Chapter 41: The Lucky King 8: The Lucky King
Wu Lan remembered this voice, having heard it in the hospital yesterday.
He turned to look at the person coming, and saw a man wearing gold-rimmed sunglasses walking towards him. His floral shirt was as flamboyant as usual.
As he got closer, Fei Sheng took off his sunglasses with one hand, smiled, and said in surprise, "Are you here to see the exhibition too?"
Wu Lan could tell that Fei Sheng's breathing was a little unstable, as if he was panting, giving people the illusion that he was in a hurry.
He was a little slow to respond, put down his fork, and stood up quickly.
"Yes." Wu Lan nodded, a look of surprise on her face: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."
"Maybe this is fate."
Fei Sheng walked straight to Wu Lan's side. After Wu Lan sat down, he glanced at the small cake on the table that he hadn't eaten yet and asked, "Did I disturb you?"
"No interruption."
Wu Lan waved her hand. "By the way, do you want to get something to eat? We have afternoon tea here, and there are lots of cakes to eat."
Speaking of cake, Wu Lan glanced at the chocolate cake on the table that she hadn't even taken a bite of yet and swallowed.
Fei Sheng did not miss such a small action.
He looked at the cake, and just when Wu Lan thought she wanted to eat it too, he picked up the small fork and fed the small piece of cake on the fork to Wu Lan's mouth.
Wu Lan was stunned.
But before she could figure out why Fei Sheng did this, her mouth opened and the cake was fed into it.
The rich aroma of chocolate spread in her mouth. Wu Lan held the piece of cake in her mouth, blinking her eyes, and was stunned.
"Is it tasty?"
It was inconvenient to talk with the cake in his mouth, so Wu Lan nodded while swallowing. When he was able to speak normally, the cake was fed to his mouth again, and he ate it without thinking.
Only after one-third of the cake was left did he realize belatedly that Fei Sheng had been feeding him.
Such an action is somewhat too intimate for someone you have only met three times.
Moreover, this was a public place, and he vaguely felt that many guests who came to see the exhibition were secretly looking at them.
Realizing this, Wu Lan, who was very thin-skinned, immediately blushed. He hurriedly grabbed Fei Sheng's hand and whispered embarrassedly, "I, I can eat by myself."
When she was shy, her long, raven-black eyelashes would tremble uncontrollably, her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, her small face was flushed with a beautiful blush, and her plump lips were pursed.
This cute and shy little look is so attractive that people can't take their eyes off it.
Fei Sheng stared at the pretty little face so close to him, and his heart felt like it was hit by a heavy punch. As the little boy blinked, his heart beat loudly and almost jumped out of his chest.
He wanted to slow down his heartbeat, worried that Wu Lan would notice his silly look.
He lowered his eyes to look at his grabbed hand.
The small, scallion-white hand was almost an inch smaller than his own, with delicate skin, neatly trimmed nails, pink fingertips, and fingers slightly curled up out of shyness and nervousness.
The breath that had originally calmed down suddenly became disordered, but Fei Sheng did not show it on the surface. He put down the fork as Wu Lan instructed.
Looking at the obedient boy who was munching on his cake, Fei Sheng suppressed the urge to get closer and asked in a natural manner, "Why are you the only one here at the exhibition?"
"Why didn't your family come to accompany you?"
Wu Lan didn't understand what Fei Sheng meant at first. After thinking about it, he guessed that the other party was talking about his tenant Lian Shuo.
He was a little confused as to why the other party mentioned Lian Shuo, but he still answered first: "He doesn't seem interested in seeing the exhibition."
Before going out today, Lian Shuo asked him where he was going, but judging from Lian Shuo's reaction, he seemed not interested in the art exhibition.
"Even if you're not interested, I can't let you come alone." Fei Sheng paused, then added, "If it were me, I would definitely accompany you the whole time and definitely not leave you alone."
"But there's a saying that goes, two people with different hobbies can't stay together for long. It's better to find someone with similar interests."
Wu Lan felt that what Fei Sheng said was a bit profound and he couldn't quite understand it, but he didn't want to show that he was stupid, so he just nodded in agreement.
"Well, you're right!"
"For example, when you go to an exhibition, you can't see the same thing as someone who doesn't have artistic talent."
Wu Lan, who didn't have much artistic talent, nodded again. He felt Fei Sheng was absolutely right. He didn't really understand painting at all, but he felt embarrassed to interrupt Si Qinyu's introduction.
