Li Peifeng never expected that sending risqué photos to the online version of Zhao Qingge might actually beco a part of his daily routine, much like clocking in to work.
Although it was a bit restrictive and slightly troubleso, thinking that ’Yun Xin Yue Xing’ had already beco his online wife and would reciprocate with photos, Li Peifeng didn’t mind it so much anymore.
If online they’re calling each other baby, how far could it be in real life?
He even started looking forward to the future...
But the future didn’t co, the phone call did, from Huang Tianxuan.
"Why aren’t you here yet? Is your eting over?"
Li Peifeng quickened his pace: "I’m coming, just left the hotel, I’ll be there soon."
"No need to go to the guesthouse, I’m at Shiyun Building Hotel, just co here directly."
Li Peifeng felt a bit embarrassed: "You’re treating to lunch? Isn’t that too polite?"
"If you feel bad about it, then hurry up, I’ve been waiting for you all day, if you’re any later we’ll be having dinner instead."
...
Lunch was at Wuzhen, hosted by Huang Tianxuan, with local specialty dishes. The taste was alright, but a bit pricey, over three hundred bucks.
These days on business trips, Li Peifeng and Huang Tianxuan have been treating each other to als back and forth, getting closer to the 50,000 quota guided by the system.
[Huang Tianxuan treated lunch, spent 354 yuan, 19864 yuan left to get another chance to draw.]
Regarding the system’s so-called ’guiding opposite-sex spending’, Li Peifeng always maintained his principle. He spent where he should with won, just like before, never stingy. When won bought him gifts or returned the favor, he never hypocritically refused, accepting where appropriate.
Although doing so might earn fewer lottery chances, it eased his conscience, and Li Peifeng was quite satisfied.
After lunch, perhaps tired of Wuzhen, Huang Tianxuan suggested they go shopping in Hangzhou.
Li Peifeng was reluctant to go, providing a reason that Hangzhou is 160 kiloters round-trip from Wuzhen, too far and ti-consuming, worried about tiring out Huang Tianxuan with driving.
Of course, that was just the superficial reason. In reality, he considered that going to Hangzhou ant they might not return by night. Not only would he have a hard ti explaining it to Zhao Qingge, but if Xu ndoza and Wu Wenyue in the Capital decided to video check in on him as they did yesterday, it would be even harder to explain.
He just confird an online romance with Old Zhao, with prospects looking good; Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning had their emotions heat up due to this little separation, just waiting for him to return to the Capital, finding a suitable occasion to tie the two together... They all had bright futures ahead.
If quantifiable data were to show the progress of strategies on both sides, Li Peifeng estimated Old Zhao had at least fifty percent. Wu and Xu had seventy percent.
But if he stayed out all night and got found out by both sides, progress would definitely be discounted, and Li Peifeng was unwilling to take that risk.
But, fate had other plans...
"Today’s my birthday."
Huang Tianxuan smiled sweetly: "My friends wanted to throw a birthday party, but I declined, said I wanted to spend it with soone important."
"I’ll drive!"
With that being said, Li Peifeng had not the slightest hesitation.
"That’s not necessary." Huang Tianxuan teased: "Just think about what birthday gift to give ."
Li Peifeng sighed: "You should have told earlier, what decent gift can I prepare last minute."
"It’s okay, anything from you makes happy." Huang Tianxuan said earnestly: "Besides, company is a gift itself."
"Anything will do?"
Li Peifeng laughed: "Then I’ll give you eight words: Peace and joy, may all go well!"
"Blessings work too!" Huang Tianxuan bead, quite easily satisfied.
...
Hangzhou Tower, with 9 billion annual sales, the oldest high-end luxury gathering place in Hangzhou, a must-go place for wealthy won in the city.
Given Huang Tianxuan’s family background, Li Peifeng wasn’t surprised she wanted to shop here, but he was a bit worried.
Ever since spending 200,000 shopping with Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning in the Capital, Li Peifeng felt he might have developed "shopping PTSD."
Entering a mall makes him anxious, the higher the average spending and the classier the mall, the more serious the symptoms.
Money is a man’s courage, without money there’s no courage, even if Li Peifeng had undergone organ transformation it wouldn’t help.
Moreover, he figured that even if he splurged all his savings on buying so expensive jewelry for Huang Tianxuan, given her taste, she might not be too thrilled or surprised.
So, he decided to go the opposite route.
No material gifts, but gifts on the spiritual level!
"You go shop first, I’ll prepare your gift."
Li Peifeng glanced at his phone: "In two and a half hours, I’ll tell you where I am, co find ."
"Eh? No need, just accompany ..."
Huang Tianxuan had a bit of regret: "I was joking with you earlier, no need to get anything."
"I took your joke seriously." Li Peifeng chuckled: "I’ll give you a surprise then."
Huang Tianxuan looked expectant but teased: "It’s not going to be balloons and flowers, right? That would be so cheesy."
