Chapter 30 Enjoying Passionate Kissing (9/24.04.00)
Kwon Ji-yong and An Joo-feng have both been quite busy lately.
Kwon Ji-yong was busy with work, while An Joo-pung was busy because Alexander frequently invited her out.
So the two haven't seen each other for a long time.
Kwon Ji-yong had no schedule tonight, and An Ru-feng was also at home. Kwon Ji-yong invited An Ru-feng to have dinner at a nearby sushi restaurant, and the two of them finally got together.
During the meal, Kwon Ji-yong slowly raised his eyes to look at An Ru-feng and asked in a calm tone, "I have a question. Can you answer it for me?"
"What questions do you have for me? I'd be happy to answer them if you really need help, though I don't know if I can help you." An Rufeng nodded readily.
Kwon Ji-yong's gaze remained fixed on An Ru-feng, and he smiled as he said, "You can definitely answer my question."
"What doubts?" An Rufeng asked directly, though she didn't know why he was so certain, but she didn't care.
His brown eyes gazed intently at An Rufeng, reflecting her delicate features. A clear smile played on his lips: "I have a friend who has fallen for someone who isn't interested in him and already has someone else on her date. Do you think he should give up?"
For some reason, An Rufeng felt inexplicably that she should answer his question carefully upon hearing this.
An Rufeng dismissed the fleeting, inexplicable feeling and asked, "Do you like it?"
Kwon Ji-yong nodded.
“Of course we shouldn’t give up,” An Rufeng said matter-of-factly after taking a bite of sushi.
Anjou Feng adheres to the principle of "I must get what I like" when it comes to things and people.
“Well, my friend doesn’t want to give up either,” Kwon Ji-yong’s eyes were unfathomable as he continued, “but what if the other person not only doesn’t like my friend, but also has someone else they’re dating?”
"Aren't you two not together yet? Why not just cause some trouble?" An Rufeng said dismissively.
"But even if I sabotage things, the other person still won't like my friend, right? How can we be together like that?"
"Then first, become very, very good friends with her."
Kwon Ji-yong dismissed it: "What's the use? We're not boyfriend and girlfriend!"
Anru poured him a glass of wine, signaling him to calm down, and continued to suggest: "To become very, very good friends, the best kind of friends are extremely good friends."
This way, your friend can exploit her feelings for him and force him to become your friend's girlfriend by threatening suicide.
If the friendship is deep enough, your friend could even threaten suicide to force her to marry him.
"Huh?! Seriously?" Kwon Ji-yong's eyes widened. He hadn't expected such an unexpected answer!
He couldn't help but observe Anru Feng's expression, sensing that she wasn't joking.
Seeing his disbelief, An Rufeng calmly gave an example: "That's how it was between me and my ex-fiancé. It's feasible; you can have your friend try it."
"Damn it!"
Kwon Ji-yong couldn't help but curse aloud, heartbroken by her ordeal, and angrily said, "He's inhuman! How could your ex-fiancé treat you like this!"
An Rufeng gave him a strange look: "I threatened to kill myself."
Kwon Ji-yong: "..."
Kwon Ji-yong immediately changed his tune: "I knew your ex-fiancé was a terrible person. How could he be so ungrateful, making you hurt yourself before accepting you!"
After saying that, he calmly emphasized, "He's really not human!"
Anru Feng was amused by his change in demeanor and burst out laughing.
Kwon Ji-yong spoke calmly, but in reality, he was heartbroken. At this moment, he was heartbroken by jealousy, jealous that the person An Joo-feng had loved so passionately and obsessively was not him.
His gaze fell on An Rufeng, who was quietly drinking her wine with her head down, and he seemed to be deep in thought.
She didn't seem to care much about such things?
...Well, never mind, let's become really, really good friends with her first.
After a while, Kwon Ji-yong couldn't help but ask, "You must have loved your ex-fiancé very much back then, right?"
