Wang Peirong glanced around the room again, her eyes pausing montarily on the long sofa against the wall, before turning to Luo Feng: "Should we... should we have so wine?"
"Do you want to drink wine?" Luo Feng glanced at the sofa, seemingly unintentional.
Wang Peirong’s face turned slightly red: "It’s not... it’s not that I want to drink, but... but I think since this is our first date, so wine would make it more atmospheric."
"That makes sense." Luo Feng pressed a button next to the table, and the waiter ca in, asking respectfully, "Mr. Luo, what else do you need?"
"Bring us a bottle of red wine."
"Which brand would you like, sir?"
Luo Feng looked at Wang Peirong: "Which brand do you want to drink?"
Wang Peirong smiled softly: "Any brand is fine, let’s go for a dry red; grape wines are too sweet."
"Then we’ll have a Changyu Cabernet Gernischt."
After the waiter left, Luo Feng chuckled: "You won’t find the wine I picked too cheap, will you?"
"How could I." Wang Peirong smiled sweetly: "We are both still students, this is already extravagance, my parents taught to be frugal since childhood."
During the al, Luo Feng was the epito of a gentleman, treating Wang Peirong with utmost care. Wang Peirong rejoiced inwardly, Yang Xing had not lied to her, otherwise how could Luo Feng suddenly change his attitude towards her?
As the bottle of dry red neared its end, Wang Peirong, clutching her forehead and acting coquettishly, said, "Feng, I feel a bit dizzy, I want to sit on the sofa for a bit, will you join ?"
"Of course, I’ll carry you over." Luo Feng laughed softly, lifting Wang Peirong, who wrapped her arms around Luo Feng’s neck, "Feng, you are so good to ."
"You are my girlfriend, if I don’t treat you well, then who should I treat well?"
"Do you an..." Wang Peirong looked surprised: "You’re finally willing to accept ?"
Luo Feng’s voice was thick with affection: "If I didn’t accept you, why would I bring you here for dinner? I’m still a poor student, and you know that."
Wang Peirong gazed affectionately at Luo Feng: "Feng, I am the happiest woman in the world."
"Idiot!" Luo Feng laughed and set Wang Peirong down on the sofa.
"I just want to be an idiot, your idiot." Wang Peirong leaned close to Luo Feng: "From now on, don’t be so cold to , okay?"
"Have I been cold to you?" Luo Feng said, glancing at the edge of Wang Peirong’s collar.
Wang Peirong pouted discontentedly: "On the way here you were still being cold to ."
"That was just not being used to it for a mont, before I felt that you and my sister didn’t get along well, I was worried that being with you would make things difficult for , hence my coldness."
"Why did you suddenly co around?"
Luo Feng shook his head: "I don’t know, I just suddenly felt you’re quite nice and I shouldn’t reject you because of my sister. Once I realized that, I asked you out to dinner. Is that acceptable, Your Highness?"
"Extrely satisfied." Wang Peirong feigned a troubled face: "But, how do you plan to manage the relationship between and Luo Ye? She has a big misunderstanding about , and I really don’t know how to win her over."
"Just keep making pleased; we’re not going to live together in the future. If you yield to her a bit when we et, that should be enough."
"Feng, you are so kind, now I feel reassured. I’m going to the restroom." Wang Peirong stood up shyly, and after closing the bathroom door, she whispered to the location on her collar: "You heard all that, right? The drug is taking effect. What I have to do next is inconvenient to do with this on, I will report back to you once I get ho." After that, she forcefully removed the eavesdropping device stuck to her collar and threw it into the toilet.
On the other end, Yang Xing pulled off his earphones, curling his lip in disdain: "Slut!"
"Jealous?" Feng Qing raised an eyebrow looking at Yang Xing.
"Jealous of her?" Yang Xing lifted Feng Qing onto his lap: "I’m just angry that she’s too impatient. She should have played the long ga, but well, it doesn’t matter now. Luo Feng’s behavior has sufficiently indicated that our goal is about to be achieved, you can bring our matter up with your Grandpa again."
Feng Qing stared into Yang Xing’s eyes: "As far as I know, you chased after Luo Ye quite persistently before, it’s just that she never gave you the light of day. I want to ask, if sothing unforeseen happens and we can’t be together, will you treat this way?"
Yang Xing frowned: "You and she are different, and it’s not possible for it to be the sa."
Feng Qing gave him a sidelong glance: "Can I take that as you being sour because of love turned bitter?"
"No, we are people who live for our families, to live more splendidly than others we have to give up so things, it’s unavoidable."
Feng Qing looked a tad forlorn: "I see, I thought maybe you had fallen for a bit."
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