Feng Ling had no choice but to stay still. When Mr. Mike walked out of the bathroom, Feng Lingâs body tightened.
Coincidentally, at this moment, Li Nanheng tugged down the buttons on his shirt. Feng Lingâs hair instantly regained its freedom. She took a step back from the curtain, and the curtain was firmly blocked.
At this moment, Li Nanheng turned to look at the person outside the bathroom. He was still holding the button he had just taken off.
Mr. Mike looked at Li Nanheng in surprise. âWhat happened?â
âI was slightly injured. I just bandaged it.â Li Nanhengâs expression was calm and indifferent, as if there was nothing behind the curtain. He turned and walked out, casually tugging at the collar of his shirt. âItâs not convenient for me to wear clothes with my left hand. I just put on my shirt, and the button was pulled off by a hook in the bathroom. I have to change into another one later. This is troublesome.â
Mr. Mike finally understood. âI see. Then you should change.â
Li Nanheng grunted in response, turned around, took a shirt, and put it on. Mr. Mike also asked if he needed help. Li Nanheng sighed with a smile. âItâs all right. No need.â
Feng Ling frowned as she listened from behind the curtain. Was he trying to show off? He didnât even mind letting Mr. Mike help him, but he was being stubborn.
After listening for a while, Li Nanheng suddenly closed the bathroom door.
It was good to close the door. This way, she wouldnât be too stiff inside. She could hear the manâs footsteps walking further and further away. His room was quite large, and there were several compartments suitable for drinking tea and talking. She guessed that he had gone there.
Feng Ling came out from behind the curtain and leaned against the bathroom door to listen for a while. She hesitated if she should leave now, but if she ran into Mr. Mike or his secretary or assistant outside...
Forget it.
She looked back at the shirt in the sink and decided to use the soundproofing of the bathroom to wash it.
Although such a high-end shirt couldnât be washed with water, it was already soaked in water. She could just take it out and wash it clean. Otherwise, she wouldnât have much to do.
Qin Shuke sent her a text message asking if she was resting. Feng Ling replied that she was outside and not in the room. If she wanted to eat dinner, she could go to the kitchen of the resort later.
Qin Shuke then sent her another photo. In the photo was her gym in the resort. Many young and handsome men who were exercising were there. She took a few especially handsome photos and sent them to her: [I didnât expect that among the big shots of the business circle invited by Mr. Mike, not all of them are bald, beer-bellied old men. There are also so many handsome little brothers.]
Feng Ling looked at it speechlessly and replied: [You unfaithful bastard, donât you want your little K brother anymore?]
[K is always out on missions and busy in the base. He is so straight that he is scary. When I am free, I send him a message asking him out for a meal. He is so embarrassed and boring. Although he is handsome, he is not suitable for me!]
[How can there be so many interesting men?]
[Yes, yes. Look at this!]
Qin Shuke sent another photo of a young manâs back: [Is this handsome?]
Feng Ling: [Itâs just a back view. Why are you asking if he is handsome?]
[Iâve seen the front, but heâs talking to someone with his back to me right now. I donât think itâs appropriate for me to go to the front, right?] Qin Shuke continued: [I heard heâs from China. I think heâs the current head of the Ling Xiao Group. His name is Xiao... Xiao something. I heard him talking to those big shots. I think this man is really charming. I wonder if heâs married...]
Ling Xiao Group?
Feng Ling paused and seemed to remember something: [Xiao Luye?]
[Ah, ah, ah, ah, right. This little brother has a very wild background. His name is also so wild, hahaha. He clearly doesnât look easy to get along with, but his words are very interesting. I think he is a little something!]
Feng Ling sighed with a smile. Wasnât this the person Ji Nuan had secretly sent her a message saying she suspected him to be her own brother?
Afterward, it seemed that he was indeed her brother.
It was said that this young master of the Xiao family was not someone to be trifled with. His temper was very bad. More importantly, why did she remember that this young master of the Xiao family had some conflict with Qin Siting?
[Control yourself. Donât flirt with anyone.] Feng Ling could only say this.
[Aiyo, donât worry. Iâm reliable.]
Qin Shu was reliable?
She was a little love-struck fool who couldnât move when she saw a handsome man.
Feng Ling chuckled in her heart.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
...
Mr. Mike sat at Li Nanhengâs place for about an hour and chatted about something. Afterward, Feng Ling had nothing to do in the bathroom, so she took out her cell phone and played the various games that Qin Shuke had downloaded for her. She had never played these games before and thought it was simple. However, she found that she didnât know anything and couldnât even pass through the various checkpoints.
She was trying her best to jump up with the little person on her phone, failing again and again. Suddenly, the bathroom door was pulled open. When Li Nanheng opened the door, the first thing he saw was Feng Ling, who was usually cold and distant, squatting in the bathroom and playing games on her phone. The key was that she was playing seriously.
The man raised his brows. Seeing that she didnât notice him coming in, he walked over and bent down behind her. âPress left, left, upward, yes, left, left, right! This time, turn right! Yes, yes, yes, just keep your fingers pressed. Donât let go, yes...â
Feng Ling kept jumping up according to Li Nanhengâs instructions. When the wordsâ finally clearedâ were displayed on the phone, she took a deep breath and suddenly paused. She turned her eyes sharply and almost hit the manâs chin.
Li Nanheng was looking down at her when she suddenly turned her head to look at him. The man raised his eyebrows and Feng Ling quickly stood up, but after squatting for a long time, her legs were a bit numb. She reached her hand toward the marble platform, stabilized her body, and put her phone back into the pocket of her clothes. She then looked outside. âMr. Mike left?â
âLetâs go.â
âThen I should go.â
Feng Ling glanced at his arm again. He was wearing a shirt, so she couldnât see the gauze inside. However, he didnât touch the water and didnât move much. She walked around him and walked out.
However, after taking two or three steps, the man reached out his long arm and held her with his injured arm, bringing her back. Feng Ling noticed his arm and subconsciously didnât dare to struggle. She quickly stabilized her body and turned to look at him.
Li Nanheng lowered his eyes and looked at her from such a close distance. âItâs already dinner time. Why donât you stay for dinner?â