Hepburn heard Fang Lang praising her beauty and said she was suitable to be a movie star.
He was so happy that two red clouds appeared on his cheeks again.
For a moment I didn't know what to say.
When Fang Lang saw Hepburn's shy expression, he couldn't help but swallow hard.
"Being a dancer is a physically demanding job, and you can't train on an empty stomach like this.
How about this! I will support you.
No, no, I mean how about I invest in you?
Food and accommodation are provided, and we will train you to become an excellent ballet dancer.
When you succeed in the future, I will share the profits. "
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Hepburn obviously didn't understand what being kept meant, but when Fang Lang said he wanted to invest in her, she understood what he meant.
This is because you see that your life is too hard and you feel sorry for yourself.
In order to protect my self-esteem, I changed my way of saying it.
But Hepburn was unwilling to accept such funding.
He waved his hands repeatedly and said:
"No, no, my mother and I can earn money to complete my studies."
Fang Lang interrupted directly with a wave of his hand:
"Your body is about to collapse. Think about your mother's health, it must be worse than yours!
Are you willing to let your mother work so hard?
Don't worry, I'm not a bad person.
Since I have seen your situation, I cannot choose to turn a blind eye.
Even for your mother, you shouldn't refuse my investment."
Hepburn's eyes turned red when she heard Fang Lang's words.
Of course she knew how difficult her mother's life was.
In order to complete his studies, he got up early and went to bed late every day. Although he was thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, he looked like he was in his forties.
How could Hepburn not feel distressed?
Seeing tears flowing from Hepburn's eyes, Fang Lang knew that he had hit her sore spot.
If you ask Fang Lang if he really has any bad intentions, he will not admit it.
After all, Fang Lang is not capable of repaying a favor.
He is not the type to take advantage of others in distress.
But this is Audrey Hepburn!
The natural halo surrounding the girl.
In addition, after meeting her today, Fang Lang could feel the temperament that the girl exuded from the inside out.
It's really attractive.
The now sick Hepburn looks like the sick beauty Lin Daiyu.
Fang Lang didn't like it. He liked healthy girls.
With Fang Lang's ability, he can definitely give the girl a better life and a healthier body.
This is not cultivation. No matter who asks, this is not cultivation. It is definitely not cultivation.
After all, the girl is already seventeen years old, and it is a bit late to train her now.
Wait, what’s the meaning of “it’s too late”? I have never thought about developing it.
In his aesthetic sense, he likes beauties with well-proportioned figures and curvy figure.
If Hepburn's figure could...
What are you thinking about?
Now it's an investment, just an investment.
Fang Lang took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes.
Softly said:
“Don’t refuse. Although I’m not a good person, I’m definitely not a bad person either. Please believe me!
I promise, there is absolutely no malicious intent.
I'm not British, I'm just passing through London.
Since we can meet each other in this way, as we Chinese say, this is our fate.
Investing in you is absolutely no pressure for me.
So, you don’t have to feel any burden at all.
I will be leaving London in two days, and I will have very few opportunities to come back.
Just think of it as you have met a rich man with a lot of money.
I invested in you because I saw your talent and felt that you had the potential to become an excellent ballet dancer.
As for whether the investment will generate returns, that depends on whether you can really succeed, doesn’t it?
If it succeeds, I make money.
Failure is no big deal for me, right?
But since I've invested, I definitely hope it will be successful, so you must take good care of your body, okay?"
Hepburn remained silent throughout the long speech, just staring at Fang Lang with tears in her eyes.
He let Fang Lang wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Hepburn was not a little girl who knew nothing. She knew what men wanted.
However, after listening to Fang Lang's words.
Hepburn believed him for no reason.
Although this was the first time they met, Hepburn could feel an unprecedented sense of security from the man in front of her.
His warm embrace, his gentleness, his understanding, and even his domineering nature.
All of them made her feel good.
The fact that she dared to pass information to the guerrillas when she was still a little girl was enough to show that she was a brave girl.
Listening to Fang Lang chattering on and on, full of caring words.
As Hepburn cried, a smile slowly began to form on the corners of her mouth.
In the end, he burst into laughter and actually stood up and hugged Fang Lang who wanted to continue chattering.
This hug confused Fang Lang. What was going on?
Am I so charming?
The goddess took the initiative to throw herself into his arms.
For a moment, I was at a loss as to where to put my hands.
After all, I am a playboy who has been active in the love field for decades, but I didn't expect that I would be controlled by a little girl today.
She clearly felt the man she was hugging stiffen.
Somewhat bewildered and clumsy performance.
Hepburn became even more certain that this man was not a bad person.
He whispered softly in Fang Lang's ear:
"Thanks!"
Feeling the goddess' sweet breath next to his ear, Fang Lang's hair stood on end.
Oh my god, this girl can’t be a witch!
Could it be that I have been fooled?
