Chapter 452: Déjà Vu
Zhang Lan’s face blushed slightly, and she glanced at Ling Feng, "Don’t be frivolous, aren’t you here because of Zhou Yi?"
"Half for her, half for you!" Ling Feng said with a smile.
"Hmph, I’m afraid that in my half, there’s also a half for Li Yun," Zhang Lan huffed with some displeasure.
Ling Feng was startled, then chuckled, "Sis, are you jealous? I didn’t plan to look for her this time, after all, that old geezer Luo Nanlin hasn’t kicked the bucket yet!"
"Him?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Lan said indifferently, "Then you might have to wait a long time."
"Huh? Why? Wasn’t it said that the old guy was critically ill?"
"That was the initial word, but he has been critically ill for quite some time and has always been in the same state. I always feel that something is not quite right!" Zhang Lan explained.
Ling Feng immediately pulled the car to the side, stopped, and looked at her, "What do you mean? What’s not right?"
"I don’t know, just a feeling. He now locks himself in his room, not seeing anyone, and even Li Yun has to wait for a chance to visit him," Zhang Lan said, pouting.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, then said, "What tricks could this old man still pull?"
"Who knows? Anyway, he’s being all secretive about whatever he’s up to," Zhang Lan replied.
Ling Feng looked at her, "Do Second Master Luo and Qian Yu have any idea what’s going on?"
"Second Uncle has also been staying inside for a while, and as for Qian Yu, she has completely cut off contact with Luo Qianyang. I have no idea what happened," Zhang Lan said.
Ling Feng uttered an "Oh," thinking Luo Beihai must be absorbing the Spiritual Energy in the Mo Stone Mine he got from me, probably preparing for a breakthrough?
As for Luo Qianyang, this kid knows his grandpa is critically ill and still doesn’t come back; could there really be something fishy going on?
While pondering, Zhang Lan looked at him, asking, "What’s your plan for investigating this Zhou Yi when you come to the provincial city? You’re not thinking of going straight to her company, are you?"
"I was indeed thinking that!" Ling Feng nodded.
"That’s the dumbest method. What are you going to say when you meet her? That you’re suspicious of her motives because she’s been too kind to my sister?" Zhang Lan rolled her eyes at him.
Ling Feng grinned sheepishly, scratching his head and embracing her arm, "Sis, then what do you suggest I do?"
"If you ask me, since her background is all secretive, she definitely doesn’t want anyone to find out, which means she’s probably very cautious. You might be better off tracking her stealthily!" Zhang Lan suggested.
"Tail her?"
Ling Feng was startled, scratching his head, "But I don’t even know what she looks like, how can I tail her?"
"That’s easy, I’ll draw you a picture later, and then you’ll know what she looks like!" Zhang Lan said with a laugh.
"Really? You can do that?" Ling Feng was stunned.
Zhang Lan glanced at him, "It’s quite a coincidence actually. When I asked someone to inquire about her, a friend who had seen her happened to be skilled at painting and particularly good at sketching!"
"That’s great!"
Ling Feng nodded, then his eyes twinkled, "It’s not finished yet, right? So, in the meantime, shall we?"
Zhang Lan was taken aback and gave him an exasperated look, "Really, what am I to say about you!"
This half-complaint, half-chiding tone made Ling Feng chuckle, and without another word, he started the car and headed straight for the nearest hotel!
Once they were in the room, no sooner had Ling Feng closed the door, Zhang Lan threw herself into his embrace, looking up for a kiss.
Ling Feng chuckled inwardly, Women, oh women, so reserved on the surface, yet more impatient than me deep down!
Thus, without any reservation, he embraced the beauty in his arms, and they began to kiss passionately.
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After a long while, Zhang Lan lay lazily on the bed with her cell phone in hand. Moments later, she turned to Ling Feng and said, "The portrait is here!"
"Oh? That’s great!"
Ling Feng took her phone and, after a mere glance, was immediately taken aback.
"What’s wrong?"
Seeing his strange expression, Zhang Lan asked curiously.
Ling Feng shook his head, "Nothing, it’s just that this woman, seems like I’ve seen her somewhere before!"
"Seen before?"
Zhang Lan leaned over, resting her head on his shoulder as she looked at the screen and smiled, "You must have an unforgettable impression of beauties, right?"
"How could that be!"
Ling Feng chuckled, hugging her shoulder, but inside he felt very strange.
This person, he had definitely seen somewhere, and it was recently at that!
But try as he might, he couldn’t recall where he had seen that pretty face.
The places he had visited recently were limited, and so were the new faces he had encountered!
Thinking it over and over, he still couldn’t remember, so he could only sigh and say, "Forget it, I’ll remember when I see her in person, perhaps."
Zhang Lan hummed in agreement, snuggling further into his embrace, "So, are you heading out now?"
Ling Feng checked the time, now one in the afternoon, and shook his head, "If she is that serious businesswoman, she’s bound to be busy at the company, and my going there would only mean waiting around!"
"Hmm, people generally get off work around four or five in the afternoon," Zhang Lan murmured.
Sensing that she seemed a bit tired, Ling Feng smiled, kissed her forehead, and said, "Then we’ll wait a bit longer, you go to sleep first."
"Okay."
Like a girl deep in the throes of first love, Zhang Lan giggled sweetly, contentedly wrapping her arms around Ling Feng’s waist and closing her eyes.
Time passed swiftly, and when she woke up, she found Ling Feng had left, a note on the bedside table promising dinner together that evening.
Zhang Lan smiled sweetly as she got out of bed.
By this time, Ling Feng had already arrived at the base of a towering building, not in his flashy Hummer but in a taxi.
Since he had paid a hefty sum to hire the cab, the driver was quite excited and asked with a grin, "Young man, are you planning to surprise your girlfriend?"
"Sort of, she doesn’t know I’m coming, I want to wait for her to get off work," Ling Feng said with a smile.
"You young folks are so romantic. At my age, we don’t have that kind of energy anymore," the driver laughed.
Ling Feng smiled without a word, having no interest in continuing the topic.
However, the driver clearly had other ideas, continuing, "This building houses just one company. Your girlfriend must have a good job; I’ve heard they pay well here!"
"Really? What does this company do?" Ling Feng asked.
"Eh? You don’t know?" the driver asked curiously.
Ling Feng was taken aback, realizing he had misspoken, so he chuckled and said, "Actually, you misunderstood. I’m not waiting for a girlfriend. I haven’t formally met her yet!"
"Oh? You’re not a private detective, are you? Then you’ve found the right person. My driving skills are ranked within the top ten in the province, so I definitely won’t lose track of anyone!"
The driver said with a laugh and then suddenly turned back, "But you’ve got to be doing something legitimate. I can’t help you if you’re planning something bad!"
"Big brother, you have quite an imagination. Don’t worry, I’m not up to anything bad, I just want to see what that woman does after work," Ling Feng said with a wry smile.