His face appeared calm and composed, his eyes seemingly serene, yet beneath them lay subtle, hidden, profound, and complex emotions that were difficult to detect.
He knew she was confident and self-assured; for someone like her to do something so crazy, obsessive, humiliating, and damaging to her self-esteem, there must be something...
Kwon Ji-yong didn't think any further.
An Rufeng was taken aback by the question. She had never thought about it before. After thinking for a moment, she felt that she couldn't describe it, so she simply said, "I don't know, maybe."
If she loves him, she'll call him while he's on a date with his girlfriend, ask him to come and be with her, make him choose her, threaten to kill herself to force him to break up with her, threaten to kill herself to force him to be with her, threaten to kill herself to force him to marry her—she's extremely stubborn.
If she didn't love him, everything she did seemed more like an expression of resentment stemming from a wounded pride.
She couldn't believe that her own attractiveness was less than that of someone she had just met, nor could she believe that a twenty-year relationship was less important than a few months' worth.
An Rufeng was spoiled by those around her since childhood, and she has a very domineering personality. She believes that whatever she likes will definitely be hers.
They grew up together and were childhood sweethearts. Although they never became boyfriend and girlfriend, their elders often tried to pair them up.
He didn't argue, so he was always hers in her heart.
But one day he suddenly got a girlfriend, and he no longer belonged to her.
Anru Feng couldn't accept this fact.
He was the person she trusted and relied on the most. If he shot her in the back, she would only think it was an accident. Even if he admitted to betraying her, she would still think he had his reasons.
She firmly believed that he was the person who loved her the most, besides her parents!
But he walked towards someone else.
During that time, her family was going through a crisis, and she wanted a family and wanted to get married. The first person she thought of was him.
But he rejected her because he already had someone he was going to marry.
To her, this was nothing short of betrayal. When he fell in love with someone else, she couldn't believe it. Her confidence and pride collapsed in an instant.
His rejection made her experience the feeling of not being valued for the first time.
The lack of favoritism and attention from the most important person in her life plunged her into extreme pain and disappointment.
She might doubt her own value and attractiveness, or she might feel that she is a bad person. She can't accept that she is such a terrible person, so she must hold onto him to prove that she is still an excellent and charming person.
Anru Feng thought a lot about it. She didn't know what her feelings were like at that time, and she couldn't define them.
However, she has come to terms with it now. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to view and process that period of her life so rationally.
Seeing that she looked calm and didn't seem to mind talking about her ex-fiancé, Kwon Ji-yong changed his approach: "What kind of person is your ex-fiancé to you now?"
"The most special person, I suppose."
Upon hearing this, Kwon Ji-yong's heart skipped a beat. Alexander was still not dealt with, could it be that another powerful and unforgettable white moonlight had appeared?
Fortunately, An Rufeng's next words soothed his worries: "He and I grew up together. Although we don't keep in touch now, we are the most familiar strangers, so it's very special."
An Rufeng thought for a moment and then added, "We're not even strangers. We've used up the affection we usually have for each other, but the bond we've built up over 20 years together still makes us see each other as family."
He and I are now like family who have no contact. Perhaps our relationship will resume after our children are born.
They might pass each other by without a word or a ripple, but in certain critical moments, they could still give their lives for each other.
Two years of entanglement and willfulness were merely a lesson in her life, but for him and his wife, it was two years of wasted love and mutual torment.
They may need to find happiness on their own before they can let go and look at each other again with a hearty laugh.
Kwon Ji-yong wanted to know more, but after thinking about it, he didn't ask anymore. He would find out what he wanted to know when he met that person with her later.
-
Inside the nightclub, the air was thick with the smell of alcohol and a restless atmosphere.
Kwon Ji-yong, Tae-yang, and Tap sat on a sofa in the corner, drinking casually.
Kwon Ji-yong has had some free time lately, but An Joo-pung is often with Alexander.
Feeling down, Kwon Ji-yong went to a nightclub with Tae-yang and the others to relax and unwind.
