Chapter 509: [(509)] Alcohol bolsters the coward’s courage_1

Tang Feng looked up and realized he had already arrived home without noticing.

“Yeah, is there a problem?” he turned to Han Xiaoxiao.

“No problem, just… I just feel…” Han Xiaoxiao looked at the row of low self-built buildings in front of her, not knowing what to say.

She had assumed that with Tang Feng’s current wealth, he would definitely be living in a large villa.

Or at least in a high-end community.

But these rows of low-rise self-built buildings didn’t seem to fit his billionaire status at all.

“It’s cheap here,” Tang Feng provided a very reasonable explanation.

Han Xiaoxiao immediately burst into laughter at his comment, “You’re really odd. When you were poor before, you were quite generous; now that you’re rich, you’ve become stingier and stingier?”

“Was I generous before?” Tang Feng couldn’t remember any such thing.

“Have you forgotten? Back then, a naughty classmate tore my school bag and I cried for a long time. The next day, you gave me a new one. It was only later that I learned you had collected money by picking up nails for a long time. It was supposed to be for your breakfast, but you bought me a school bag instead.”

As Han Xiaoxiao said this, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

Tang Feng, recalling the foolish things he did as a child, couldn’t help but smile, “That wasn’t generosity. It was because I had a crush on you back then; of course, I was willing to spend money on you.”

“What about now?” Han Xiaoxiao stared at him intently.

“Now?” Tang Feng gazed at her bright and charming face for a while, “That was when we were young, so many years have passed since then…”

“Despite all these years, my thoughts of you have never faded.” Han Xiaoxiao interrupted him suddenly, clearly moved.

“Xiaoxiao…” Tang Feng didn’t know what to say.

“It’s only after so many years that I realized, besides my parents, only you truly cared for me. Others approached me with ulterior motives.”

As she spoke, Han Xiaoxiao suddenly grabbed Tang Feng’s hand, “Tang Feng, let’s be together, and never part again.”

Tang Feng gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

This was indeed the first time a beautiful woman had confessed to him so directly.

He didn’t know how to respond.

Accept?

Wouldn’t that be a bit too casual?

Reject?

Wouldn’t that hurt her feelings?

As he hesitated, Han Xiaoxiao had already moved closer to him.

Just as their lips were about to touch, a dazzling beam of light suddenly shone over them.

Both hurriedly parted as if they were guilty of something.

Tang Feng covered his eyes with his hand and looked up.

There stood Qin Yanan, flashlight in hand, at the door.

For some reason, he felt a panic as if caught cheating by his wife.

“Cough cough, you take the car back first. If I don’t have time tomorrow, you take Da Shan and the others around,” he said.

After saying that, Tang Feng hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car.

Han Xiaoxiao, seeing his flustered look, seemed to understand something and immediately scrutinized Qin Yanan.

She had always been very confident in her looks, feeling that with her appearance, she was more than qualified to be Tang Feng’s girlfriend.

But seeing Qin Yanan, she unexpectedly felt somewhat ashamed.

Just considering facial features, she wouldn’t lose by much.

But the mature, sexy aura emanating from the other woman could make any woman pale in comparison.

No wonder he was so wealthy, yet preferred to live in this decrepit house.

Was it all because of her?

“What are you doing up so late, not sleeping?” Tang Feng approached Qin Yanan, swaying slightly.

Qin Yanan, smelling the alcohol on him, quickly pinched her nose, “Stay away from me, the smell on you is too pungent.”

Tang Feng deliberately leaned in, exhaling on her face twice, “You haven’t answered me; what are you doing here so late?”

“Can’t I be catching thieves?” Qin Yanan responded irritably, “You know it’s late; what good person would wander around needlessly? It’s only those sneaky thieves that prowl about in the dead of the night.”

When Tang Feng heard her indirect accusation, he immediately grew irritated, “Who are you calling a sneaky thief?”

Qin Yanan stood her ground, “Whoever takes it personally knows it themselves.”

She said this while glancing at Han Xiaoxiao sitting in the Ferrari F8, a surge of jealousy rising within her.

She hadn’t even gotten to ride in his car much, but another woman had already been seated in it before her.

At this thought, her eyes suddenly reddened, and tears began to fall.

Tang Feng had wanted to tease her a bit more, but seeing this, he was instantly alarmed, “Why have you started crying now?”

He quickly pulled out a tissue, wanting to help her wipe away the tears.

Qin Yanan pushed his hand away, “Philanderer, I don’t want your false kindness.”

After speaking, she walked off with a “thump-thump-thump.”

Tang Feng waved to Han Xiaoxiao and then hurried after Qin Yanan.

“You’ve misunderstood; there’s really nothing between her and me.”

“Almost kissing, and you say there’s nothing? Does it have to be this and that before it counts as something?”

“It’s not what you think; we are childhood friends, grew up together since we were little.”

“Haha, so it’s a case of childhood sweethearts, huh?”

“It’s not like that; actually, we’ve lost contact for a long time and reconnected just in these past few days.”

“So is it a case of rekindling old flames then?”

“…”

Tang Feng kept explaining all the way, but Qin Yanan assumed a “I’m not listening” attitude, refusing to communicate.

Soon, they arrived in front of the house door.

Qin Yanan was about to push the door and enter.

Tang Feng suddenly grew angry, grabbed her arm, and pinned her against the wall, “Whether you believe it or not, I have a clear conscience, she really is just a friend.”

Qin Yanan found herself unable to move, pinned against the wall, the smell of his alcohol potentially intoxicating her too.

“You… why are you explaining this to me? I’m… I’m not anyone to you.”

“I just don’t want you to have the wrong idea.”

Tang Feng looked intently into Qin Yanan’s eyes.

At that moment, she was wearing a red spaghetti strap dress, a mix of sexiness and a hint of shyness.

As the saying goes, liquor emboldens the fainthearted.

Under the influence of alcohol, as if a devil had been summoned, he closed in bit by bit.

Red lips like fire, sweet as honey.

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