?49: Chapter 49: Meeting Mr.

    Xu Again 49: Chapter 49: Meeting Mr.

    Xu Again “I’ll handle the helicopter, and if that’s really not possible, we’ll use something else as a substitute.” Ye Feng wasn’t about to let Liu Yajing deal with such a big problem—it would be too much for her.

    “Then there should be no problem, I’ve got everything else covered, and I can do it very discreetly.” Since Ye Feng could handle the helicopter, Yajing naturally had no trouble managing the rest, and she could do it very secretly without repeating the mistakes of this time.

    “Okay, let me help you apply something, then get up and have some soup, I’ve made soup for you.” Noticing that Liu Yajing’s emotions had stabilized, Ye Feng let go of her, grabbed a cup, and poured the pre-prepared spring water into it.

    “What is this?” Seeing Ye Feng apparently pouring water but insisting it was medicine, Liu Yajing asked with some confusion.

    “Whether your wound will heal depends on this—it’s truly magical,” Ye Feng said with a smile, gently explaining.

    “Oh!” Liu Yajing clearly didn’t believe Ye Feng’s nonsense; in her view, Ye Feng was just trying to cheer her up by pretending the water was a special treatment.

    She didn’t believe in miracles—if they really existed, why were there so many disfigured people in the world?

    Although she knew Ye Feng was just humoring her, Liu Yajing still cooperated nicely, after all, she appreciated his thoughtfulness and didn’t want to burst his bubble outright.

    Ye Feng discovered that this spring water was indeed miraculous.

    When he applied it to Liu Yajing again, he noticed that the blood scar on her face seemed to be peeling off, and he estimated that it would naturally fall off by tomorrow.

    Whether it would leave a scar would depend on the state of the skin after the scar fell off.

    “Okay, I’m going to check on the soup, come out and have some in a bit!” After carefully wiping her one more time, Ye Feng put down the tools, left Liu Yajing’s bedroom, considering it inappropriate to stay too long in a girl’s bedroom.

    Watching Ye Feng’s retreating figure, for the first time, Liu Yajing felt that Ye Feng, this man, seemed extremely considerate.

    If it weren’t for the fact that Ye Feng already had a girlfriend, she might have truly fallen for him...

    Arriving in the kitchen, Ye Feng checked the time and found that the soup had been cooking for an hour and should be about ready.

    He then opened the pot, added the seasonings one by one, covered the lid, and let it simmer for a few more minutes—the soup would then be ready to drink...

    “Did you make this soup?” Seeing the fragrant chicken soup in front of her, Liu Yajing was very surprised.

    She had never heard of Ye Feng cooking, let alone making soup.

    Asking a grown man to make soup seemed rather challenging.

    “Yes!

    Try it and see how it tastes, this is my first time making soup,” Ye Feng replied with a nod, looking forward with anticipation.

    “First time?” Hearing this term, Liu Yajing found it a bit odd; the phrase could easily lead one’s thoughts astray.

    And the fact that Ye Feng made soup for the first time for her touched Liu Yajing deeply.

    Nowadays, such considerate men were very rare, almost extinct even.

    “Haha, yes, you’ll have to critique it.” Liu Yajing’s comment reminded Ye Feng, who then loudly cracked a joke right in front of Liu Yajing.

    “Got it!” Liu Yajing was about to drink the soup but responded after hearing Ye Feng’s words.

    Ye Feng awkwardly touched his head, he just wanted to ease the atmosphere so that Liu Yajing wouldn’t be so unhappy.

    Now seeing Liu Yajing smiling shyly, he also felt a sense of accomplishment.

    “The taste is good, very promising,” Liu Yajing praised highly, nodding her head in satisfaction after taking a sip of the soup.

    “Thanks for the compliment.” Ye Feng was about to say more words of thanks when his phone vibrated.

    He picked it up and saw that it was a call from Pan Long; he quickly answered it.

    “Hello!

    Brother Long?

    Is there something you need?” Ye Feng still thought well of Pan Long, although Pan Long hadn’t helped him during his most difficult time, he had made a special trip to warn him, so Ye Feng considered him a friend worthy of deepening their relationship.

    “Bro, Mr.

    Xu wants to see your painting, are you free today?” Perhaps because he hadn’t been able to help Ye Feng, Pan Long sounded very unsure of himself; he was afraid that if Ye Feng was upset, he might ignore him completely.

    “Sure!

    Come over to the villa to pick me up!

    We’ll talk more once you arrive.” Since Mr.

    Xu wanted to see the paintings, Ye Feng naturally agreed without hesitation.

    He had originally intended to let Mr.

    Xu appreciate them anyway, only Mr.

    Xu had been unwilling at first.

    “Okay, I’ll be right there.” Hearing that Ye Feng didn’t sound angry, Pan Long let out a sigh of relief and said excitedly.

    “Who was that?” Liu Yajing put down her utensils and asked quietly after seeing Ye Feng hang up.

    “A friend.

    I need to step out for a bit.

    You stay home and take care, alright?” Since Liu Yajing didn’t know Pan Long, Ye Feng didn’t go into details.

    After giving her a quick instruction, he turned and walked toward his room.

    When Liu Yajing heard Ye Feng speak with the tone of a husband instructing his wife, her face instantly turned red.

    At that moment, she felt her heart thumping wildly, a strange and novel sensation slowly rising in her...

    Ye Feng entered his room, took out Tang Bohu’s painting from the Chaotic Space, and then headed outside the villa with the artwork in hand.

    “Make sure to stay at home, alright?” In the living room, Ye Feng reminded her again, and after seeing Liu Yajing nod in agreement, he then left the villa...

    “Bro, it’s not that I didn’t want to help you, I really was in a tough spot.

    You don’t blame me, do you?” After seeing that Ye Feng had settled down, Pan Long awkwardly touched his head and spoke with a full heart of apology.

    “What are you doing?

    I’m not blaming you, silly.” Ye Feng laughed and gave Pan Long a punch, joking with him just like old times.

    “You’re the silly one!” Ye Feng’s returned remark finally brought their relationship back to the same familiar state, where only true friends could joke like this.

    The two of them joked and laughed all the way until the car quickly arrived at their destination, Mr.

    Xu’s residence.

    “Bro, you go ahead!

    I won’t go in today.” Since Mr.

    Xu had told Pan Long over the phone not to come in today, Pan Long dropped Ye Feng off and prepared to leave.

    “Alright then!

    Drive safely.” Seeing Pan Long’s expression, Ye Feng understood it must have been arranged by Mr.

    Xu, so he didn’t insist, ringing the doorbell alone.