"Ji-yong, want to go dancing?" Tae-yang put down his wine glass, intending to go to the dance floor, and asked Kwon Ji-yong, whose mind was wandering and who was bored.
Kwon Ji-yong glanced listlessly at the revelers on the dance floor, about to refuse, when suddenly his eyes sharpened, his gaze fixed firmly in one direction as if drawn by a magnet.
Taeyang didn't hear Kwon Ji-yong's reply. Seeing him staring at a certain spot, she couldn't help but follow his gaze.
A man and a woman are having intimate contact.
The woman had her back to them, so they couldn't see her clearly. The man had long, curly hair, and if you didn't look closely, Taiyang might have mistaken them for two women at first glance.
Intimacy between men and women or between people of the same sex is common in nightclubs, and Taeyang didn't understand why Kwon Ji-yong looked so unhappy.
Taeyang didn't know who the long-haired man was, but Kwon Ji-yong did—it was Alexander, An Joo-feng's date!
Kwon Ji-yong watched as Alexander tightly embraced a strange woman, their bodies pressed extremely close together, their behavior intimate, their faces full of ambiguous smiles, teasing each other as if no one else was around.
Kwon Ji-yong's face instantly turned ashen, and a surge of anger rushed from the bottom of his heart to his head.
Alexander was about to kiss the woman.
Damn it!
Kwon Ji-yong cursed, stood up abruptly, and strode towards Alexander.
Damn it, how dare he!
Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Kwon Ji-yong, without hesitation, delivered a powerful punch to Alexander's face.
Alexander staggered backward from the sudden punch, staring at Kwon Ji-yong in astonishment.
"Who are you? Why did you hit me?!" Alexander glared at Kwon Ji-yong and demanded.
Kwon Ji-yong's brows furrowed tightly, his jaw clenched, his features sharp and defined: "I know An Joo-feng!"
Upon hearing Kwon Ji-yong's words, Alexander understood, and his expression softened: "So you're An's friend!"
He put on a friendly expression and explained, "However, I think you've misunderstood. Ann and I..."
Kwon Ji-yong was too lazy to listen to his excuses. Before he could finish speaking, he raised his fist again, ready to teach this bastard a lesson once more.
"Wait...wait...calm down, listen to me..." Alexander tried to persuade Quan Zhilong to calm down while dodging.
When Taeyang, Tapo, and the others who had come along saw so many people watching, they quickly stepped forward and forcibly pulled Kwon Ji-yong away to prevent the situation from escalating further.
When Alexander saw Kwon Ji-yong being pulled away, he tried to call out to him, but was stopped by Kwon Ji-yong's bodyguards. Then his assistant stepped forward to discuss keeping quiet with him.
“I know he meant well, I won’t say anything, it’s just a misunderstanding.” Alexander readily agreed to his assistant’s request.
The assistant breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was cooperating, added his contact information, thanked him, and then went to communicate with the other onlookers.
Taeyang and the others pulled Kwon Ji-yong into the private room.
"Zhilong, why did you hit that person?" Taiyang asked, puzzled.
Although this place values guest privacy and most of its guests are insiders, it is still uncontrollable.
Zhilong is always cautious and would never do something like beating someone up in public, leaving himself vulnerable. There must be something he doesn't know.
"That person is Ru Feng's date." Quan Zhilong's lips were pressed into a straight line beneath his high nose bridge, his face still gloomy and filled with anger.
Not long after, Alexander betrayed them, and Kwon Ji-yong felt indignant on behalf of An Joo-pung.
Tap was stunned: "That's Ru Fengxi's date?!"
Tapu instantly understood; he really deserved to be hit.
Taiyang, who was standing nearby, suddenly realized what was going on and said that Zhilong wouldn't beat someone up for no reason.
Taiyang was more cautious. After thinking for a moment, he said thoughtfully, "Could it be that Ru Fengxi has stopped going on dates with him? I think that person seemed to want to say something to you?"
