Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

Chapter 181 I am really determined to wear black stockings today (2 in 1)

Wen Nuan looked back at Ji Feng and looked at each other. In addition to tenderness, there was also some doubt in their eyes.

This look can be interpreted as shyness, or it can be regarded as green expectation.

She pretended to be charming and seductive as a mature woman, but she was not very good at studying and pretending to be different. Her youthful demeanor exposed her lack of experience in this area.

She just followed the example of a gourd and was superficial, and she didn’t know where she learned this.

Especially when she asked Ji Feng questions, her long and curled eyelashes would always tremble unnaturally, and her eyes would be a bit erratic.

Ji Feng knew that it was a natural reaction caused by extreme stress.

He suddenly took a step forward, and the two of them were very close for a moment, and then whispered in the girl's ear:

"Looking at the amazing view."

Being suddenly hit by the monsoon, Wen Nuan let out an "ah" sound and leaned back unnaturally. If she leaned back in this position, she would definitely fall.

But how could the monsoon make her fall?

Wen Nuan is not a passerby like Fang Yayu, someone's treasure is so precious that she can't wait to hold it in her hands and it hurts.

It must be hugged...

Ji Feng gently stretched out his hand to stop Wen Nuan's waist to prevent Wen Nuan from leaning back again, and attached his ear again:
"Be careful, I almost fell."

His tone was very gentle, and his breath sprayed around his warm cheeks, making the autistic girl's heart beat a little faster for no reason.

"Um……"

The autistic girl hummed softly, and then slowly closed her eyes.

As usual, the atmosphere has reached this point.

Ji Feng will definitely kiss her.

But someone didn't take any further action. He just helped Nuan Nuan stand up straight in a very gentlemanly manner.

Then, he continued to squat down gently like a gentleman.

Feeling the warmth of the sound, he quickly opened his eyes and immediately met Ji Feng's raised eyes.

This kneeling posture...

"Aren't the shoes difficult to wear?"

Ji Feng gently pinched her warm little feet, and she could feel her body temperature even through the black stockings.

Wen Nuan's eyes averted a little, and Ji Feng's actions made her a little panicked.

"Huh? Well, it's a bit..."

Feeling Ji Feng's fingers rubbing back and forth on her feet, the autistic girl unnaturally closed her legs.

But the expected action of putting on shoes didn't happen, Ji Feng just touched her feet like this.

Kneading, stroking, gently rubbing the fingertips, arches of the feet, and playing with all the corners, but there was no intention of letting go.

"Monsoon..." Nuan Nuan made an unspeakable voice.

"Don't talk, I'm checking your body."

"what?"

Then in her shocked eyes, Ji Feng's fingers began to climb up the stockings, bit by bit, inch by inch.

The flick of his fingertips traced his ankle.

The index and middle fingers lead someone's palm, like a pair of little people's legs, and begin to walk on the calf.

As I walked, I encountered the ups and downs of being a villain.

Oh, it turned out to be warm knees! ~
The little man failed to catch it and had no choice but to lie down before continuing upward.

The warm body was already stiff as he lay flat on his lap.

But the villain had no intention of stopping, and kept going up, until he reached the hem of his skirt.

Nuan Nuan held Ji Feng's head and his body trembled slightly.

"Ji Feng, don't..."

In the trembling of the autistic girl, the villain found the end of the silky silk, and with a little force, he pulled the stockings down his legs.

Watching Ji Feng lower his head and take off his stockings little by little, Wen Nuan had already begun to bite his lower lip.

"Lift your feet."

"Oh……"

When the black silk peeled off the soft ankle, Ji Feng lifted the foot a little, placed it in front of him, squeezed it gently, and smelled it.

"There are two feet in front of me, one is soft and the other is soft."

I felt my toes touch the tip of Ji Feng's nose, and the warmth suddenly made me want to cover my face.

So shameful...

"No, are you going to eat?" The autistic girl spoke intermittently. This was probably her signal to surrender.

"The other foot."

"Oh."

Ji Feng took off the stockings and rolled them up in his hands, and finally raised his head:
"You just tempted me, now it's not okay?"

"Humph!"

Ji Feng pointed at her now bare legs and pointed at the wardrobe:

"It's so cold and you're wearing black stockings. Are you going to die? Go in and change into some pants."

Nuan Nuan curled her lips and looked a little unhappy. Today she specially wore black stockings.

Unexpectedly, the monsoon would not give way.

However, she would not violate Ji Feng's request.

Before going to change clothes, she stretched out her hand to Ji Feng:
"Give me the stockings."

Ji Feng glanced at the black silk in his hand and thought for a while:

"This is criminal evidence and has been confiscated."