He came here just for the free cupcakes.
Fei Sheng felt that his words should have played a certain role in provoking others, which was why he rushed over to create an encounter after seeing Wu Lan's update.
If anyone is to blame, it's Lian Shuo who let Wu Lan come to the exhibition alone, which gave him the opportunity.
"Are you free after the exhibition?"
Wu Lan took a sip of coffee, which was so bitter that he frowned. He stuck out his tongue and said, "I have to go to the Huanyi Shopping Mall later to do something important."
Fei Sheng stared at the small piece of scarlet soft tongue that was sticking out, and his eyes darkened.
"Let me take you there. I happen to be free this afternoon."
His protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down as he said, "The Huanyi Mall is a bit far from here, so it's not convenient to take a taxi."
Wu Lan thought Fei Sheng was a good person and actually cared about him.
"That's great, thank you!"
He thought about it and felt that he should say: "You are such a nice person."
Looking at the little boy smiling sweetly at him, Fei Sheng felt his heart skip a beat again. His heart was easily controlled by someone.
After having a very full afternoon tea, Wu Lan touched her stomach and felt that it was time for her to leave.
Seeing that Si Qinyu had not returned, he thought of looking for him and saying goodbye to him.
But the exhibition was too big, and Wu Lan couldn't find Si Qinyu. After wandering around, she finally came to the painting that depicted his appearance.
A familiar figure stood there.
"Xiao Lan, what are you looking for?"
Fei Sheng, who had been walking beside Wu Lan, spoke. He noticed that Wu Lan seemed to be looking for someone, which made him alert.
"Find a friend."
Wu Lan didn't expect to meet Qi Yanshan here. She paused and wanted to go over and say hello.
The most important thing is that he has a question to ask Qi Yanshan.
Just as he was about to walk over, Wu Lan stopped and looked at Fei Sheng beside him. He said hesitantly, "Brother Fei Sheng, can you wait here for me?"
"I'm going over to say hello to my friends."
Wu Lan's attitude made Fei Sheng narrow his eyes. He glanced at the man not far away with hostility, then smiled very kindly: "Of course."
Seeing Fei Sheng agreed, Wu Lan walked towards Qi Yanshan, not noticing that Fei Sheng behind her had already put away his smile and was staring at the man coldly.
"Doctor Qi, what a coincidence."
Walking over cautiously, Wu Lan saw Qi Yanshan noticed her and quickly asked, "Are you taking a break today?"
Today is a working day, so Qi Yanshan should be at work.
"Well, I'm taking today off."
Qi Yanshan keenly noticed the tall man in a floral shirt not far away, who looked at him with obvious scrutiny and hostility.
He glanced at the young man in front of him, his eyes darkening.
"You seem to have something to ask me?"
Wu Lan didn't expect Qi Yanshan to be so smart that he could actually see what he was thinking. He thought that he was worthy of being a doctor and was really amazing.
"I have a question..."
Wu Lan blushed when he talked about this. Worried that others might hear him, he took the initiative to move closer and spoke in a low voice, "I want to ask Dr. Qi, is there anything wrong with my body?"
After the physical examination yesterday, he experienced the pain of not being able to urinate, but after further observation, he found that he had returned to normal.
What bothered him more was another matter.
During the examination, the doctor abruptly stopped talking.
From what Dr. Qi said, his body seemed to be missing something that a normal person should have, but he didn't know what the other person was referring to.
This question troubled him all night, but he was too embarrassed to send a message to Dr. Qi to ask, as he always felt that it would be better to discuss this matter in person.
"defect?"
Qi Yanshan thought about it, and after Wu Lan's hesitant and blushing reminder, he finally understood what the little guy was asking.
Thinking of this, his eyes darkened. He bent down close to Wu Lan's ear and whispered, "Your body is indeed missing something, but this is not a defect."
"It's not appropriate to discuss this here. Perhaps we can arrange a time to meet alone. What do you think?"
Qi Yanshan's words made Wu Lan reluctantly breathe a sigh of relief. Although it was not a defect, he was very eager to know what was missing from his body.
He nodded and quickly made an appointment with the doctor.
The way the two of them were whispering made Fei Sheng, who was not far away, furious. He touched his itchy back teeth and decided to count to three seconds. If the two of them didn't separate, he would go over.
one!
two! !
Three... well, separated.