As he approached, he vaguely saw that the other person's expression seemed to suggest that they wanted to explain something.
Kwon Ji-yong paused for a moment, then retorted, "Ru Feng went out with him during the day today."
Otherwise, why would he be in the mood to come to a nightclub?
“They might break up today, you should ask Ru Fengxi.” Tap thought it was very likely, he felt that Ru Fengxi was capable of doing such a thing.
Upon hearing this, Kwon Ji-yong took out his phone and opened his chat with An Joo-feng.
The chat history between Kwon Ji-yong and An Ru-feng ends with Kwon Ji-yong inviting An Ru-feng out, but An Ru-feng declined because she had an appointment with Alexander.
Kwon Ji-yong sent a message to An Yeo-poong.
Kwon Ji-yong: [Where are you?]
An Rufeng's message came quickly: [At home, what's wrong?]
Kwon Ji-yong didn't answer directly, but instead said, "You're home so early? Why didn't you have dinner with Alexander?"
Anrufeng: [We don't eat together often; our tastes are different, and we don't really get along. He wanted to go to a nightclub tonight, but I didn't want to go with him, so I went home. What did you want to talk to me about?]
He didn't beat the wrong person, and he didn't break the skin.
It's okay, it'll break soon.
Kwon Ji-yong had already planned to do something, and seeing this, he certainly wouldn't hide what Alexander had done from Anjou-feng. He would definitely find an opportunity to tell Anjou-feng as soon as possible.
Alexander is such a trashy man, he doesn't deserve Ru Feng at all!
Kwon Ji-yong: [It's nothing. I was outside and saw someone whose back looked like yours, so I asked.]
An Rufeng: [That definitely wasn't me. I'm lying on the sofa watching your debut documentary right now. By the way, you're so serious; you really scolded Jiang Dacheng.]
Kwon Ji-yong: [You're biased towards Daesung, don't you even know how he offended me!]
This friend is too domineering; she'll nitpick and mind even the slightest favoritism. An Rufeng quickly reassured her, "I know, I know, Captain, you've worked hard!"
Kwon Ji-yong objected: [Whose captain? Daesung's captain? You're siding with Daesung again. I'm hurt~]
When An Rufeng received his message, she couldn't help but cover her face with her hands and laugh helplessly.
Is this the trouble that comes with a friendship between three people?
To be honest, she has had friendships with other people, but she has never experienced the troubles associated with such friendships.
She had never met someone as sensitive as Kwon Ji-yong. He would pay attention to anything she did to Dae-sung, and if she did anything slightly better, he would feel that she and Dae-sung were more closely connected and that he was being excluded.
An Rufeng quickly sent him a message: [I meant you've worked hard as the team leader!]
Anru secretly vowed that she would be more careful with her words when it came to Dacheng in the future.
Kwon Ji-yong was finally satisfied.
-
Although Anru Feng doesn't paint every day, she practices her basic skills every day.
Since dating Alexander, Anjou has been practicing his painting fundamentals in his studio.
In Alexander's studio, the two would either practice their basic skills or paint, or Alexander would teach Anjou-style oil painting or sculpture.
That day, the two finished what they were doing.
Alexander tidied up the paints and canvas, smiled at Anjoufeng, and said, "Ann, let's learn oil painting today."
An Rufeng frowned and refused: "Didn't I say that I feel I've learned enough about oil painting? I don't want to learn anymore. I'm more interested in sculpture now."
Alexander may seem carefree and easygoing in general, but when it comes to painting, especially oil painting, he is quite serious and persistent.
His smile vanished, and he earnestly advised, "You have a great talent for oil painting, which shouldn't be wasted. You have the ability to achieve perfection, so why not do it?"
An Rufeng slightly raised her chin and crossed her arms: "Why strive for perfection? Achieving 60 points is enough. Besides, why should I be bound by so-called talent and your expectations?"
“You’re giving up halfway, just getting by, which is disrespectful to art. You have the ability, so why only do 60 points? It’s a pity.” Alexander looked somewhat disappointed.