Later on the Internet, we saw that although Hepburn had four relationships, she seemed to be a good wife and mother!
Why is it different from what I know?
For a girl who is only seventeen years old, this is a bit too much to bear!
Forcing down the throbbing in his heart, Fang Lang casually patted the girl on her thin back.
"You actually have the strength to hug me. You seem to be much better now. Let's go home!"
Hepburn blushed, lowered her head, and hummed, then let go of Fang Lang's arms.
He got off the bed lightly.
When Fang Lang opened the door and brought Hepburn out, they saw Reinhardt leaning on a bench and smoking.
Fang Lang motioned Hepburn to wait and walked towards Reinhardt.
As soon as I saw the two of them coming out together, I knew they were preparing to send the girl home.
"Fang, it looks like I need to go back alone again, right?"
After saying that, he looked Hepburn up and down, then walked closer to Fang Lang and whispered:
"She looks pretty good, but isn't she a little too thin?"
"Shut up, kid. Help me find a house near the Mary Lambert Ballet School. It doesn't have to be very big, just two or three rooms will do."
Fang Lang also whispered to Reinhardt.
“So soon?”
With a scream, Reinhardt looked at Fang Lang in amazement. Today was the first day they met, and now he had to buy a house and arrange for the girl.
When Fang Lang heard Reinhardt's scream, he wanted to kick him in the butt.
Hepburn heard Reinhardt's cry and looked over.
Fang Lang quickly smiled at her and said that everything was fine.
Then he turned to Reinhardt and said:
“This girl came to Paris with her mother to study ballet, and now her mother is supporting her studies by doing odd jobs.
I have decided to sponsor her.
So, please help me find a house to accommodate her. This girl has suffered so much.
Now that I have encountered this, I will help in any way I can."
After hearing Fang Lang's high-sounding words, Reinhardt had an expression that said, "I believe you."
However, as a good brother, whether it was real funding or fake funding, Reinhardt wouldn't mind helping his brother a little.
"Okay then! I won't bother you from picking up girls!"
Fang Lang shook hands with Reinhardt and did not refute.
He turned around and took Hepburn out of the hospital. Under Hepburn's guidance, they came to a half-collapsed house.
When Fang Lang saw Hepburn's living environment, he couldn't help but sigh that he was still a foresighted person.
It seems that the house that remained standing after the bombing, the one inside that has not collapsed, is the residence of Hepburn and her daughter.
"You guys live here?"
Fang Lang asked knowingly.
"Yeah! It's cheap here."
Now Hepburn answered Fang Lang's question nonchalantly.
I don’t know if she really doesn’t care at all, or if she has already let go in front of Fang Lang.
Hearing the two people talking, a lady who looked very elegant opened the door and looked over.
"Mom, this is Fang Lang. I fainted on the road today and he saved me."
Hepburn took the initiative to step forward and introduced Fang Lang to her mother.
After hearing what Hepburn said, the mother's face changed. She touched Hepburn's body and said:
"What? Why did you suddenly faint? How is he now?"
"Auntie, don't worry. I sent Hepburn to the hospital for a checkup. She was mainly suffering from malnutrition and excessive physical exertion from dancing practice."
After hearing Fang Lang's words, Hepburn's mother turned around and saluted Fang Lang:
"Thank you for your help, Mr. Fang. Sorry for the trouble."
Fang Lang waved his hands repeatedly and said:
"Auntie, I have just learned about your family's situation from Miss Hepburn, and I think it is really hard for you now.
If you continue like this, both you and Miss Hepburn will fail.
Miss Hepburn's daily intake of nutrition was insufficient, which could easily harm her body.
It would be a real shame if he had to give up his dream of ballet due to physical reasons.
So, for the future of Miss Hepburn, I want to take out some funds to invest in Miss Hepburn, is that ok?"
Fang Lang behaved very politely. From his dress and the car parked not far away, it was clear that he was a man of status.
Hepburn's mother glanced at Hepburn who was holding her arm and felt the strength coming from Hepburn's hand.
It was obvious that the little girl was very nervous at this moment, and her face turned a little red.
"Mr. Fang, are you trying to woo my daughter?"
Fang Lang didn't expect Hepburn's mother to be so direct. Even though he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, his face turned a little red at this moment.
Hepburn's face turned red and she looked a little at a loss.
After thinking about it, Fang Lang told the truth:
"Auntie, Hepburn is a very beautiful girl, I like her very much.
But he is still too young, there is no need to discuss these things right now. I think the most important thing for her now is to complete her studies.
Instead of discussing emotional issues, right? "
Hepburn's mother obviously did not expect to get such a specious answer.
After looking at Fang Lang carefully for a while, he was sure that what Fang Lang said was indeed the truth.
In fact, as a Westerner, Hepburn's mother did not object to Hepburn's relationship.
I don't even want to get too involved in my daughter's love life.
However, as a former noble, she still hoped that her daughter's partner would not be too bad.
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