unbearably hot.

At this time, iced cola was still packaged in glass bottles with pull-tab caps, so you could drink it straight from the bottle opening.

But Lei Tingjun was thoughtful; when he bought it, he even remembered to ask Ji Wanmei for a straw.

Ji Wanmei took two sips, then pulled out the straw and held the Coke bottle to his lips: "Would you like to try a sip? Have you had it before?"

Lei Tingjun took a sip and said, "I've had it before. At the construction site, A-Qiang bought it for everyone. I think it tastes strange and is harsh on the tongue. It's not as good as brewing a pot of Eagle Tea to quench your thirst."

Ji Wanmei chuckled, "That's how it is when you first start drinking cola and you don't like the taste. But once you get used to it, you'll like the flavor."

Lei Tingjun turned his head slightly and saw Ji Wanmei laughing heartily, and the corners of his mouth also unconsciously curved upwards.

He also noticed that Ji Wanmei was wearing a very pretty dress today, and the crystal hair clip he had given her was pinned to her hair near her ear.

She looked stunning in that hair clip, which accentuated her fair skin, making her appear even more delicate and beautiful.

"Did you receive my reply?" Ji Wanmei turned to look at him with a smile.

"Yes, I received it." Lei Tingjun nodded.

Ji Wanmei found it strange. In the letter, Lei Tingjun was all lovey-dovey, tender, and affectionate, saying so much to her that he could fill four or five sheets of paper. But when he actually saw her in person, he became silent.

“I have a question for you, and you must tell me honestly,” Ji Wanmei said. “Those letters, were they your own?”

"Of course I wrote it myself." Lei Tingjun said immediately, afraid that she would misunderstand. "I don't even show the letters I wrote to you to anyone else, so how could I let someone else write them for me?"

Ji Wanmei chuckled: "Then why do you say so much in your letters, but become so quiet when you see me?"

Lei Tingjun suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road, turned his head and looked deeply at Ji Wanmei: "Because I saw you, I felt that everything was enough."

"You're already in front of me, so any more words about missing you or sentimental talk would be superfluous."

Ji Wanmei was taken aback, her cheeks suddenly flushed, and she turned her head away: "I've discovered that you're quite good at talking."

Lei Tingjun glanced at her slightly blushing cheeks, smiled, opened the car door and got out: "We're here, get out."

Ji Wanmei looked around in confusion. They had driven to the outskirts of the city near the school: "Where are you taking me?"

Then, as if by magic, Lei Tingjun unloaded a bicycle from the back of the pickup truck.

Ji Wanmei exclaimed in surprise, "You actually brought a bicycle?!"

“I checked the map near your school. There’s a natural lake here with beautiful scenery. I’ll take you to see it.” Lei Tingjun untied the bicycle.

"By cycling there, you can enjoy the scenery along the way and feel cool in the breeze."

Ji Wanmei felt that Lei Tingjun always managed to surprise her.

He was so thoughtful that he even went to find a map of her school beforehand to do his homework.

After fixing the bicycle, Lei Tingjun went back to the car, took out a cassette radio, and handed it to Ji Wanmei.

"Did you just buy this?" Ji Wanmei looked down at it.

“Hmm.” Lei Tingjun got on the bicycle, his two long legs could be used as brake supports, and he gestured for Ji Wanmei to sit behind him.

Ji Wanmei was unaware that Lei Tingjun was taking her boating on the lake today, and since she was wearing a cheongsam that made movement difficult, she sat sideways on the back of the bicycle.

Lei Tingjun, who was in front and keeping the balance, said, "If the mountain road is uneven, just hold onto my waist."

Ji Wanmei grabbed the back of his clothes with one hand and replied, "I'm seated, let's go!"

Lei Tingjun rode his bicycle forward, a slightly hot breeze blowing in his face.

Ji Wanmei leaned her face against his broad back, reached out and turned on the cassette radio, and found that there was already a cassette tape inside.

It's actually a Teresa Teng song.

As soon as it's turned on, Teresa Teng's unique, melodious, and gentle voice floats out.

"Sweet, sweet, your smile is like flowers blooming in the spring breeze..."

Ji Wanmei also liked this song very much, and softly hummed along—

"Where, where have I seen you before? Your smile is so familiar, but I can't quite place it... Ah... in my dream, I've seen you in my dream..."

A gentle breeze from the mountains and countryside caressed her long hair. She swung her legs lightly, the hem of her cheongsam fluttering in the wind. She sat on the back of a bicycle, holding a cassette radio, and softly sang along with the songs playing.

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