Chapter 186
Nan Yan stopped talking after she finished saying those words. She just wanted to leave an impression. She still understood the principle of too much or too little. However, she didn't say anything superfluous. She just pointed out the real thoughts in Zhong Ling's heart that he had always ignored.
Nan Yan washed the towel that was handed to her and put it away, then turned around and poured the cooled water in the basin into the bathroom.
Zhong Ling was slightly dazed as he watched her walk away.
In fact, he was not looking at her. Although his eyes were fixed on her, they were not focused. He was thinking about what she said. He heard those words deep in his heart and felt inexplicably hesitant. Even though he knew that things were exactly as she said, he realized his own thoughts.
But he still felt somewhat unwilling in his heart.
This unwillingness was not the revenge she mentioned, but his unwillingness to take the initiative to admit his mistakes. Moreover, he did not think he was wrong in this matter.
But sometimes, love is never a question of who is right or wrong between two people, but a feeling of powerlessness that is not controlled by emotions.
Even though he was right, he couldn't help but care.
Zhong Ling couldn't figure it out until the end. Why would his girlfriend rather break up than tell him anything about that man? Was he not worthy of her trust as a boyfriend? Or did she actually no longer care about him?
That night, Zhong Ling had a light sleep on the sofa.
When he woke up, the room was quiet. The girl named Wen Nanyan had already left. He raised his hand to check the time. It was still early, just a little after four o'clock, but he couldn't sleep because of the sore forehead.
Zhong Ling wanted to get up, and then he saw that he was still covered with a thin blanket, which was always covered by the other party. This made Zhong Ling unconsciously think of the quiet and gentle girl last night. She was a rare kind of girl who didn't have many demands, or even no demands, and had a quiet temperament.
He didn't think much about it, but the girl did leave a good impression on him.
He thought again, actually, when those friends suggested the bad idea of finding a girl to piss off his ex-girlfriend, he had been hesitant, but a group of friends were encouraging and suggesting it, he had listened to it too much, his mind was a little unclear, and he almost did such a thing in a daze.
Just like what the girl said, feelings are not a tool to be used. Fortunately, he has not done such a thing yet.
Zhong Ling rubbed his sore and swollen head. Perhaps it was because of a night of drunkenness, he felt an inevitable pain between his eyebrows. He threw back the blanket, turned around and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
Now I finally felt more awake and the pain in my forehead was relieved a little.
Zhong Ling was too lazy to go look for those drunk friends from last night, so he turned around and left.
It was probably a coincidence that as soon as the car drove out of the parking lot, he saw a familiar figure waiting at the intersection. Zhong Lingxia looked outside the car consciously. It was still early, just a little after five o'clock, and the sky outside the car was still a little blue.
He saw the girl standing at the bus stop at the intersection waiting for the bus. The more he looked at her back, the more familiar she seemed. After taking another closer look, he realized that she was the girl who had spoken to him last night.
Zhong Ling didn't expect that she hadn't left yet, but it made sense when he thought about it. She probably had already gotten off work and changed into a different set of clothes, not the revealing skirts that the club had prepared.
The location of the intersection was very conspicuous. Zhong Ling glanced casually and saw that the girl was wearing a blue floral dress. It was a little quiet outside at around five in the morning. The girl was also wearing a thin beige sweater. Her hair was let down, and her dark and smooth hair hung to her waist, one side of which was gently lifted by the wind, revealing her moist earlobe.
The lights at the intersection were still on, shining down from above her head. She stood there quietly with her head lowered, as if she was isolated from the world and out of tune with everything around her.
The bright white light seemed to cast a layer of mist around her body, making it hazy and unreal, making it impossible to see her profile clearly.
Looking like this, she seemed even younger, like a girl who had just entered college, with a gentle and clean temperament all over her body.
Zhong Ling's car went around the corner and came right in front of the bus stop. He originally just took a casual glance, but perhaps because the position where the other party was standing was too conspicuous, he saw at a glance that the girl was not doing anything else with her head down, but was eating two white and soft buns in her hands.
For some reason, Zhong Ling found this scene a little funny, especially the way she ate the buns, which also dissipated a lot of her loneliness and forlorn aura.
As if she felt that the black car had been stopped in front of her for a long time, she raised her head and looked over indifferently, without raising the window.
From her angle, she could clearly see the handsome and dignified profile of Zhong Ling sitting in the car. It should be his front face because he was also looking at her.
