Chen Feng didn’t outright reject Sun Xiaorui, but still gave her hope.
Indeed, after hearing Chen Feng’s response, Sun Xiaorui was obviously happy.
If Chen Feng had firmly agreed to officially hire her in a few years, she wouldn’t have believed him and would have thought he was just leading her on.
Now, since Chen Feng said he didn’t know himself, it actually suggested there might be a possibility of her becoming permanent.
Although she also didn’t know what would happen in a few years, or even after a year, how would the two of them fare?
But at least for now, she felt very happy and fortunate to be with Chen Feng.
So why not strive for it?
At least after becoming permanent, the treatnt would definitely not be worse than now, maybe even more.
Of course, becoming permanent wasn’t urgent, given they had known each other for only a few days.
Next, their communication beca even more harmonious.
They confird the specific travel itinerary and strategies for the first few sights, and the next thing was getting ready to depart tomorrow.
A good night’s sleep.
With the plane at a little after ten in the morning, they had breakfast around seven and then set off.
They arrived at the airport, boarded the plane, and smoothly reached Mo County Airport.
Beiji Village fell under the jurisdiction of Mo County and took about two hours by car.
Chen Feng and Sun Xiaorui weren’t in a rush to head to Beiji Village, opting to stay in the city of Mo County first and explore.
There were other attractions around the city, and since they were already there, they obviously had to visit them.
They first went to the hotel they had booked online, dropped off their luggage, and then followed the guide to find a local restaurant renowned for its cuisine, which proved to be just passable, not as delicious as the guide had claid.
This is how travel is: many restaurants on a street cater specifically to tourists and don’t care about returning custors; making money from each single transaction was their goal.
As long as they maintained basic hygiene and taste without inflating prices, it was considered conscientious.
Thus, as tourists wanting to experience authentic local food, it was essential to find restaurants frequented by locals, not those filled with tourists.
Chen Feng shared his thoughts with Sun Xiaorui, and she deeply agreed.
To taste authentic local cuisine, it was simple—just ask a reliable local.
Leaving the diocre restaurant, Chen Feng and Sun Xiaorui walked around the streets.
This street was quite bustling, lined with stalls and shops selling local specialties at high prices for small quantities, ideal for gifts, but not economical for personal consumption.
After exploring most of the street, the two of them found a couple of shared bikes and leisurely began cycling around the city, chatting, laughing, and enjoying the sights, occasionally stopping to take photos.
Sun Xiaorui had Chen Feng take several pictures of her. Beautifying the photos was a must, and she had to sift through them to select the best ones for sharing on her social dia.
According to Sun Xiaorui, using beautifying filters without editing pictures was already like a breath of fresh air on her social dia. She knew a few female colleagues and friends whose edited photos were unrecognizable even to their own parents.
But she would never do that, of course, because she was confident in her own appearance.
The city wasn’t large, and in less than two hours of cycling with intermittent stops, they had almost toured the entire city.
Finally, they found themselves on a lively street and entered a supermarket, neither small nor large, where they bought quite a few things to eat and use. When paying, Chen Feng asked the cashier, a middle-aged woman who might have been the owner, if there were any local restaurants nearby frequented by locals.
Seeing that Chen Feng had spent over four hundred all at once, the possibly proprietress kindly recomnded a restaurant and even wrote it down on a piece of paper.
This woman’s character was reliable; the two rode their bikes, following GPS to the restaurant, which wasn’t located on the main street but tucked away in a small alley.
The interior was average, but it triumphed in being clean and tidy.
After entering, they ordered similar local specialties to the restaurant they’d been to for lunch, such as sweet and sour pork, chicken stewed with mushrooms, and venison. The food tasted much better this ti.
Even Sun Xiaorui, who was concerned about gaining weight, couldn’t resist eating quite a bit.
At the end, the bill turned out to be much cheaper than the lunch they had.
It really was!
The next day, the two of them changed their plans on a whim and headed to Beiji Village first.
They didn’t hire a private car but took a scheduled bus instead.
The journey took about two hours, the bus andering through a highway flanked by dense woods.
Upon arriving at this northernmost village, the sky just started sprinkling light snow. For the two who were born in the south, this was undoubtedly a surprise.
One of the reasons they chose to travel here at this ti was specifically to see the snow.
Now, with global climate changes, it’s becoming increasingly difficult for people from the south to see snow.
"Co on, take so photos of ."
Sun Xiaorui excitedly handed her phone to Chen Feng and dashed to stand in front of a wooden sign.
Chen Feng smiled, took the phone, and opened the beauty-enhancing cara.
It wasn’t the first ti he had done this sort of thing. During his dating period with Shen Lin, he often played her personal photographer.
As the past faded with the wind and seeing himself now taking photos of Sun Xiaorui with the phone, he could only sigh inwardly.
"Hurry up, zoom out a bit and turn on the beauty mode," Sun Xiaorui urged.
"Alright."
Chen Feng fiddled with the phone a bit and took several photos of her.
Putting the phone away, as they were about to walk on, they encountered two won walking towards them. Upon laying eyes on each other, everyone froze in place.
At that mont, Sun Xiaorui was holding onto Chen Feng’s arm. Seeing Chen Feng suddenly stopping, she curiously followed his gaze to the two won opposite them.
The two won were both very beautiful. One, similar in age to her, was glamorously made up and taller than her with a curvaceous body, holding a selfie stick and talking to a phone—apparently live-streaming.
The other one appeared slightly younger, more demure and pure, accompanying the live-streaming woman. She had her eyes wide open, staring over at Chen Feng’s side.
Did the two won know each other? Could one of them be his ex-wife?
This thought struck Sun Xiaorui imdiately, her grip on Chen Feng’s arm tightening unconsciously.
Both won did indeed know Chen Feng, as they were Wu ngting and her best friend Lin Wan.
Lin Wan might not rember Chen Feng well and was focused on the live broadcast, not paying attention to Chen Feng, just a passerby, but Wu ngting was very familiar with him. It hadn’t been long since they last parted.
Their coincidental eting here surprised her initially, but she quickly noticed Sun Xiaorui, especially how she clung to Chen Feng’s arm with an intimate deanor. Her expression darkened slightly.
Chen Feng, feeling a mix of embarrassnt and vague guilt, instinctively tried to pull his hand away from Sun Xiaorui’s grasp, but failed with a slight attempt. That’s when he realized the inappropriateness of his action.
Wu ngting wasn’t his girlfriend. Why was he acting like this?
Should they pretend not to know each other and just walk past?
That seed rather impolite. He wasn’t planning on any further involvent with her, but that didn’t an he should be cold and unapproachable, simply ignoring her when they t face-to-face.
As he hesitated, Wu ngting had already cracked a smile, sprinted over first, and called out, "Brother Feng, here we et again, and miles away from ho at that. Isn’t it too much of a coincidence?"
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