"Confiscated again?"

"Wen Xiaonuan, what do you mean? What do you mean? Am I someone who often does this kind of thing?"

Wen Nuan has begun to get used to Ji Feng's perverted words spoken righteously. Her boyfriend can be quite perverted sometimes, but fortunately he is only perverted towards herself.

"It does happen quite often."

After silently leaving a word, Nuan Nuan walked to the closet again and looked back at Ji Feng.

Very good, Ji Feng was indeed staring at him, and had no intention of avoiding his gaze at all.

The direct look in his eyes made him feel warm and uncomfortable.

The situation was already clear. Ji Feng wanted to watch her change clothes, but the scorching gaze made her a little unbearable.

She rummaged through the closet to find the matching pants, and then picked up a pair of white cotton socks, the kind she usually wears.

After grabbing this pair of cotton socks, his warm eyes inevitably stayed aside.

Staring at the black, the corners of the autistic girl's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sly smile.

Hey! ~
If you confiscate something like black stockings, just confiscate it. She still has it anyway.

She stuffed her stockings into her pants, picked up her pants expressionlessly and walked into the bathroom.

Ji Feng was stunned at the door.

"No? Are gentlemen defensive? That's too much!"

There was a soft sound in the bathroom. When Nuan Nuan came out, she had already changed out of her original work skirt and put on pants.

Ji Feng didn't expect that the autistic girl was determined to wear black stockings today.

Even when Jesus comes, nothing can stop him, she said.

The two held hands and walked out of the room one after another, leaving the 409 they were familiar with.

But Ji Feng didn't notice that Nuan Nuan, who was following him, quietly took out his phone and sent a text message when he left.

【arrange! 】

They did not choose to drive today, but took a taxi and went to the address sent by Mu Wanqiu.

……

At the same time, Mu Wanqiu’s home.

The little rich woman squatted in her oversized cloakroom in a daze because she was worried about what kind of clothes she should wear today.

She is usually a fresh and sunny person, and she never loses her taste no matter where she goes.

But today's dinner was a little different. Jiang Chaoyang, who was not of the same age, was here, and it felt like the conversation would be very formal, so she should dress more formally.

The question is, what makes it official?

Today's dinner is just for the four of them, and Wen Nuan will also be there.

Wen Nuan has experience in workplace clothing and usually buys some workplace women's clothing.

But she didn't!
Although Mu Wanqiu has many clothes, when it comes to formal wear, she only has the dress her mother prepared for her.

She hated wearing something like that, and it wasn't appropriate for the occasion.

After thinking about it, Mu Wanqiu could only put on a light-colored spring and autumn dress, then put on foundation and painted her lips.

She really didn't bother to do this before.

But something felt different today. Mu Wanqiu couldn't tell exactly what was different.

While Mu Wanqiu was changing clothes, Jiang Chaoyang was already waiting for Ma downstairs.

This was also the reason why he could handle it calmly when Mu Wanqiu rejected him.

Being a daughter of a wealthy family is more or less in trouble.

It is normal for more than an hour to change clothes and put on makeup.

Compared to girls like Mu Wanqiu, Jiang Chaoyang prefers ordinary girls.

When he was abroad, he fell in love with a female classmate who was also a child, and the two spent a very peaceful and happy two years.

But later his girlfriend found someone richer.

But in fact, the richer one is not as rich as Jiang Chaoyang, but Jiang Chaoyang has always kept a low profile when he was abroad.

Almost no one knew that their family had money.

In this way, a relationship worth remembering ended due to outrageous money issues.

How ridiculous is this for someone like Jiang Chaoyang?
Since then, he has not been so interested in women, and he has stayed away from such things as dating partners.

This is different from Mu Wanqiu's hope of finding a soul mate.

Jiang Chaoyang just didn't think it was necessary.

Finding a woman is no problem, but finding a girlfriend is very troublesome.

very troublesome.

It is impossible for a man like him to be short of women. Even if he is just socializing normally, there will be no shortage of women coming to his door.

But it's really difficult to find a girlfriend who can keep up with him, isn't a burden, and doesn't have too many things to do.

Things like girlfriends require you to provide emotional value.

They need companionship, comfort, consideration, security, love, and other requirements.

Jiang Chaoyang didn't want to spend so much energy doing these things.

and so……

He could agree to the marriage request, or he could try it, but after Mu Wanqiu refused, he would immediately withdraw and not stay for a moment.

There is no other reason. Women will only affect the speed at which he makes money, but marriage is a concentration of resources between the two.

Different concepts, different choices.