Nan Yan seemed a little surprised, surprised that the other party even looked at her on purpose, but she did not say hello or go up to talk to him. She just hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly at him, and then quietly looked away, holding the bun wrapped in a paper bag in her hand and taking small bites.
In fact, the club has regulations. After get off work, try not to disturb guests you met during work. Even if you meet them on the street, it is best to pretend that you don't know them.
However, this time it was the other party who stared at her first, and it would be impolite not to say hello, so Nan Yan just nodded at him without even a smile.
Zhong Ling was also a little surprised. He thought that the girl would take the opportunity to come over, or at least wave at him, and then come over to chat with him and say something.
After all, they had a pleasant chat last night, and his impression of her was not bad.
But the girl was still quiet and docile. She just nodded at him and seemed to dislike having anything to do with customers during work even more than he did.
Zhong Ling thought about it and found it a little funny.
This attitude is the norm for most people after getting off work.
In fact, he didn't look at her very carefully, but sometimes a casual glance could notice a lot of things, such as the girl's slow chewing movements and her calm and gentle attitude, neither rushing to please nor overly humble.
She must have taken off her makeup. Her face looked whiter and softer than when she was working. Her bright and clear eyes made her look gentle and docile.
In fact, Zhong Ling didn't dislike her. Not only did he not dislike her, he had a pretty good impression of her. Although he didn't have any prejudice against girls who did this kind of work, he had indeed seen many young and beautiful girls gradually fall into depravity for the sake of money. In such circumstances, people who had a bottom line, were transparent, and sensible were particularly respected and liked.
In just a moment, Zhong Ling's car passed the station. Originally, the black car kept moving forward, but for some reason, thinking about what the girl said last night and the fact that he accidentally slapped her on the back of the hand, Zhong Ling was left with a deep impression.
In fact, he was always willing to give help to the disadvantaged groups, and the girl was just what he liked, so Zhong Ling was not so averse to helping her.
Nan Yan then saw that the pure black Michael Kors had clearly driven away, but after a moment it came back again, with the car window lowered towards her. The man in the car turned his head, revealing his handsome and fair profile. Then the owner of the face turned his head and said to her:
"Get in the car, I'll take you home."
Nan Yan was obviously a little surprised by this man's sudden action. She didn't seem to expect that he would turn around and look at her. After a moment of hesitation, she reacted and showed some hesitation on her face. However, this expression only stayed on her face for a short time. She quickly smiled and said,
"No, Mr. Zhong, there's no need to bother. The bus I'm waiting for will be here soon. You can go back and rest first..."
She noticed that his face didn't look too good, with some blue spots under his eyes, and it was obvious that he didn't sleep well last night.
However, the man opposite was not angry after being rejected. He did not say anything. His dark eyes just looked at her quietly and he still did not leave.
Nan Yan soon noticed that a car was honking behind her. Although it was early in the morning, there were more and more cars on the road.
This kind of traffic jam is obviously not a big deal.
She raised her eyes to look at the man in the car again, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes. The other person's expression was actually very gentle, and there was no sign of anger on his face. However, it was with such a gentle and calm attitude that he kept blocking the station and refused to leave.
This man is still a very stubborn person at heart.
Nan Yan originally wanted to pretend to refuse.
However, seeing that the traffic light at the intersection had already jumped and there were more and more cars behind, the man still refused to leave. Nan Yan let out a light breath, then walked over, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.
"Thank you so much this time, Mr. Zhong..."
As soon as she got into the car, Nan Yan thanked him politely.
She had a faint smile on her face, but in her heart she was thinking that it was worth it for her to get up so early in the morning, to deliberately calculate the time, to find a position, and to strike a pose. She waited at the intersection alone for so long, and finally her efforts were not in vain.
The person in the car said "hmm" casually, obviously not taking her thanks seriously, and said in a normal voice, "It's nothing, don't worry too much, it's just a small matter. By the way, where is your home address?"
To Zhong Ling, this was indeed a trivial matter not worth mentioning. It was not even a favor. He had helped others before, but he had never been as humble and polite as her.
He thought that girls were supposed to be more spoiled and willful, or maybe it was because he only knew spoiled women, so he always had a sense of rightful pride and reserve about men's help.
Nan Yan told him about the location of her community in a remote village in the city, and then she realized that the location might be a bit remote and a bit troublesome for him, so she took the initiative to say,
"Mr. Zhong, if it's inconvenient, you can just drop me off at the intersection ahead, and I'll take a taxi back by myself."