Looking at the little boy walking towards him with a relaxed look on his face, Fei Sheng's face once again showed a gentle smile, and he looked like a considerate and kind person.
"Are you done greeting?"
"Uh-huh."
Wu Lan didn't notice the jealousy hidden in Fei Sheng's eyes. He looked at the time and found that there was less than half an hour left before the free lottery was about to end.
He has to go there quickly!
Now, Wu Lan had no choice but to give up saying goodbye to Si Qinyu in person, and hurriedly pulled Fei Sheng away from the exhibition, finally arriving at the scene before the lottery ended.
Fei Sheng looked at the little boy who rushed into the crowd in the blink of an eye, his handsome brows furrowed, and he didn't understand what Wu Lan was going to do for a moment.
His eyes followed Wu Lan all the time until he saw Wu Lan running to draw the lottery, and then his brows slowly relaxed.
"It seems that he likes the lottery very much. This is really surprising."
"Yeah."
Fei Sheng responded with his arms folded, and suddenly realized something was wrong. He turned to look at Yan Chiheng who had appeared beside him at some point.
He took two steps back in surprise, "When did you get here?!"
"I met your car on the road and happened to see him sitting in your passenger seat." Yan Chiheng also looked at Wu Lan with his arms folded, his face calm, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior of following.
"Why, did I disturb you?"
He glanced at Fei Sheng's increasingly ugly expression, raised his eyebrows, and asked meaningfully:
"Or do you not want to be discovered as a mistress?"
Fei Sheng was almost choked by Yan Chiheng's words.
He stared at Yan Chiheng's expressionless face and asked coldly, "What about you? Why did you follow me?"
"I'll be the mistress."
There were many people passing by, and the noise almost drowned out Yan Chiheng's voice, so Fei Sheng couldn't hear it clearly for a while.
But when he saw the shape of Yan Chiheng's lips when he spoke, the alarm bells in his heart rang again, and he instantly recalled that this person's attitude towards Wu Lan was completely different from usual.
With his thin lips pressed into a straight line, Fei Sheng looked at Yan Chiheng with a probing and faintly hostile gaze.
Yan Chiheng keenly sensed the hostility in the other person's eyes. He stopped looking at Fei Sheng and turned his gaze to the little boy in front of him who was smiling happily because he had won the third prize.
He suddenly said, "Maybe we can kick his boyfriend out first."
After a pause, Yan Chiheng gave a chilling smile, his eyes full of determination to win over the little boy.
"What do you think?"
Fei Sheng also looked at Wu Lan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said slowly:
"I agree."
...
After drawing the prize, Wu Lan squeezed out of the crowd holding a doll that was almost half the size of his body.
The doll was too big and blocked his view, so he didn't see a small ball rolling under his feet and stepped on it.
Her body immediately lost balance and was about to fall. Wu Lan was so scared that she immediately closed her eyes and hugged the doll tightly.
Suddenly, four hands stretched out from behind.
The expected fall did not happen. Wu Lan opened her eyes carefully and found that someone was holding her up.
The doll he was holding in his arms fell into the hands of another person.
Looking at Fei Sheng holding the doll, Wu Lan raised her head hesitantly, unable to understand why Yan Chiheng appeared here.
His face was filled with doubts and he couldn't hide a single thought.
“You are, you are…”
"I'm Yan Chiheng."
Yan Chiheng continued Wu Lan's words with a smile. He hugged the light little guy in his arms tighter, ignoring Fei Sheng's unhappy look.
"Come to think of it, I don't even know your name."
Wu Lan then remembered that they had met three times in total, but still didn't know each other's name.
After he said his name, he heard Fei Sheng coughing unnaturally.
Looking over, Wu Lan noticed that many people around were staring at them.
His face quickly turned red.
He quickly asked Yan Chiheng to put him down. His legs felt inexplicably weak and he didn't dare to look up at anyone for a moment.
It was really embarrassing to be hugged for so long in public.
I'm not a child anymore...
When Yan Chiheng put the man down, he felt a little regretful. He glanced at Fei Sheng who was talking to Wu Lan and thought that this man was really troublesome.
"Are you okay?"
"fine."
Fei Sheng's concern warmed Wu Lan's heart. He smiled at Fei Sheng and thanked Yan Chiheng somewhat embarrassedly.
"Why is Mr. Yan here?"
Frowning at the distant name, Yan Chiheng said, "I was here on some business and happened to see Ah Sheng, so I came over to say hello."
