Chapter 302: Is He Courting? His Inferiority Complex (Part 1)
"Hey—stop right there—"
turn a deaf ear.
"I'm wearing fucking high heels—my legs are gonna break—"
The short, fat and round figure paused for a moment, then finally stopped and slowly turned around.
Huo Fanjin chased after him, panting heavily: "You...you...are you trying to tire me to death?"
"No, no, no, I don't want this." The chubby boy waved his hands wildly in front of his chest.
"Puff—" Huo Fanjin couldn't help but said, "You look like a fat fish that can't float! Hahaha..."
Jonas: “…”
"Hey, are you Frank? The one I keep in touch with via email?"
After an unknown amount of time, a light "hmm" sounded.
Huo Fanjin: "Why are you lowering your head so low when talking to me? Does your neck hurt?"
"…I'm sorry. I lied to you."
"Of course you lied to me!" Huo Fanjin snorted angrily, "Friends should be honest with each other. You don't even consider me a friend."
"No! I really think of you as a friend, but..." His voice trailed off and he stopped talking mid-sentence.
"Just what?" Huo Fanjin discovered that he did have an accent, but it was not as severe as he had imagined and he could still understand it.
"I'm not good-looking... You said in your first email that you like tall, sunny, and athletic boys."
Unfortunately, I am the complete opposite. I am not tall, not sunny, and I hate sports.
Huo Fanjin: "So you used Frank's photo to fool me?!"
Jonas: "I'm sorry."
She took a deep breath: "...what else?"
"What?"
"The photo is fake, what else is fake? You'd better explain it to me once and for all!"
"No more, everything else is real!"
"So you work at a convenience store? You picked up a blackback? And you don't like foie gras, but prefer dark chocolate?"
"Yeah! These are all true!"
Huo Fanjin's expression softened slightly, as if he wasn't as angry anymore. "The first time I emailed you to ask you out, you came, didn't you? Why did you say you were delivering a letter for Frank?"
This time, he was silent for a little longer.
"…Because, I feel like you saw that I was disappointed."
Huo Fanjin coughed lightly twice. Okay, she admitted that when she saw Jonas's appearance at that time, she was secretly praying in her heart that he was not Frank.
but--
"You can't just stand by and watch that scumbag Frank lie to me! Did you instruct him?!"
"No, no!" He quickly waved his hands. "At the time, I thought that as long as we didn't meet, we could still be pen pals when you returned to China. So, I didn't reply to any of the emails you sent me..."
Jonas had a simple idea: as long as he could get through these few days, his relationship with Gretta would remain unchanged and everything would be the same.
But somehow, Frank found out about this.
As soon as the theoretical results came out that day, he grabbed his computer, replied to Gretta, and agreed to meet.
The email had already been sent, and it was impossible to break the appointment a second time. In addition, Frank threatened him, so Jonas had to tell him some small details about himself and Gretta.
"I didn't order him to do that! In fact, I don't know why he did that."
"You just said that he stole your computer after the theoretical results came out?" Huo Fanjin grasped the key point.
"Yes." Jonas nodded. "He went to the hallway to answer a phone call, and when he came back he went crazy trying to grab my computer. There was no warning at all."
Huo Fanjin is not stupid. When he thinks about Frank's strange behavior when the two met, the truth is about to come out.
"Heh, he wants to interfere with me and make me hold back the entire team, thus causing China to suffer a crushing defeat."
Jonas was shocked, but soon he figured out the whole thing, and his face was filled with self-blame and shame.
Suddenly, he bowed ninety degrees to Huo Fanjin and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry."
"If it weren't for me, so many things wouldn't have happened. If I had mustered up the courage to confess to you at the beginning, Frank wouldn't have taken advantage of me."
Huo Fanjin pursed his lips: "Okay, I don't blame you. It's my fault for judging people by appearance in the first place... But you used someone else's photo to trick me, that's your fault!"
"Then... can we still be friends?" Jonas raised his head and asked cautiously.
Huo Fanjin saw that his eyes were red and his eye sockets were wet.
"Hey, were you crying just now?"
"……No."
"You're lying! So you really are a crybaby? You cried when your black back was injured, you cried when the coffee shop owner scolded you, and now you're still crying when you apologize to me, tsk tsk..."
Jonas's cheeks flushed.
His skin was naturally fair, and it was particularly obvious against the background, so he couldn't deny it.