Zhong Ling looked up at her, and seeing her polite and distant attitude, he smiled a little. It may have been a long time since he met a girl who was so considerate of others. His expression softened a lot. "Am I scary? Why do I feel like you always want to stay away from me?"
He added, "It's not inconvenient. I'm just sending you home as a token of my gratitude for your care for me last night and for the words you said to me last night."
In fact, everyone can say nice things, but there are very few people who can point out what he is thinking as rationally and soberly as she does.
He has many friends around him, and there are even more who tell lies and say nice things to him, but there are very few who are willing to tell him the truth. He was depressed for so many days after returning to China. All he heard were some bad ideas, unreliable thoughts and suggestions, and some even told him to just give up. No one could understand what he really thought in his heart.
Only the girl in front of him could say a few words from her heart, but he thought so much. In the final analysis, it was just that the girl's personality suited his taste.
Nan Yan shook her head when she heard this and smiled gently at the other party. Her smile was very gentle, but it did not reach the depths of her eyes. "Mr. Zhong is a very good person, but I am not used to it. The club has a rule that it is best not to have too much involvement with customers after get off work, so as not to cause trouble to others."
Zhong Ling could actually understand her polite attitude. After all, to her, he was just a strange guest.
Zhong Ling smiled as he thought about this, his brows relaxed slightly, and he turned around to look at the girl next to him again.
He saw that she was carrying a white canvas bag on her shoulder. It was made of very cheap fabric and had a frog pendant hanging on it. This made her look like an ungraduated college student. However, college students nowadays are much more sophisticated and dress better than her.
Zhong Ling doesn’t know how to describe his feelings?
And such girls are indeed rare in his current life. He seems to have only seen them when he was in high school. But seeing the job she is doing now, he instinctively thinks that such girls should make their lives more... luxurious and refined.
How to say it?
He has seen many beautiful girls like this, snuggling up to certain men. After seeing the gorgeous and luxurious side of another world, they will desperately want to squeeze into that circle. To this end, they can sell anything they own and buy various brand-name clothing and jewelry to embellish their aura, just to become like those people.
It’s a pity that most people end up failing.
But the girl in front of me seemed a little different.
The atmosphere in the car was somewhat quiet and silent.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhong Ling asked casually, "Were you eating breakfast just now? It doesn't matter. You can continue eating if you are hungry. You don't have to be restrained by these things in my car."
Nan Yan had a slightly stunned expression on her face, as if she had not expected him to say such a thing. She thought that the young men from wealthy families would have a lot of rules and requirements.
But since the other party had said so, Nan Yan was no longer shy. She turned her head to look at the man's profile, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she suddenly asked softly,
"Mr. Zhong...are you hungry?"
As she spoke, she took out some buns that were neatly wrapped in a paper bag from the canvas bag. There was also a layer of plastic bag on the outside, and there was a faint smell of steam and rice flour coming out of it.
"Mr. Zhong, you probably haven't had breakfast yet. If you don't mind, you can eat this to fill your stomach. I just bought it at the intersection."
The girl's voice was a little soft. After she finished speaking, she remembered and explained with a smile, "Oh, by the way, I brought this for a good friend. I haven't touched it yet. It's very clean."
As she spoke, the smile on her face became more sincere.
Zhong Ling looked at her face through the hazy heat, but couldn't make out the outlines clearly.
Zhong Ling originally wanted to say that he didn't need it, but after smelling the faint fragrance, his stomach began to churn inexplicably. He had been drinking all night last night, and hadn't eaten anything when he woke up in the morning. He felt really uncomfortable with the empty stomach.
And at this moment, he was indeed a little hungry.
Zhong Ling is not the kind of person who is picky and does not eat at street stalls. When he was in high school, he would occasionally be rebellious. He would hide it from everyone and climb over the wall with his friends to go to the Internet cafe to play all night long. Then the next morning, he would line up with a group of friends in the breakfast shop at the school gate to buy various breakfast foods.
That kind of life is also very interesting. Although you will be taught a bad lesson the next day, the happiness and satisfaction you enjoy the day before are not fake.
Although children from wealthy families have more material life, their lives are basically the same. After all, everyone eats a variety of grains. They don't look down on others, nor do they have any pride because of their status.
He parked the car at the side of the road, turned around, and actually took the bun from Nan Yan's hand, and then said to her, "Thank you, I am indeed a little hungry."
Then Nan Yan watched the man take the bun from her hand, thinking in her heart, if she had known this, she would not have said this. This man is really rude and made her not eat enough!