An Rufeng frowned, her lips pursed, looking somewhat displeased: "I only respect myself. If I'm not happy, then it's no pity."
Alexander shook his head helplessly and sighed.
An Rufeng turned her head away, and the atmosphere in the studio instantly became tense.
“Alright,” Alexander finally said, “then let’s not learn oil painting today, let’s do sculpture.”
Alexander offered a way out, and Anjou took the opportunity, but there were still some things she needed to say.
She calmed herself down and said in a slow, deliberate voice, "I said at the beginning that I hoped you wouldn't bring up my refusal again and again. You've already tried to persuade me twice after I refused to continue studying oil painting."
Anru Feng looked at Alexander, a slight smile playing on her lips, and reminded him, "I like the idiom 'things shouldn't happen more than three times.'"
Alexander was taken aback, remembering the taboo that Anru Feng had mentioned before their first date. His expression changed: "Oh! Please forgive me, I won't mention it again!"
Anru Feng smiled noncommittally, then walked to the table where the sculpture was placed.
The two had already created their own sculptures, and today they could finish them off.
Today is probably destined to be a day of arguments.
Perhaps artists are all proud and have high aspirations, and there is a certain degree of mutual disdain among literary figures.
After the sculptures were finished, the two began to argue about whose work was better.
“Mine is better!” Anru Feng refused to compromise.
Alexander retorted, "Judging from the overall form, proportions, and posture of the sculpture, as well as its texture and lighting effects, it's clear that mine is better!"
Although he only audited sculpture courses at the Royal College of Art and did not study them in depth, and his works were considered amateur, he had a systematic understanding of the standards of appreciation and a good eye for which works were better.
"Why should I judge what I consider good and beautiful by other people's standards? By my standards, it's better. You shouldn't use other people's standards to evaluate your creativity! Convince me with something else!"
"How can we evaluate something better without a discerning authority?"
"There is no first place in literature, so our works are all beautiful in their own way."
Seeing that Alexander was about to say something, Anjou Feng quickly said in front of him, "I only accept two outcomes, each with its own merits, or mine is better."
Alexander disagreed: "You're being unreasonable. Our discussion can't end so abruptly. We need to clarify things properly!"
"How do you tell? By using your damn standards set by others?!"
An Rufeng stood up. "We need to calm down!"
He grabbed his bag, slammed the door, and left.
-
Kwon Ji-yong finally found an opportunity to ask An Joo-pung out to dinner.
After ordering their food and chatting for a while, Kwon Ji-yong was about to bring up Alexander's matter when An Ru-feng had already started talking about it.
Anru Feng put down her juice and asked with a smile, "I heard from Alexander that you beat him up?"
What kind of man is he, always the one who falsely accuses others first!
Could it be that they're saying bad things about him?
Kwon Ji-yong thought for a moment and said, "Because when I was at the nightclub, I saw him being very intimate with another woman."
Kwon Ji-yong stared at An Yeo-feng's face, carefully choosing his words.
To everyone's surprise, An Rufeng remained calm and even asked, "And a kiss?"
Kwon Ji-yong was taken aback, glanced at her expression, and nodded.
"Thank you for standing up for me." An Rufeng thanked him for his loyalty, then smiled lightly and said nonchalantly, "However, my relationship with him is purely platonic, so you don't have to worry about it."
Anru Feng then asked with concern, "You're a celebrity, it's not good for your fight to be exposed. Have you handled it well?"
What?!
Kwon Ji-yong's eyes widened in astonishment. He asked in shock, "You're pursuing Platonic love?"
Kwon Ji-yong thought to himself, "It's over."
What if she longs for Platonic love?
He not only enjoys physical contact, but also deep contact!
When in love, we like to hold hands with our fingers intertwined, hug tightly, kiss passionately, deeply, and with French kisses, and sleep together...
He enjoys passionate, deep, and intimate physical contact.
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