HBWnovel Chapter 9: No One Believes
Chapter 9: No One Believes
Chapter 9: Chapter 9: No One Believes
"Yang... Big Brother Yang... please, quickly leave..." Li Jingjing turned away, unable to hold back her tears.
Hearing the pure plea in the girl's voice, Yang Chen's bloodshot eyes finally calmed down. He took a deep breath, suppressing his impulses, and immediately closed the door, stepping back outside.
After waiting quietly outside for a while, Li Jingjing, now dressed, lowered her head and walked out, her cheeks flushed all the way to her ears.
Yang Chen apologized guiltily, "I'm sorry, Jingjing. I didn't mean to."
Li Jingjing softly murmured, "I... I know... Big Brother Yang is a good person..."
"A good person, huh..." Yang Chen sighed bitterly, muttering to himself, "Jingjing, save up money to buy a good house in the future. You can take out a loan if needed. It's not convenient for a girl like you to live with your parents forever."
"Okay..." The girl didn't know if she had taken his words to heart, looking like a wounded little lamb, evoking sympathy.
Yang Chen sighed, "It's late. You should rest early. You have to go to work tomorrow. Just starting as a teacher, you need to make some achievements. I'll head back after using the bathroom."
"Okay... Take care, Big Brother Yang." The girl's voice was still soft, but it had the power to make a man's bones go weak.
Bumping into Li Jingjing while she was bathing made Yang Chen fully awake. Carrying a thread of guilt towards the innocent girl, Yang Chen walked out of the yard under the farewells of Lao Li and his wife. Visitt (.)co/m for the latest updates
After closing the door, Lao Li and his wife started discussing Yang Chen.
Aunt Li said with some concern, "Old man, do you think our Jingjing has developed feelings for Xiao Yang? Why does Xiao Yang always have such a pleased look in his eyes when he looks at her?"
The beautiful woman turned her gaze away from the distant view, slightly puzzled and surprised, but then she flashed a charming and graceful smile. "Do you know about this car?"
More than just knowing, Yang Chen thought to himself. These British-made Land Rover vehicles, he had destroyed hundreds of them back in the day... He chuckled inwardly, then replied confidently, "Anniversary, the 40th anniversary edition of the Land Rover, with a maximum power of 375 kilowatts, peak torque of 625, powered by a 5.0-liter turbocharged engine... Am I right?"
"I don't understand what you just said. I just like this car, so I bought it." The woman brushed back her flowing hair with a simple gesture, yet it appeared enchanting and seductive.
"Don't most women prefer sleek and elegant sports cars? If you want something higher-end, you could go for a Ferrari California or a Porsche 911. If you prefer something a bit more modest, there's the Porsche 718, Mercedes-Benz SLR, BMW Z4, or even the Audi TT, which is more popular than the Land Rover, right?"
"I refuse to believe that someone who can afford this car can't afford those cars. Your taste is quite unique," Yang Chen said as he pulled out another cigarette. Since the mature beauty in front of him didn't seem to mind his presence, Yang Chen didn't mind engaging in conversation.
The woman shook her head. "I actually think it's quite normal for women to drive this type of car. Driving a sports car doesn't give the same sense of security as driving an SUV... Women should protect themselves better, shouldn't they?"
"Miss, it seems like you're lacking a sense of security," Yang Chen thought gleefully. She appeared to be a woman with deep-seated grievances, the kind most susceptible to his advances.
To his surprise, the woman shook her head again. "You're wrong. I feel perfectly safe. The reason I mentioned feeling safer in an SUV is simply for my own peace of mind. It's like how even wealthy people choose to buy insurance for themselves..."
"You're mistaken again. If you really felt secure, you would have slapped me and told me to leave instead of engaging in conversation," Yang Chen said with a wicked grin, leaning closer and blowing out a puff of smoke.
The woman didn't flinch. The pungent smell of the cigarette dissipated in the wind as her bright eyes stared straight at Yang Chen. Finally, she smiled brightly. "Which family's young master are you? If you're trying to catch my attention with those words, you're underestimating me."
"You're Tang Wan?" Yang Chen silently repeated the name, then chuckled. "I'm not anyone's young master. I'm just a lamb skewer seller. If you have time, you can visit me at the West District market and see for yourself."
"A lamb skewer seller?" Tang Wan scrutinized Yang Chen for a moment, unable to contain her laughter. After a bout of laughter, she finally said, "Young man, do you think I'm a fool, or are you deceiving yourself?"
"I really am a lamb skewer seller, even though I don't have a business license," Yang Chen repeated with frustration. Why was it that no one believed the truth these days?