Zhong Ling went around in a big circle and walked a long way before he finally found the neighborhood that Nan Yan mentioned. The road was a bit bumpy and the surrounding houses were dilapidated, like illegal buildings waiting to be demolished.
Zhong Ling had seen places like this before, where the donations displayed in the hands of the host at charity galas would eventually arrive, but he always felt that the girl in front of him shouldn't live in such a place.
A girl as clean and beautiful as a lily should be cared for and nurtured in a warm greenhouse.
Zhong Ling didn't know why, but this fleeting thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
The car stopped at the intersection and could not go any further. Nan Yan then turned around and thanked him with a sincere and gentle smile on her face, which looked very beautiful.
Zhong Ling didn't say anything he shouldn't have said. After all, this was only the second time they met and they weren't even familiar with each other. He only helped her a little and sent her home because of the slight affection he had for her last night.
But after seeing where she lived, he was actually a little worried. Would the girl misunderstand his slight affection for her and get close to him in the future? His doubts were not completely unreasonable, because such things had happened before.
But this time it was obvious that he was overthinking.
Nan Yan kept thanking him after she opened the car door and got out. She bent her waist and her hair fell to her chest as she moved. When she raised her head, her eyes were as gentle and pure as ever. The look she gave him was calm and natural, without any distracting thoughts in her eyes.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhong. I am really sorry for bothering you. Next time, if there is a chance, I can make some delicious cakes for you. It is really casual to treat you to breakfast today. In addition, thank you very much for sending me home, Mr. Zhong."
Zhong Ling could see that the girl in front of him really had no intention of getting entangled with him. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a vague sense of strangeness, and the expression on his face also eased a lot.
"Well... I told you not to worry about it, it's just a small matter."
Nan Yan also looked over at him upon hearing this, and smiled gently at him like an employee who strictly abides by professional ethics to his boss, and then said softly, "Then Mr. Zhong, please be careful on the road. This road is very bumpy and not easy to drive on."
Zhong Ling then looked up at her, said "hmm", and then said, "It's okay."
Then he retracted his gaze.
When he drove out of the small road, he inadvertently glanced outside the car again, and then he saw the girl's thin figure walking into the corner of the community. The hem of her blue floral skirt swayed before she disappeared.
Like a beautiful lily being picked up, although the flower is gone, the fragrance remains, and some of the girl's faint fragrance still lingers in the car.
It wasn't until a breeze blew past and the cool morning breeze blew on his face that Zhong Ling came back to his senses. His eyes fell on the old and dilapidated buildings around him. He suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart, which was a little hard to imagine:
That gentle and beautiful girl, who should have been held in the palm of someone's hand and protected, how could she live so peacefully and safely in such a place? Wouldn't she be dissatisfied?
He didn't care too much and turned around and drove away.
…
After that, Zhong Ling came to the club twice more, once with a friend and once to discuss business with someone. Both times, he asked Nan Yan to accompany him. After these two contacts, the relationship between the two became much more familiar.
However, this was only limited to the familiarity between the customer and the staff. In view of the fact that he gave a lot of tips, Nan Yan didn't mind giving him some simple and clear feedback occasionally when he was pouring out his inner feelings. There was no doubt that Zhong Ling liked people who were not entangled and who were in sync with his mind.
The more he chatted with Nan Yan, the more people in the club looked at her with ambiguous eyes. They seemed to say that she was lucky this time. The young master of the Zhong family obviously liked her. He was no ordinary person. If she could get that customer in her hands, she would basically not have to worry about the rest of her life and would no longer have to stay in the club and serve others.
Every time Nan Yan heard these words, she would smile gently and say that they were just guests and there was no relationship between them, leaving those who wanted to find out the news to leave in boredom.
She was not sober yet. Besides, this was just the beginning. How could Zhong Ling fall in love with her?
In fact, some people who said this sincerely encouraged her to seize the opportunity to make a fortune, but some people said this deliberately to confuse her mind.
She also didn't know whether the original owner in her previous life gradually lost her mind amidst the compliments and envy, thinking that Zhong Ling was interested in her, and then plunged into that false relationship, ending up with such a tragic ending.
But it is also very likely that after meeting two or three times, Zhong Ling began to take her to various parties.
The excited and proactive attitude displayed by Wen Nanyan could easily be misunderstood. She wanted to get closer to the other person because she liked him. However, by some strange coincidence, in the eyes of the other person, the original owner of the previous life might be no different from those snobbish women who tried to get close to him.