"I didn't expect you two to be together."
"I met Brother Fei Sheng at an art exhibition. He happened to be free so he sent me here."
Remembering that it was these two who sent him home last time, Wu Lan asked curiously, "Brother Fei Sheng, are you and Mr. Yan good friends?"
"Yeah, we've known each other for many years."
All of Fei Sheng's unhappiness almost disappeared after he heard Wu Lan calling him "Mr. Yan" left and right.
Compared with Mr. Yan, the three words "Brother Fei Sheng" are obviously much more intimate, and his status is obviously much higher than Yan Chiheng.
Just look at the positions of the three people now and you will know.
Wu Lan was very close to him, their clothes almost touching each other, and there was enough space between Wu Lan and Yan Chiheng for a doll.
Yan Chiheng also saw the difference between them.
Yan Chiheng glanced coldly at the dazzling smile on Fei Sheng's face, his eyes darkened, and he walked to Wu Lan calmly.
"It's almost dinner time. Do you want to have dinner together tonight?"
He paused and said, "There's a very good Japanese restaurant on the top floor of this mall. Do you want to try it?"
Wu Lan had just finished afternoon tea and was not very hungry. She was about to ask Yan Chiheng and Fei Sheng to go eat, but Fei Sheng's words interrupted her thoughts.
"I know that restaurant. I heard that today is their anniversary and you can enter a raffle if you go there for dinner."
"Xiao Lan, are you interested?"
Wu Lan was not interested in eating, but when it came to the lottery, she became very interested.
His eyes sparkled with anticipation: "I'm interested. I want to go~"
But he was a little timid because he heard that the consumption in this shopping mall was very high, not to mention the Japanese restaurants that sounded extremely expensive.
"Don't worry, we've got a treat."
Fei Sheng put his arm around Wu Lan's shoulders as if he was afraid that she would run away.
He raised his chin towards Yan Chiheng and gave him a provocative smile: "I'm right, Mr. Yan."
"Of course I'll treat you, don't worry, Xiaolan."
Yan Chiheng pulled the corner of his mouth with a forced smile, and while Fei Sheng was not paying attention, he swept his hand down from Wu Lan's shoulder.
"Xiao Lan, let's go up first."
As he spoke, he turned around and looked at Fei Sheng, pointing at the doll in Fei Sheng's hand, and instructed: "Put the doll on the cart first. It's not easy to take such a big doll to the store. Xiao Lan and I will go up to take the order. We will divide the work and cooperate, understand?"
"Brother Fei Sheng, thank you for your help."
Fei Sheng wanted to curse but the words got stuck in his throat. Seeing Wu Lan smiling so sweetly at him, he couldn't bear to refuse.
"No trouble, I'll be there soon."
*
Fei Sheng was indeed very fast. He appeared as soon as Wu Lan and Yan Chiheng sat down in the store.
Taking off his shoes, Fei Sheng stepped onto the tatami and glanced at Yan Chiheng's position.
Theirs is a Japanese-style private room with a low rectangular table in the middle and two square cushions on both sides.
Wu Lan and Yan Chiheng sat on the same side, and he had no choice but to sit opposite them.
After secretly cursing Yan Chiheng's true scheming, Fei Sheng sat down cross-legged and asked Wu Lan for credit.
"I've already put the doll away. Just take my car back home tonight."
"Yeah, thank you brother~"
Hearing the sweet call of "brother", Fei Sheng stopped complaining, smiled so hard that his face was about to split, and he was more diligent in refilling Wu Lan's hot tea.
Only Yan Chiheng's expression was not very good, but he hid it well.
After placing the order, while waiting, Wu Lan accidentally learned that there was an event being held in a few days where she could participate in a free lottery.
"Mr. Yan, are you saying that only VIP guests can participate in the event?"
After knowing this condition, Wu Lan suddenly felt lost and her shoulders drooped.
"Yes."
Yan Chiheng chuckled at the little boy's cute reaction and said, "I'm a VIP there. If you come with me, you can enter the lottery."
Wu Lan was very surprised and a little excited: "Is this really possible?"
"Of course no problem." Yan Chiheng nodded.
"Let's exchange contact information and I'll take you there on time, okay?"
"Okay, okay!"
Watching coldly as Yan Chiheng got Wu Lan's contact information, Fei Sheng snorted secretly, thinking that his bar could also hold a lottery event, and then he could make a perfect lottery plan specifically for Wu Lan.