Seeing Mu Wanqiu coming down from upstairs, Jiang Chaoyang, who had been looking at his watch, sighed:
"I'll go, you're finally better, change clothes for an hour, all I can say is, 6."

Mu Wanqiu glanced at Jiang Chaoyang with some dissatisfaction:

"Girls change clothes like this. Brother Chaoyang is so old, hasn't he ever had a girlfriend?"

"I did, so I choose not to talk about my girlfriend now."

"Okay, hurry up, we're almost late." Mu Wanqiu urged, holding her small leather bag.

When she said this, Jiang Chaoyang was speechless:
"You knew you were almost late and you took so long?"

"Hurry up and go."

"Impressed."

Jiang Chaoyang doesn't like to be late. As long as he does things individually, he has never been late.

Inviting Ji Feng to dinner today is a very important thing for him, and Mu Wanqiu, as the middleman, must take it with him.

So he arrived at Mu Wanqiu's house more than an hour in advance to prepare.

It's just that Jiang Chaoyang didn't expect that Mu Wanqiu would make him late even an hour early. It was really a mistake.

"Go, go, go!"

After leaving the door, the two of them also headed to the previously agreed upon location.

Revival Manor Hotel.

A hotel that is already very high-end in the eyes of ordinary people, but is only a mid-to-high-end hotel in Jiang Chaoyang's eyes.

Monsoons and warmth arrive first.

When they got off the car, the hotel receptionist began to greet them warmly.

"Do you two have an appointment?"

"Private Room 888, Jiang Chaoyang, Mu Wanqiu."

"Oh, are you Mr. Ji and Miss Wen? Please come this way. Mr. Jiang hasn't arrived yet. You two can go to the room and wait for a while. It's on the top floor. I'll take you there."

"Okay." Ji Feng nodded, and Nuan Nuan took his arm and walked towards the hotel.

"Monsoon, warm!"

Suddenly, a familiar call came from behind. When the two of them looked back, they saw Mu Wanqiu, wearing a long and elegant dress, walking toward them with high heels.

"Late Qiu, you are here."

Nuan Nuan always felt that what Mu Wanqiu was wearing did not match her usual style.

Ji Feng also felt that Mu Wanqiu was weird. She usually wore a very energetic makeup, but now she looked a little suffocated.

To put it more bluntly, it means looking older.

But he would never say this out loud, otherwise he would be killed.

Following Mu Wanqiu's gaze, Ji Feng saw the man in a suit not far away.

The man is tall and thin, at least as tall as Monsoon.

He wore the split-parted cover that was very popular in later generations and had a somewhat melancholy smile on his face. He looked like a very reserved man.

The low-key style of Ji Feng, which has a strong and evil feeling, belongs to two completely different styles.

"Hello, Mr. Ji Feng, I am Jiang Chaoyang, Mu Wanqiu's friend."

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, I am Ji Feng, and she is my girlfriend Nuan Nuan."

The two shook hands politely and quickly separated.

Afterwards, Jiang Chaoyang did not forget to nod to Nuan Nuan, but quickly withdrew his gaze.

Wen Nuan is indeed beautiful. Her appearance is on par with Mu Wanqiu's, and her figure is even better.

But still the same sentence.

Jiang Chaoyang has seen too many things. How can a truly rich second generation who is not short of money and has independent thinking stop at the feet of a woman?

This would only be possible unless that woman was on the same level as him.

Therefore, although warmth is beautiful, it will not make Jiang Chaoyang lose his composure.

Appearance is just an accessory. He knows very well that girls will not always be eighteen, but there will always be girls who are eighteen, that's the truth.

However, Jiang Chaoyang still praised the beauty of warmth without hesitation:

"The ink stains the stars and water clouds, just like a sudden visitor in the world. Miss Nuan Nuan is so beautiful. Mr. Ji is so lucky."

"Heh, I think so too."

"Something happened on the road today, so I'm late. I'm really sorry." Jiang Chaoyang apologized politely.

When he was at Mu Wanqiu's house, Jiang Chaoyang almost lost his temper.

But after he came out, he didn't blame Mu Wanqiu for being late.

Even if he really waited for Mu Wanqiu to be late, saying so would make him look very rude and tasteless.

It really makes no sense to him to pass the blame to women.

"It doesn't matter, we just arrived." Ji Feng waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

After making peace with Ji Feng, Jiang Chaoyang led a few people upstairs.

While walking in the hotel lobby, he did not forget to chat with Ji Feng:
"Are Mr. Ji and Wan Qiu in the same class?"

"Yeah, just a freshman."

"When I was a freshman, I had a lot of coursework and was busy with the company's affairs. I guess it would be a lot of pressure, right?"