Now it is obvious that Zhong Ling only regards her as someone to confide in, not even a friend. In a place like this, he comes to consume, and she comes to serve, and it is enough for her to accept all the negative emotions of the guests.
There is no unnecessary connection between the two parties.
However, she could clearly feel that Zhong Ling's liking for her had increased a lot.
There is only one more thing, right now the relationship between the two of them is just that of consumer and consumed, and she cannot take the initiative to do anything that is too intimate.
Otherwise, my character will collapse and all previous efforts will be wasted, so now I am just waiting for an opportunity.
And this opportunity came quickly, she wanted to make the relationship between the two of them a little closer.
This opportunity was also accidental. In her previous life, Sister Zhou went to the hospital because she was not feeling well. The examination results showed that she had a serious problem, which was quite severe this time.
In order to maintain her figure, Ms. Zhou often went on a diet when she was young. Occasionally, when she was hurt, she would overeat. Now that she is older, many diseases have broken out at the same time. Her gastrointestinal disease is a symptom of early cancer, but fortunately it was discovered early, and if chemotherapy is given in time, there is still a great chance of recovery.
When Nan Yan heard the news, it was about Sister Zhou calling her to borrow money.
Nan Yan had anticipated this matter.
However, the news broke much earlier than in the previous life. Two days ago, Sister Zhou felt unwell, and she had been reminding her to go to the hospital for a check-up. Sister Zhou refused to go for several days, but was frightened by the news about various diseases and cancers she told her, and finally couldn't help but go.
The examination revealed a serious problem: cancer. Although it was in the early stages, it was not easy to treat. Sister Zhou had a falling out with her family because of being a mistress. She had lost contact with them and had not been home for many years. Now that she was sick, she had to go to the hospital alone for treatment.
Nan Yan heard the voice on the other side choking and seemed to be unable to speak, and finally asked her hesitantly, "Yan Yan, can you lend me 100,000 yuan first?"
"Believe me, I will pay you back after I recover. I also have a friend who owes me a lot of money. I will pay you back when I come back, okay?"
Nan Yan was still at work when she heard the news. She knew that 100,000 yuan was definitely not enough, but Sister Zhou probably also knew that she didn't have much money saved.
The two had a good relationship. Sister Zhou often took care of her in the club, preventing her from being bullied or taken advantage of. Sometimes, even when she was troubled by customers, it was Sister Zhou who took the initiative to help. Nan Yan was very willing to help this sister who was closer and more caring than the original owner's parents.
So after asking about the whole story, Nan Yan responded, "Sister Zhou, don't worry, I will lend it to you, but isn't 100,000 yuan a little insufficient?"
Sister Zhou naturally said that it was not enough, but there was nothing she could do. Now she could only take it one step at a time.
In fact, Sister Zhou's illness was cured in her lifetime, and she met a male nurse in the hospital. The two got along well with each other later. However, she owed a large debt due to chemotherapy, and spent all the money she had saved in her early years. In the end, after she recovered from her illness, she had to work in a club to earn money to pay off her debts.
…
With this reason, Nan Yan hesitated for only a moment before taking out her cell phone and calling Zhong Ling.
This was the first time Nan Yan took the initiative to call the other person since the two of them met.
The contact information was naturally provided by Zhong Ling, but Nan Yan had never contacted the other party on her own initiative. After all, Tai Shang’s approach to others would never attract anyone’s attention.
So when Nan Yan dialed the number, the voice on the other end was low and obviously confused, "Hello, who is this?"
"Hello, it's me, Mr. Zhong. I'm Wen Nanyan."
When Zhong Ling heard the voice coming from the phone, he already recognized who that person was, but his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he was obviously a little surprised in his heart. He was a little surprised that Wen Nanyan took the initiative to contact him.
He hadn't been to the club for several weeks. Although he had given the girl his personal contact information before, she had never contacted him on her own initiative. So when he heard her voice, the memories of their past easy interactions instantly emerged in his mind, and he quickly remembered the girl.
"Hmm... I remember you. What do you want to talk to me about?"
He wondered if the girl called him because he hadn't been to the club for a long time. He wasn't angry after being disturbed. His attitude was no different from before. He was even curious about what the other party would say.
After a while, a voice came from the other side. Nan Yan pursed her lips, and her voice seemed to contain some hesitation and embarrassment, "Mr. Zhong, can you... lend me some money?"
After saying that, perhaps fearing that he would refuse, she added cautiously, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhong, I'll only borrow it for a period of time. I'll return it to you soon when I have collected the money. I can use my ID card as collateral. I'm not trying to cheat you out of money..."