Li Peifeng was speechless: "It’s just a birthday, I’m not giving you balloons and flowers, you think it’s a proposal? Dream on!"
"Then what are you planning?" Huang Tianxuan asked curiously: "If you’re buying a gift, just co along with ..."
"You’ll find out when the ti cos, no need to ask so much now!"
Li Peifeng, without further ado, temporarily parted ways with his companion and went to the supermarket at the mall’s basent to buy painting tools like brushes, paper, and easels.
That’s right, he was planning to gift a painting again...
There was no other way. He couldn’t think of anything suitable for the mont, but two and a half hours was still too rushed. Li Peifeng wasn’t confident he could produce a fine painting, so he had to think of other plans.
After buying the tools, Li Peifeng wandered around and found a Yamaha instrunt store in the mall. Feeling inspired, he sat down on a bench outside the Yamaha store.
He set up the easel, took out his phone, opened Huang Tianxuan’s friend circle, found a nice selfie, and began painting!
"Hey, handso, are you... selling paintings?"
"No, I’m just painting for fun."
A curious passerby ca up to ask, and Li Peifeng casually brushed them off, continuing his own painting while occasionally glancing at Huang Tianxuan’s photo to accurately capture the facial features and bone structure.
Two and a half hours flew by, and the painting still had so unsatisfactory areas, but obviously, Huang Tianxuan couldn’t wait any longer. She called one after another, urging him.
"I’m ready, co over, I’m just at..."
After hanging up the phone, Li Peifeng had no choice but to stop painting, inform her of his location, and then walk into the Yamaha store.
"Hey, miss, where’s your store manager?"
"Uh? That’s ."
A lady around thirty smiled coquettishly, "Brother, what kind of talk is that!"
Li Peifeng feigned perfect surprise, "You’re the store manager? My apologies!"
With just a few words, he successfully borrowed an L16 model guitar from the store and began tuning it as he waited.
"Where is she?"
"Here!"
Seeing Huang Tianxuan from afar, Li Peifeng waved and then strumd the guitar strings.
A bit rusty, he occasionally plucked the wrong note, but it didn’t affect the overall performance.
The rhythm was light, cheerful, with a hint of grandeur, and sounded quite familiar.
Because the performance was outside the instrunt store where people often tried instrunts, it didn’t attract too much attention, but combined with his earlier painting activity, a few passersby stopped to watch and whisper to each other.
"Proposing or confessing?"
"I saw this handso guy spend half a day painting, turns out it’s for that girl?"
"Looks like a confession, that girl is really lucky."
"What’s this?"
Huang Tianxuan, carrying a lot of shopping bags, was montarily stunned upon approaching, seeing the easel in front of Li Peifeng, scattered brushes, and him holding a guitar. She instinctively let go of the bags in her hand, her mouth slightly agape, eyes filled with surprise, but still unclear about what was going on.
Just at this mont, the guitar prelude ended perfectly, and Li Peifeng, who had just sung a Jacky Cheung song, began to sing, his lodious voice echoed.
"Fold a thousand paper cranes~ Tie a red ribbon~ May kind-hearted people have good luck every day~"
"You live a diligent life~ You are healthy and youthful~ All your life’s efforts are for a joyful smile~"
"Good luck to you, good luck cos~ Good luck brings joy and love~"
The crowd burst into applause and laughter.
...
Two minutes later, with one hand holding the painting tube and the other pulling Li Peifeng, Huang Tianxuan, blushing yet laughing, hurriedly left the entrance of the Yamaha instrunt store, muttering under her breath.
"What were you thinking? Why did you sing ’Good Luck’? Couldn’t you sing a birthday song?"
"Just tell if you’re surprised or not?"
Huang Tianxuan widened her eyes, wanting to get angry, but couldn’t help but laugh, "It’s not surprising at all! I’ve never been so embarrassed!!"
Li Peifeng laughed nonchalantly, "Just tell if this birthday is unforgettable or not?!"
"Utterly unforgettable! I really have to thank you for a lifeti!"
Amid their laughter, Li Peifeng suddenly realized Huang Tianxuan had brought him to a Vacheron Constantin store, and a strange premonition filled his heart. He instinctively asked.
"Why are we here?"
Huang Tianxuan didn’t reply, just pulled him by the hand to the counter and told the store attendant, "Take out the watch I looked at before and let this gentleman try it on."
"Alright."
The attendant politely opened the drawer and took out the one in the center...
Turns out she’s really buying a watch!!
The premonition in Li Peifeng’s heart ca true, surprising and catching him off guard.
He didn’t pay much attention to the watch’s style, just noticed a seven-digit number next to it, which was a bit glaring and made him want to cry.
"Forgive my ignorance, but that seven-digit number probably refers to the price?"
"Great Eastern Coin? It couldn’t be labeled in yen in the Great Eastern Country, right?"
"Finally, a wealthy lady sees through my façade, breaks through my stubbornness, protects my vulnerability, allowing to lay down my defenses and enter her heart?"
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