Ji Feng pointed to the warmth beside him:

"It's really big. Fortunately, I have the God of Learning to help me, so I won't worry about the beginning and not the end."

Although the tone was joking, it was the truth. He had a strong ability to warm up and was the most helpful to him.

If Monsoon doesn't encounter warmth and doesn't want to give up his studies, he will manage by himself.

There is a high probability that you will need to hire one or even several professional managers.

Moreover, in the early stages of the company's development, it remains to be seen whether these externally recruited professional managers can be relied upon.

There are too many professional managers.

So the importance of warmth to the monsoon is far greater than others think.

Jiang Chaoyang knew that Wen Nuan was the CEO at his fingertips, but he didn't know if it was a vase. Now that Ji Feng praised Wen Wen so much, Jiang Chaoyang couldn't help but take a second look at Wen Wen.

"That's it. It's really enviable for Mr. Ji to find a companion on the road ahead."

Ji Feng's eyes paused slightly.

A fellow traveler on the road?
Jiang Chaoyang's words are somewhat interesting, as they vaguely reflect his requirements for his partner.

"Mr. Jiang, just call me Ji Feng."

"Okay, Ji Feng, of course you can also call me Chaoyang, or Brother Chaoyang."

The two parties sat down with a smile, and Jiang Chaoyang began to order the clerk to take away the dishes.

The guest is the host.

Since it was arranged by Jiang Chaoyang, Ji Feng didn't mean to worry about the dishes, as long as Wen Xiaonuan could eat them.

As for Jiang Chaoyang's purpose, he is not very clear yet.

In short, the other party was very friendly, so he didn't need to think too much, just wait and see.

"Ji Feng, do you drink?"

"You can drink a little."

"Are there any requirements for the type of wine? Red wine, white wine, or whiskey can be used."

"Brother Chaoyang, choose, I don't care."

"Then let's drink some whiskey. Although it tastes like horse urine, this is what I drink the most abroad. And I always drink cheap ones. I'm used to it. Do you mind?"

Jiang Chaoyang teased himself casually, and Ji Feng agreed with a smile:

"Brother Chaoyang, don't say that. I only drink some beer on weekdays. Liquor is cheap, so there are no requirements."

"Well, I'm a pretty person. In fact, I like eating at fly restaurants. It's so cool. I'm just afraid that it would be disrespectful to treat you to that restaurant, so I switched to this one."

Jiang Chaoyang speaks standard Mandarin most of the time, but occasionally one or two words pop up, highlighting his identity as a native of the imperial capital.

He does have a bit of a melancholic temperament, but he is very down-to-earth in contact.

Although many people ridiculed that the people of the Imperial City were all Tianlong people, according to Ji Feng's experience, the people of the Imperial City were relatively easy to interact with and were not difficult to get along with.

The food was served and a bottle of wine costing more than 400 yuan was given.

For a restaurant of this caliber, this wine is really bad.

The two men and two women began to chat while eating.

They talked about school, some childhood experiences in the past, and the play between Mu Wanqiu and him.

We talked a lot, but never returned to the topic of Ji Feng's speculation.

In business.

After three rounds of drinking, the meal was almost done.

When Mu Wanqiu saw that the two of them were talking less and less, she took the initiative to stand up and stretched out her hand to Nuan Nuan:

"Warm, let's go out and get some air."

Nuan Nuan knew what Mu Wanqiu meant, but she still exchanged glances with Ji Feng, and then nodded slightly:

"it is good."

Seeing the two women leaving, Jiang Chaoyang, who was drunk, picked up the bottle of whiskey worth more than 400 yuan and sighed:

"Ha, Ji Feng, you don't know. When I was living alone, I couldn't bear to drink such expensive stuff.

Now I'm inviting you to dinner and a drink, which makes me look stingy. "

Ji Feng was a little surprised when he heard this, couldn't he drink? When you're hanging out alone?
"I heard Mu Wanqiu say that Brother Chaoyang's family should be very well off, right? Why do you say that?"

Jiang Chaoyang fiddled with the wine bottle and suddenly stood up from the chair he was leaning on.

"Come on, let's go upstairs and let's blow some air and wake up."

Ji Feng is also a person who has seen the world, and of course he will not have stage fright at this time.

Holding the wine bottle, he nodded and followed:
"it is good."

This is already the top floor of the hotel. This floor is the highest-standard room of Rev Hotel, including the viewing platform on the top of the building.

Going up the circular staircase, Jiang Chaoyang sat on the canvas single sofa.

Put yourself into a more relaxed state.