After hearing this anxious explanation, Zhong Ling seemed to smile. He thought for a long time and came up with many reasons, but he really didn't expect that the other party came to him to borrow money.
However, considering her personality, he felt that if it wasn't something very urgent, she wouldn't have come to him. The girl kept her private life separate from her work life, and she was probably more worried than he was about getting involved with the clients.
Zhong Ling said "hmm" without making any comment, glanced at the documents handed over to her, and asked her directly, "Okay, how much do you want?"
"Mr. Zhong, do you believe..."
Nan Yan was obviously stunned for a moment when she heard this decisive response. It seemed like there were still a lot of words in her throat that she hadn't said, and she coughed muffledly, and it took her a long time to recover.
After a while, the voice on the other side sounded cautiously, "Mr. Zhong, are you serious? I want to borrow 300,000 yuan from you. This amount of money is not a small amount. If you are worried, can I sign a receipt with you?"
Zhong Ling's voice was low and still normal, "Okay, I'll lend it to you. It's only 300,000, which is not a big problem. If it's not enough, I can give you more."
Hearing this, Nan Yan was obviously relieved. She shook her head again, her tone full of sincere gratitude. Even through the phone, Zhong Ling could feel the surprise and joy in her tone. "It's really not necessary, Mr. Zhong. Three hundred thousand is enough. Don't worry, I will pay it back as soon as possible..."
Before she finished her words, the voice on the other side rang again, "Wait, I haven't finished speaking yet, Miss Wen, I can lend you money, and you don't even have to pay it back."
Zhong Ling looked at the document, checked it once, and then raised his hand to sign his name. The sound of the pen scratching on the paper was rustling, and his pen moved quickly and vigorously. He continued:
"But I'm not lending you this money for nothing."
"What can you...give me in exchange?"
These words obviously stunned Nan Yan on the opposite side. It seemed as if all the words of gratitude in her mouth were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a word.
His meaning was very obvious.
Nan Yan was silent for a long time before she finally let out a breath. Her voice was obviously much lower. Her voice was still polite, but it was much more unfamiliar. "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhong, I disturbed you today. This money... I won't lend it to you for the time being."
Zhong Ling: “…”
He probably didn't expect that the other party would say such a sentence after being silent for a long time.
He hasn't even told her the conditions yet, so why doesn't she want to lend it to him?
But soon, he also realized that what he had just said could easily cause misunderstandings, so he rubbed his brows, and when the other party was about to hang up the phone, he quickly explained, "Don't hang up yet, Wen Nanyan, the conditions I mentioned are not what you think!"
Nan Yan moved the old phone in her hand further away, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. I'm going to hang up first. I have a lot of things to do. I won't talk to you, Mr. Zhong, for now."
This was the first time that Zhong Ling felt the feeling of being rejected.
This feels really new.
But now is not the time to worry about such things.
Perhaps because he felt that he couldn't explain it clearly over the phone, Zhong Ling glanced out the window. It was still early outside, so he asked, "Wait, that's not what I meant! When do you go to work? Are you free later? I'll come pick you up and explain what happened just now."
Nan Yan looked at the time. It was dinner time, so she was free. However, she had just rejected the other party's request, so she had to hesitate for a while.
So Nan Yan remained silent for a long time.
Then he opened his mouth and said,
"I'm free, Mr. Zhong, what else do you need?"
"Well...then wait for me for half an hour, I'll come pick you up, and we'll go out and talk. I'll treat you to dinner."
Nan Yan pursed her lips, her voice lowered significantly, and she was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Zhong, I won't come out."
Zhong Ling was obviously choked and coughed twice before he managed to squeeze out a few words to cover up his embarrassment.
"……no."
For a moment he didn't know what to say.
I don't know what happened today. I was misunderstood again and again. But as I thought about it, I found it a little funny. This girl is quite vigilant, which is a good thing.
He stroked his forehead with his fingers and explained with a helpless laugh, "It's not what you think. We are having dinner and discussing serious business. Just treat it as a dinner between friends. You don't have to be so afraid of me! In short, I won't force you to do anything, don't worry."
The person on the other end replied with an “Oh” and quickly hung up the phone.
“…”
Zhong Ling listened to the "beep" sound coming from the receiver and stared at the phone, unable to recover for a long time.
He never thought that there would be a day when he would be despised by others. Even when it came to lending money to others, he was the one who rushed to borrow. This was really rare!
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