"However," Huo Fanjin changed the subject, "even though you used fake photos and like to cry, you are much better than that scumbag Frank. At least you can admit your mistakes, so I still consider you my friend!
Jonas's eyes lit up with a startling light.
"Thank you! Thank you, Gretta!"
"Don't lie to me again, you hear me?"
"No, never again!"
Huo Fanjin's eyes rolled: "So what was your impression of me when we first met?"
Before this, she had never posted a photo of herself.
And after being rejected the first time, F...uh...Jonas never asked to send photos again.
"It's just...very beautiful..." He scratched his head.
"No more?"
“No more.”
Jonas would never tell her how fast his heart beat and how bright his eyes were when he first saw her.
He thought, Gretta is so beautiful, just as beautiful as I imagined.
It is also...a beauty that he cannot reach.
The party ended at ten o'clock in the evening.
Jiang Fuyue left the venue half an hour early and returned to the hotel, perfectly avoiding the Western media who were waiting outside the venue to interview her.
The interviews that needed to be done had already ended in the morning. Those who came tonight can only be called "wild media" who like to gossip and stir up trouble.
She was too lazy to deal with it and left early.
Zhong Ziang volunteered to take her back, and before getting off the car, he handed her a bouquet of white roses.
"Congratulations on winning the championship."
It’s not about winning an award, it’s about winning the championship.
There are many of the former, but only one of the latter.
Although he had never heard Jiang Fuyue say it, Zhong Ziang knew that she preferred the second one.
"The flowers smell great, thank you, but you can replace the roses with something else next time."
Zhong Ziang was stunned: "Why?"
"Because roses represent love, they are usually given to people seeking love. Are you seeking love with me?"
Zhong Ziang met the girl's clear eyes, his cheeks suddenly flushed, and without thinking, he blurted out: "Of course not!"
Jiang Fuyue was not surprised by this answer and even nodded in agreement: "So I asked you to change to something else."
After saying that, he strode into the revolving door.
After Zhong Ziang said "Of course not", he wanted to slap himself in the face!
What's wrong with him?
Where did the courage that made him want Jiang Fuyue to be his girlfriend go?
Why don't you just admit it?!
What a great opportunity just now!
Oh my god! What on earth did he do? Why did he give such a shitty answer?
He couldn't believe that those words came out of his own mouth.
"Depend on!"
He was so angry that he punched the steering wheel, regret written all over his face.
After venting his anger, he couldn't help but wonder why he subconsciously denied it. It was obviously not like this before...
Before I could figure out what was going on, my cell phone rang.
It was Xie Dingyuan who called and asked him where he drove the car, as he wanted to go back to the hotel.
Zhong Ziang could only go back to pick him up.
When Xie Dingyuan got on the car, before he even had time to warm up his seat, he heard his nephew speak softly -
"Uncle, can I ask you a question?"
Even such a polite word as "please advise" was used, it seems that this is not a small problem.
Xie Dingyuan: "You say."
"How can I become as good as Jiang Fuyue? No, I have to be better than her!"
When the man heard the three words "Jiang Fuyue", his eyebrows jumped unconsciously.
"Why do you ask that suddenly?"
Zhong Ziang didn't answer immediately, and an awkward expression flashed across his face.
He thought about it all the way and finally figured it out.
In the past, he dared to tell Jiang Fuyue directly and ask her to be his girlfriend. That was because he felt that he was charming and had an advantage, so he was very confident.
After all, when he was in the imperial capital, he was also the "grass of the school"!
Whether it's figure or appearance, it's perfect.
But these things are worthless in front of Jiang Fuyue.
The Ling Xuan who was around Jiang Fuyue had all the looks, family background, and charm that he was proud of.
And the longer they were together, the more clearly he realized that Jiang Fuyue's preferences were not in these things.
My advantage is gone.
He became an unconfident coward, so when Jiang Fuyue threw out that sentence, he didn't dare to respond!
Yes, Zhong Ziang had to admit that it was not that he didn't want to answer, but that he didn't dare to answer!
Only by regaining his confidence and self-confidence, the next time he encountered this kind of question, could he look into Jiang Fuyue's eyes and reply frankly and boldly: "Yes, I am proposing to you. What do you think, do you agree or not?"
First update, 3,000 words. Second update at 12:00.
Zhong Ziang is a sober person in the world.
(End of this chapter)
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