He would privately invite Wu Lan to the store and make sure that Wu Lan drew the lottery to her satisfaction and happiness.
After a while, the ordered sushi and sashimi arrived one after another.
Wu Lan had rarely eaten Japanese food, and it was his first time coming into contact with completely raw ingredients, so he was a little hesitant to eat it.
"You can try dipping it in soy sauce first, and then try dipping it in wasabi."
Seeing that Wu Lan didn't move, Fei Sheng first demonstrated to Wu Lan. He picked up a piece of salmon, dipped it in soy sauce, and put it into his mouth.
Wu Lan followed suit and took a piece of salmon. The wonderful taste made his eyes widen, "It's so delicious!"
"Try dipping it in wasabi, but be careful not to put too much."
Wu Lan was very cautious and only put a little bit of wasabi on it. After taking a bite, the spicy taste hit her nose, making it feel sour and astringent. Her eyes turned red and were covered with a layer of mist.
"No, no..."
He couldn't stand the taste, it was too stimulating. His tongue turned red from the spiciness and tears came out.
"Spit it out."
A hand extended to her mouth, but Wu Lan didn't have the nerve to spit it into someone else's hand, so she forced herself to swallow it with red eyes.
He didn't dare try wasabi again, so he had to dip it in soy sauce.
Seeing both of them eating wasabi without changing their expressions, Wu Lan swallowed and thought they were really amazing.
Halfway through the meal, Fei Sheng received a call and walked out of the box.
"Xiao Lan, do you know how to eat sushi?"
Yan Chiheng put down his chopsticks and wiped his hands with the wet towel beside him. "Some people eat directly with their hands."
“Like this.”
He demonstrated to Wu Lan, picked up a piece of sushi, dipped the brush on the table in soy sauce, and spread a layer of soy sauce on the tuna.
The soy sauce seeps into the ruby-red tuna, making its color even more alluring.
Wu Lan looked at the sushi that Yan Chiheng held in front of him. He tilted his head and thought seriously.
Is this for him to eat?
I think so... Did you eat it directly from Yan Chiheng's hand?
Worried that she would be considered a bumpkin for asking this question, Wu Lan carefully leaned over and ate the sushi from the other person's hand.
This piece of sushi was a bit big, and the tuna on it was quite thick. Wu Lan couldn't finish it in one bite, so she had to swallow half of it slowly and then eat the rest.
His tongue inevitably touched the other person's palm. After tasting the salty soy sauce, he couldn't help but lick it with the tip of his tongue.
Like a kitten.
Yan Chiheng looked at the little boy who buried his face in his palm and felt the soft and warm little tongue licking his palm, which was very wet and itchy.
From his perspective, the little boy lowered his head, revealing his fair and slender neck, and his thin and skinny frame made him look like a weak and greedy little animal.
In order to make it easier to eat, Wu Lan leaned over, took Yan Chiheng's hand, raised her face, and asked sincerely but naively, "Do you want to eat like this?"
Yan Chiheng's throat suddenly tightened, and he said hoarsely, "Yes, that's how you eat it."
“You did a great job.”
Wu Lan's face turned red as she was praised for eating sushi. She pursed her lips, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. She felt that she was really amazing and could learn it quickly.
After being praised, Wu Lan wanted to imitate him.
He imitated what Yan Chiheng had done just now, put the sushi in his hand, spread soy sauce on it, and opened his palm towards Yan Chiheng.
"Mr. Yan, do you want to eat?"
His black, watery eyes sparkled, filled with curiosity and anticipation. The piece of sushi he had chosen looked particularly tempting and delicious.
Yan Chiheng could not refuse such an invitation.
"I want to eat."
He slowly lowered his head. It was the first time he ate sushi from someone else's hands. Not only did he not feel uncomfortable at all, but he felt that the sushi was as sweet as if it was coated with syrup.
Wu Lan thought this way of eating was quite fun, and when her palms were licked, she had the illusion of feeding a puppy.
He was a little addicted to feeding, so he took another piece of sushi and fed it to Yan Chiheng, who ate it happily.
Because Wu Lan was focused on feeding Sushi, she didn't notice when Fei Sheng came back, nor did she know how long he had been watching.
Suddenly, a sour voice came from behind, Fei Sheng said:
"Xiao Lan, feed me too."
"I want to eat too."
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