"Hey, the upright rich second generation, you know, the kind who want to go out and prove their abilities when they are hot-headed.

Don't rely on your family and parents, just rely on your own abilities to make your way.

When I'm not clear-headed, I want to drink, drink every day, every day, but at that time I only drank 4 dollars.

This kind of food, which cost more than 400 RMB, probably cost 50 knives at that time, and I simply couldn’t afford it. "

Ji Feng was confused when he heard this.

He had always thought that only idiots would not use their family's resources to develop. He never expected that Jiang Chaoyang had done such a stupid thing.

"Brother Chaoyang is awesome, he's a single man."

"People with bad minds are like this. Later I discovered that my so-called hard work and career were not as good as the three melons and two dates I randomly picked up at home, and I had to go home honestly.

And after I got home, I discovered that my brother had taken over my main business, so I had no choice but to become an investor. You think it was stupid or not. "

Ji Feng frowned slightly, although he had the intention of speaking his mind through the drunkenness.
But what Jiang Chaoyang said is not a trivial matter.

He is aware of the distribution of rights and interests among the children of wealthy families. It is an invisible rule that the eldest son inherits the family and the second son takes the risk.

According to Jiang Chaoyang, he is the eldest son, but he is the younger brother of the Cheng family.

Does this mean that when he went out to wander around, all his family rights and interests were taken away?

Although capable people can eat well wherever they go, gold will always shine.

But it is quite sad that the golden house in the family cannot be inherited.

After thinking for a moment, Ji Feng slowly spoke:
"I guess Brother Chaoyang's family doesn't like taking risks. A son like you who wants to rush, venture, and has an adventurous spirit doesn't meet their requirements for inheriting the family business."

Jiang Chaoyang raised his eyes and stared at Ji Feng for a long time, then suddenly laughed:

"You are worthy of being the future boss at your fingertips. What I said is that you can see the essence through the phenomenon."

"In order to avoid risks, the big family will not fight or rob, so there is no problem in choosing a safer heir."

"Yes, so I don't have to fight for it. I just need to get my own share. I can do what I want to do and invest in what I want to invest, and I will be happy and comfortable."

Ji Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. Although Jiang Chaoyang said this, he could feel the other party's unwillingness.

After all, he is a rich second generation who dares to go out and work alone in order to prove his ability.

And he is quite successful.

However, when I returned to my hometown in the Imperial Capital and found out that my home had been stolen, it was really hard to bear.

It is impossible for such a character to be abandoned by the family.

So the purpose of why he came to eat with me today is already obvious...

He got his own share of the Jiang family. It was not a family investment, but a private investment. This was similar to Mu Wanqiu.

What are the benefits of private investment?
There are so many benefits.

Because personal will will not be coerced by the family, this is the most important point.

To be able to find myself in times like this.

Jiang Chaoyang's vision is pretty good...

Ji Feng picked up the wine glass and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony of the room, overlooking the magical city.

The downtown area was still busy with traffic, but the sky was overcast.

He took a sip of wine, but did not answer Jiang Chaoyang's words. His calm expression made it difficult to see what he was thinking.

Jiang Chaoyang also picked up the wine glass and walked to Ji Feng's side:

"It looks like it's going to rain."

Ji Feng raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky.

"Yeah, it's going to rain."

As soon as he finished speaking, some water drops were printed on the floor-to-ceiling windows, becoming more and more dense.

When water droplets collide with each other, they turn into water droplets and slide down the glass.

Monsoon's gaze gradually moves from top to bottom:

"When it rains, the city becomes hazy. When it rains too much, the ground becomes fragments of a mirror."

Jiang Chaoyang smiled, and his smile at this moment finally showed the pride of a true son of aristocratic families:

"But they are just fragments. Ordinary people cannot see the city clearly in the rain, whether looking up or down.

If you want to see this city clearly, you can only stand at a high place. "

Ji Feng nodded, he recognized this, so...

"Brother Chaoyang, do you still want to prove yourself? To your family?"

Jiang Chaoyang suddenly opened the glass door and walked straight into the rain:

"Ji Feng, actually rather than prove myself, I want to curse people, the dirty kind, but my upbringing always prevents me from actually swearing."

Ji Feng laughed dumbly and followed him out.

Drinking in the rain is quite silly, but after all, the other party may become his second investor, so he doesn’t mind being a little silly and chatting more:
"Indeed, if you say dirty words, your heart will become clean."

Jiang Chaoyang was stunned:
"Then what if I didn't scold you?"

Ji Feng raised his glass to him and showed an indescribable expression, a little sinister and a little ruthless:
"If you swallow dirty words, your heart will become dirty."

(End of this chapter)