Chen Feng didn’t know who this bald middle-aged man was, but he was certain of one thing: this man couldn’t possibly be her husband.
Although the man looked to be in his forties and was actually not bad-looking, his shiny bald head really spoiled the scenery, and he exuded a rough, uncultivated air—a type of man ngyao definitely wouldn’t fancy.
As for being her dad, judging by his age, that seed unlikely, too; he was too young.
ngyao was nearly thirty, so her dad should be in his early fifties at least.
Therefore, Chen Feng guessed that the bald man might be one of her relatives, like an uncle or sothing.
"Alright, go hang out with your friends," ngyao said impatiently to the bald man.
"We’ve only t once since you’ve been back for so many days. Can’t you stay and chat more with now that we’ve run into each other?" The bald middle-aged man looked sowhat hurt and cast a deep glance at Chen Feng after speaking.
Chen Feng could clearly sense strong jealousy in his eyes, which made him doubt the man’s identity again.
"Let’s talk next ti. I have old classmates to accompany, don’t I? You should go join your friends," ngyao said casually.
"Then how about you co ho for dinner tonight? I’ll ask your aunt to make your favorite dishes," the bald middle-aged man said, looking at ngyao with hope.
"I might not be free tonight," ngyao frowned slightly but, seeing his pitiful look, eventually softened a bit, "I’ll try to make it."
"Great, great. I’ll call you tonight," the bald man suddenly bead, "Rember to co, okay? I won’t disturb you any longer, I’ll be off now, you two have a good chat."
Lastly, he nodded politely to Chen Feng before turning to leave.
Chen Feng was bewildered by their conversation and, once the bald middle-aged man was gone, couldn’t help but ask, "He couldn’t be your... dad, right? He looks too young."
ngyao nodded, "Yes, my dad. He had when he was seventeen and is only forty-seven this year."
"No way! Your dad is that aweso?"
Chen Feng was outright shocked.
ngyao sighed, "My birth was an accident for my parents; they were only seventeen or eighteen and too young. They had a shotgun wedding, and while there was so affection, it wasn’t very deep. Most of my childhood mories are of them arguing or even physically fighting.
So, after I started high school, they divorced. I don’t think they did anything wrong. After all, it’s better to split up early than to keep fighting."
Chen Feng listened with so emotion and now understood her dad’s earlier hostile and jealous gaze.
"I didn’t expect to run into him here, sorry for startling you," ngyao said apologetically, smiling at Chen Feng.
"It’s nothing. I just didn’t expect your dad to be so young."
Chen Feng didn’t really care. He was startled at first, out of a guilty conscience, but soon cald down. Presumably, ngyao felt the sa.
"I was startled at first too, you know, feeling a bit guilty," ngyao whispered, giving Chen Feng a suggestive eyebrow raise.
Chen Feng glanced at the counter where her dad was also looking over at that mont; they exchanged a look, both awkwardly feigned a smile, and then tactfully looked away.
From her dad’s expression, it was clear he knew about his daughter’s affair with Chen Feng.
This was indeed awkward, especially considering ngyao was still married.
"Does your dad know about your separation?" Chen Feng asked in a lowered voice.
ngyao smirked, shaking her head, "No, I haven’t told my parents."
No way! Chen Feng was utterly speechless.
No wonder her dad had such an unfriendly look at first, mistaking him for the other man. But later, because of his daughter, he refrained from causing a scene.
ngyao seed to realize it too and said with so embarrassnt, "Don’t worry, I don’t think my dad noticed anything."
Chen Feng rolled his eyes at her—as if her dad couldn’t tell from her initial panic and guilty deanor.
But it was a fortunate misfortune in the end; even if her dad knew they were cheating, he wouldn’t co after him with a fight.
However, having learned his lesson, Chen Feng would never dine alone with her again.
He had been too careless this ti.
"Do you have ti this afternoon? We could go to the city center."
Seeing Chen Feng silent and looking at his phone, ngyao tried to change the subject.
Chen Feng outright refused, "I just went there yesterday, so no, not going."
ngyao frowned inquiringly, "What were you doing in the city center yesterday?"
Chen Feng looked up at her and said, "I was dropping ngting off at her ho."
"You two seem really close," ngyao remarked with a hint of jealousy, "Is there really just a sibling relationship between you?"
"What do you care so much for?" Chen Feng frowned slightly.
ngyao forced a laugh, trying to sound casual, "I’m just curious, is that not allowed?"
"Let’s drop it," Chen Feng changed the subject, "I’m thinking about investing in your company. At least twenty million. How many shares can you give ?"
ngyao was taken aback and asked incredulously, "Are you serious?"
Chen Feng nodded with a serious face.
After thinking for a while, ngyao said, "I won’t lie to you. Since the company moved from Guang City, I can’t guarantee it will continue to profit. And the current market value of my company is indeed about two hundred million. If you’re really looking to invest, putting in twenty million at once, I can give you 10% of the shares. But you’d have to give proxy voting rights for this stake, and you can’t interfere with the managent and operation of the company."
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