Chapter 241: Aren't You Interested in Me?

There was no one in the park at this hour. Ling Feng parked the car in the lot at the park entrance, then turned down the music inside the vehicle.

"So, you can be shy too," Ling Feng said.

Mou Lili took a pack of cigarettes from her bag and lit one. "Someone like you who has never worked a job doesn't understand the office politics between colleagues. If someone like you, driving a luxury car, comes to find me, there's no telling how people might gossip about me. As for me, I just want to work in peace and don't want people talking behind my back."

"Who says I've never worked a job? I know about the workplace rules you're talking about, too, okay? I just don't care about them."

"Of course you don't care, because you're the one who owns the company, and you set the rules."

That was true enough. Although Bai Shunan owned it, he had a stake in it, and he was the boss here at the Beishi Branch.

"Your company doesn't have a rule against employees dating, does it?" Ling Feng asked again.

"It's not that rigid."

Ling Feng asked again: "Then what is it that you actually do?"

Mou Lili smiled: "I do everything."

"Working two jobs? One at the company, one at the bar?"

"Do you think I'm quite multi-talented?" Mou Lili asked with a smile.

"I really do, a little bit." Ling Feng looked at Mou Lili.

He had seen her with heavy makeup, and he had seen her in the morning looking as plain as could be, but now, this light makeup actually looked quite good on her, like a wild cat wearing a cloak of innocence.

"Young Master Ling wouldn't be infatuated with me, would he?" Mou Lili asked.

Ling Feng scoffed, "How could that be?"

"Then you just want to play with me, right?" Mou Lili said: "But I'm not in the mood to play right now. You should find someone else; we aren't people from the same world, and we can't play together."

After saying this, Mou Lili opened the car door and got out.

Ling Feng hurriedly chased after her.

He also knew that his scoff just now had been excessive, but he actually hadn't meant to look down on her; he had just thought it was impossible at the time—he had only just suffered a heartbreak.

Ling Feng caught up and grabbed her hand, "What do you mean we can't play together? If we can't be lovers, we can be ordinary friends. Besides, I came to find you this time mainly to thank you. You took me to do something so exciting last time, I have to treat you to a meal, right?"

Mou Lili asked: "Is it really just to treat me to a meal?"

"What else could it be for? To go do something else exciting?"

Mou Lili said: "Fine, it just so happens I'm hungry, so I'll do Young Master Ling the honor."

……

The two went to a restaurant near the park to eat Western food.

Ling Feng asked Mou Lili: "What do you do at the company?"

"Foreign trade," Mou Lili said while eating her steak.

"So that means your English is quite good."

"No kidding."

"Then why do you go to the bar to sing? To earn extra money?"

Mou Lili was a bit impatient: "Hoping to be discovered by a talent scout; maybe I could become a star."

"If you really want to be a star, I can introduce you to an agency. You sing well enough; find a talent show and you'll debut in no time."

Mou Lili said: "Forget it. Talent shows require singing and dancing, and at my age, I can't dance anymore."

"How old are you?"

"27, I guess. Not young, anyway."

"That's a real pity; the world has missed out on an excellent singer."

Mou Lili couldn't help but be amused by him.

"We've added each other on WeChat, right? I'll look for you to hang out whenever I'm bored," Ling Feng said again.

"Hang out doing what?"

"Anything is fine—eating together, playing a game, or something."

Mou Lili said: "I don't have the leisure for that."

"You seem so busy."

"Should I just sit around waiting to die?"

Ling Feng: "……"

This little chili pepper really is sharp-tongued.

……

After that day, Ling Feng had some matters at home, and he hadn't seen Mou Lili for a week.

Once he was done with his business, he returned to Beishi.

He wanted to ask Han Yangting out for a meal, but Han Yangting had to accompany Bai Shuruo for a prenatal checkup.

He wanted to ask Leizi, but Leizi said he had things to do at home and couldn't come.

He scrolled through his social media feed; it seemed everyone was busy. Some were dining with family, some were on business trips, and others were posting status updates about being in a bad mood. Most of it was just advertisements; to make money, people had turned their social feeds into places to post ads.

Before he knew it, he had come to the bar again.

Today was the weekend, and Mou Lili was singing. He ordered a drink and sat in the very front to listen to her sing.

Her voice had a bit of a husky quality, and when she sang English songs, it was easy for people to get immersed.

It was just that the air in the bar wasn't good; there was the smell of alcohol and smoke everywhere.

Mou Lili saw Ling Feng too, and she smiled at him while she sang.

Ling Feng waved at her.

During the break, Mou Lili would rest, and others would go up to sing. There was also a period where a DJ was up there spinning discs. Mou Lili went to the back to rest and didn't see Ling Feng.

Ling Feng just kept sitting there waiting.

The bar didn't close until 2:00 AM, and Ling Feng waited until 2:00 AM.

Only then did Mou Lili walk down and ask, "What's your situation? Coming to a bar and not looking for a fling, just drinking purely?"

"If you don't come to a bar to drink, what else would you come for?" Ling Feng asked with a smile.

"Don't play innocent. Every man in this world can play innocent, but you, Young Master Ling, cannot."

"Why does it sound like I'm very filthy?"

"The number of women you've slept with, you can't even count them yourself, right?"

"Those were all people throwing themselves at me, and besides, I've changed for the better."

"A dog doesn't stop eating shit; it just started eating porridge."

Ling Feng's expression instantly darkened: "Big sister, your words are so harsh, did you smear arsenic on your tongue?"

"That's right, specifically to poison you."

Ling Feng said angrily: "I waited for you for three hours."

"Did I tell you to wait?" Mou Lili asked.

Ling Feng was so angry he wanted to explode, but in the blink of an eye, he turned back and said to Mou Lili: "Do me a favor, let's go grab a late-night snack together."

At this moment, the guitarist from last time also came over and said coquettishly to Mou Lili, "I want to go too, finders keepers."

Ling Feng glared at that girl, thinking to himself: Who are you?

But Mou Lili said: "Fine, then let's all go, let's all give Young Master Ling some face."

Mou Lili and the others could be considered a band; there was someone playing guitar, bass, piano, and drums.

The group was laughing and joking, clamoring for Ling Feng to treat them to a late-night snack at a big restaurant.

Ling Feng had no choice but to find a restaurant that stayed open until the early hours; this group had been singing all night and could really eat—seafood, barbecue, they didn't turn anything down.

Fortunately, Ling Feng had money.

Mou Lili was likely the backbone among them; she didn't make a fuss, just watched them play, but she would step in at critical moments to say a few words, and these people listened to her.

Midway through, Mou Lili went to the restroom once.

That girl who played guitar suddenly said to Ling Feng: "Young Master Ling, are you trying to play with our Sister Rose? She is different from us."

"How is she different?" Ling Feng asked curiously.

Besides having a proper job, were there other differences?