Chapter 6 Is this the smile a Playboy should have? 8/...
After looking at the painting, Tap and Kwon Ji-yong were about to find a place to sit down.
Suddenly, Tapu's attention was drawn to someone.
The person's dress featured a bold and layered color scheme, with blue, white, and green interwoven together, resembling a painting by an Impressionist master, where every stroke was full of emotion and vitality.
Even when clothes are layered, the overall effect is complex yet not chaotic, appearing natural and harmonious from the inside out.
With her features, as exquisitely sculpted as a work of art, Tap couldn't help but marvel that in this hall filled with treasured paintings, she herself was like a living masterpiece, exquisitely composed, radiating passion, vitality, and unique charm.
Tap patted Kwon Ji-yong on the shoulder, gesturing for him to look where he was looking, and asked uncertainly, "Is that Miss An, who sponsors Dae-sung?"
Although Tapu had only met Miss Ann, who sponsored the city, once at a nightclub, he recognized her.
Miss An's attire today is quite different from that day at the nightclub. If she was a noble and elegant young lady that day, she looks like a free-spirited artist today.
The contrast was so great that I didn't recognize it at first. After all, the lights in the nightclub weren't that bright, so it was possible to mistake it for someone else.
Kwon Ji-yong glanced in the direction he indicated and confirmed Tap's question: "It's Miss An."
"Shall we go say hello?" Tap said after receiving an affirmative answer from Kwon Ji-yong.
Although Miss An sponsored Da Cheng, Da Cheng is the younger brother, so it's only right for the older brother to say hello on his behalf.
Furthermore, Tapu is very interested in Anjou winds and wants to get to know them.
Kwon Ji-yong glanced at the figure of Kenichi Hirayama chatting and laughing not far away, and refused.
"Why?"
Tap was surprised; Ji-ryong was the captain and always had a strong sense of responsibility.
Normally, in this situation, Ji-yong, with his perfect social etiquette, would definitely be more thoughtful than him and would greet him without him having to ask. But now he's refusing!
“She probably doesn’t like being disturbed, so it’s best not to go,” Kwon Ji-yong replied calmly.
Tape frequents art exhibitions and knows many artists. Today, he also met some people he knew at the event, and they had just looked at the paintings together.
He happened to be acquainted with Hirayama Kenichi and knew a bit about An Rufeng, so he somewhat agreed with Quan Zhilong's words.
"Miss An really doesn't like being disturbed. Among those of us who know her, she has a nickname: the Queen of Long Faces."
However, it's fine if you just greet her; it's not a big deal. But if she's not interested in you or doesn't like you, and you keep bothering her, she'll definitely give you the cold shoulder and might even tell you to get lost.
Tapt listened and expressed his envy.
He also longed to be so unrestrained.
Give a cold shoulder to people who are endlessly trying to curry favor and have no tact whatsoever.
He tells people who dislike him to get lost!
Tap was even more eager to meet Anjou Feng, and he said to Kwon Ji-yong, "Shall we go say hello?"
Miss An is a queen of sullen faces, but that's because those who pester her have no sense of propriety.
If Miss An isn't in the mood for conversation, they're not the type to pester her; a simple greeting wouldn't hurt.
Kwon Ji-yong shook his head again: "I think she's quite cold to people who come to greet her."
Tapu found it strange and retorted, "Why are you so bothered by her coldness? It was just a greeting, a matter of courtesy on behalf of the city. We've encountered cold people before!"
"Hyung, this is art time, there's no need to socialize like it's a business event," Kwon Ji-yong said with a lazy smile.
Seeing that Kwon Ji-yong was unwilling to go, Tap shrugged: "Then I'll go by myself."
Zhilong isn't interested in Miss An, but he is.
Tap was planning to go alone.
However, at that moment, Kenichi Hirayama called everyone to lunch, so Tapu had to give up and plan to find another time.
A long square table was set up at the dining area, which could seat all 20-plus people who came to the salon today.
Anru pulled Nara Mei to sit to her left. It was a pity that Hirayama Kenichi was the host of the party, and she didn't want to sit next to him, so that people would always pay attention to her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have a stranger sitting next to her on her right.
Although there was space between the seats, it was still a bit too close for her, but she could only bear it.
Kwon Ji-yong and Tap arrived at the restaurant with the others.
Kwon Ji-yong glanced at the table, paused for a moment, then walked straight to An Joo-fung, pulled out the chair next to her, and sat down calmly.
Watching Kwon Ji-yong's smooth and natural movements without the slightest hesitation, Tap couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Kwon Ji-yong, seriously! I'm the one who wants to meet Miss Ahn, what are you doing sitting next to her? Blocking my way!"
An Rufeng was just thinking about when she could leave her seat without offending Hirayama Kenichi when she suddenly heard the chair to her right being moved.
She subconsciously turned her head to look to her right, and the chair on her right had moved away from her, stopping about one person's distance away.
It seems like she's someone who doesn't like close contact with strangers.
This was exactly what An Rufeng wanted to hear, and she couldn't help but smile happily.
Anru Feng looked at the distance between the two chairs again and was even more satisfied.
The distance was just right, not too close, not too far. She didn't feel too close, nor too far that someone could join her, which prevented others from taking a chair and sitting there. It was a perfect distance.
An Rufeng felt relieved, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.
She looked up at the person who had just arrived, and her gaze met the person's unintentionally.
An Rufeng was stunned; it turned out to be the captain of Dacheng.
What's he doing here?
Moreover, judging from how carefree he is in nightclubs, he is actually someone who doesn't like to get close to people in normal times.
Kwon Ji-yong's gaze was deep; he noticed the lingering smile on her face.
It wasn't a polite smile.
An Rufeng was in a good mood at the moment, and her pleasant smile did not disappear because of the sudden eye contact, but instead widened. She took the initiative to greet Quan Zhilong: "Qiao, Captain."
When Kwon Ji-yong heard her greeting, his gaze fell on her smile, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up: "Miss An, what a coincidence."
An Rufeng looked at Quan Zhilong's face and couldn't help but feel surprised.
Unexpectedly, Captain Da Cheng's smile was surprisingly clean and pure.
Is this the smile a Playboy should have?
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