Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 604 - Raising a Star (27)
Chapter 604: Chapter 604: Raising a Star (27)
Chapter 604: Chapter 604: Raising a Star (27)
Splash…
Fang Li’s white gown was stained by the beverage, with the sweet and cloying scent of orange drifting away.
The instigator was slowly putting down his cup: “Sorry, I slipped.”
“Feng Wang!!”
Fang Li roared in anger.
The voice was slightly loud.
The guests who hadn’t been paying attention to this scene were now looking over.
Fang Li turned around and saw everyone’s gaze, instantly feeling somewhat embarrassed.
However, when he turned back, Feng Wang had vanished from the spot, only a door nearby was slowly closing.
Fang Li: “…” That bastard Feng Wang!
They were standing in a corner; it’s likely that no one saw Feng Wang spill the drink on him.
Fang Li left the scene in disarray.
Feng Wang couldn’t understand why Fang Li kept approaching him only to end up at a disadvantage, and why he kept seeking him out despite that.
Could it be that he actually likes me?
Eh…
The thought alone sent shivers down Feng Wang’s spine.
Ding-dong—
The WeChat notification sound was unexpectedly clear in the hallway.
Leaning against the wall, Feng Wang fished out his phone.
[Chuzheng: Come out.]
The light from the phone screen illuminated the man’s face, sketching his features into a surreal and unreal beauty.
His slender and fair fingertips rested on the edge of the phone, motionless for a long time.
Finally.
The man’s fingers moved.
In the silent hallway, the tapping sound of typing echoed.
[Galaxy Supreme Handsome Prince Feng: Go out for what?]
[Chuzheng: Eat something.]
–
The night was silent, and the lights were brilliant.
The man’s figure slowly became visible as he walked quickly, looking around, covering his face as if he were a thief.
After a moment, he seemed to have found his target, hurriedly walked up to a car, opened the door, and got in.
Feng Wang stood in the shadows, his lips curling with a sarcastic smile.
He leaned against the cold glass, looked down at his phone, was just about to take it out when suddenly, footsteps sounded in front of him.
“What are you doing standing here?”
A clear and cool voice followed.
Feng Wang stiffened.
After adjusting his expression, Feng Wang finally looked up.
The girl walked under the moonlight, casting a delicate and slender shadow on the ground. The black and white cinched waist dress outlined her perfect curves, radiating stunning beauty with each step.
The colors of the night were enchanting.
As if they could stir up desires in the heart, uncontrollably breeding sinful thoughts.
Feng Wang quickly averted his gaze, suppressing an inexplicable surge of emotion.
“Watching the drama.”
“Is it enjoyable?”
The shadow loomed over, and Feng Wang seemed to feel the pressure it brought.
The cool aura around the girl was particularly noticeable.
Feng Wang took a deep breath, slowly saying, “The play is certainly enjoyable; otherwise, why would they need actors like us?”
Chuzheng dispassionately rebutted: “You’re not an actor.”
Feng Wang frowned, insisting: “How am I not?”
Chuzheng: “You’re just a vase.”
Feng Wang: “…” Aren’t vase actors still actors? Why discriminate against vases?
Feng Wang scoffed and walked away.
Chuzheng: “…”
This wasn’t my fault.
Why snort at me?
You have terrible acting skills, and you don’t allow others to say it?!
Chuzheng grabbed hold of Feng Wang, her cool voice dropped a few notches: “Alright, let’s go eat.”
That tone, it was almost like she was coaxing him.
However, to Feng Wang’s ears, it still sounded utterly like a command.
Feng Wang’s gaze fell on Chuzheng’s hand gripping his wrist.
“…You’re my patron now, can I even refuse?” Feng Wang withdrew his hand, holding his own wrist, and met Chuzheng’s gaze.
Moonlight scattered across the clear depths of the girl’s eyes, looking like a layer of crushed diamonds, so brilliant it was hard to look away.
–
Feng Wang thought they were going out to eat, but instead, Chuzheng brought porridge.
“Junior sister apprentice, why on earth do you think I like drinking porridge?” Feng Wang asked with a kind of despair.
“The doctor said you should drink more porridge.”
“…” Feng Wang was completely befuddled: “When did a doctor say such nonsense? Which doctor said it?”
“The attending doctor last time I took you to the hospital,” Chuzheng said matter-of-factly.
“…”
Feng Wang rested his head against the car window, his spirit crushed.
After a long while, he said weakly, “Junior sister apprentice, that was because my stomach was acting up, the doctor said that, my stomach is fine now!” Why the heck should I drink porridge!!
“You’re sick so often?” Chuzheng said unconsciously.
Feng Wang’s gaze swept over sharply, the dark depths of his eyes hiding a piercing sharpness.
The alarm bells in Chuzheng’s mind went off like crazy.
Stay calm.
Not good.
Under Feng Wang’s slightly wary watch, Chuzheng calmly corrected herself: “Why do you have so many ailments, drink the porridge to nourish your body, drink it!”
The girl was staring at him fiercely.
Feng Wang’s brows furrowed slightly, his eyes roving over Chuzheng, as if to confirm that her earlier words were just a slip of the tongue.
He slowly withdrew his gaze: “I don’t want to drink porridge.”
Chuzheng asked, “What do you want to eat?”
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Feng Wang blurted out: “Hotpot.”
Chuzheng took out her phone, and Feng Wang watched her dial three numbers.
“Why are you calling 120?”
“To book a hospital ward for you.”
Feng Wang’s stomach condition was already very serious, and he still wanted hotpot; was he asking to ascend to heaven?
Feng Wang: “…”
In the end, under Chuzheng’s fierce threats, Feng Wang finished the porridge.
With the warm porridge in his stomach, Feng Wang felt his originally uncomfortable stomach beginning to find relief.
He glanced at the girl beside him: “You came to see me just to bring me this?”
“What else?” Should I take you out for hotpot and then send you to the hospital?
As far as he knew, she was supposed to be filming a movie.
The film city was not close to here…
She had come all this way just to bring him a bowl of porridge.
Feng Wang had never been cared for like this in his life.
Warmth pumped from his heart, spreading to his limbs and throughout his body, leaving him feeling warm all over.
“Junior sister apprentice, are you really planning to be my patron?”
Chuzheng’s tone was cool: “Are you regretting it?”
Feng Wang slouched in his seat, his hands resting on his stomach: “You see, I’m pretty good at getting into trouble, being my patron is troublesome.”
The subtext was – you might not be able to handle me.
The girl’s clear, unaffected voice flowed through the car: “Even if you murder someone, I could clean it up for you.”
The car suddenly fell silent.
Chuzheng couldn’t even hear Feng Wang’s breathing.
He stared at her unblinkingly, as though trying to discern the truth from her face.
Feng Wang’s lips parted slightly: “Murder is illegal, you know, junior sister apprentice.”
“You know that too?”
Feng Wang tilted his head, a smile touching his eyes: “Junior sister apprentice, I did go to school after all, I still have that bit of common sense.”
So you’re quite impressive, huh.
The car fell silent again, and Feng Wang cleared his throat: “The banquet isn’t over yet, I’m going to head back.”
He pushed open the car door to get out, stood at the door, and then suddenly bent over: “Junior sister apprentice, if I actually killed someone, would you really help me?”
The girl in the car nodded without hesitation: “Mhm.”
A faint, but firm response, struck at the very tip of Feng Wang’s heart.
“Be careful on your way back, junior sister apprentice.”
Feng Wang closed the car door and swiftly disappeared into the night.
