Chapter 56: What's Going On Between You and Me?

  As the two walked out of the elevator, Han Xinyi gave Zhang Yifei a very displeased stare. If she didn't know him, Han Xinyi would have suspected that the elevator was under Zhang Yifei's control - he said to go down, and it went down; he closed his mouth, and nothing happened to the elevator.

  Zhang Yifei looked at Han Xinyi with a painful expression, and the elevator's ups and downs really had nothing to do with him.

  "Director Han, it really has nothing to do with me."

  "I know." Han Xinyi said irritably.

  This guy is a disaster, and nothing good happens when he's around.

  Han Xinyi took out the key from her bag, opened the door and took off her shoes with her hands on the wall. She looked at Zhang Yifei who was standing outside in a daze and said softly: "Come in, silly."

  Zhang Yifei thought to himself after hearing Han Xinyi's words: "Should I go in or not? What if I get taken advantage of by Han Xinyi, should I just take it lying down or enjoy it?"

  Finally, Zhang Yifei made up his mind and stepped in with a heroic air.

  Han Xinyi's house is not bad, it's at least a hundred square meters. Zhang Yifei took a look and thought to himself: "I really don't know how she, as a woman, can live alone for such a long time. It's okay when going to work, but once back home, facing the wall, how lonely."

  Han Xinyi poured a glass of water for Zhang Yifei, placed it on the table and said softly: "You sit down and rest for a while, I'll go take a bath."

  Zhang Yifei was stunned, and she cooled herself down here. She went to take a bath. What does this mean? Or is it giving herself some kind of hint?

  Now Zhang Yifei really wants to say loudly: "Let's take a bath together."

  As he watched Han Xinyi slowly leave his line of sight, Zhang Yifei's heart felt like it had thousands of ants crawling all over him, making his whole body itch.

  The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, making Zhang Yifei even more impulsive.

  He hastily drank the water in his cup and lit a cigarette for himself, hoping to shift his attention.

  But contrary to his wishes, Zhang Yifei's mind was completely filled with Han Xinyi, especially the Han Xinyi in the shower. No matter what Zhang Yifei did, he couldn't get rid of Han Xinyi from his mind.

  It was also ten minutes, maybe half an hour, anyway Zhang Yifei felt that this period of time passed particularly slowly.

  The bathroom door finally opened with a "click".

  Zhang Yifei gazed sideways, and couldn't help but think of Bai Juyi's description of Yang Guifei bathing in "The Song of Everlasting Sorrow": "Spring chill grants a bath in the Huaqing Pool, warm spring water smooths away frozen fat. The maid helps her up, weak and delicate, just as she has newly received imperial favor."

  "Sorry, it took so long." Han Xinyi said with embarrassment, but in Zhang Yifei's eyes, she was charming and elegant, with a delicate and weak expression.

  "It's okay, it's okay!" Zhang Yifei hastily said.

  Beauty, too beautiful. Although Zhang Yifei had also seen Shao Ningdie's bathing scene, compared to Han Xinyi, the two were unique in their own ways.

  "Ah, what a wonderful night!" Zhang Yifei thought to himself.

  It seems like my nightlife is just getting started.

  "Xiao Yi, do you want to drink water? Red wine has a strong aftertaste, so let's drink less later!" Zhang Yifei couldn't help but simplify Han Xinyi's name again, and at this moment, he didn't feel like he was being taken advantage of.

  "Well, I said it was nothing when we were drinking, but just now while taking a bath and coming back my head is spinning badly, really troubling you, so late at night and still having to send me back!" Han Xinyi said with a smile, her eyes narrowed.

  Zhang Yifei had already gotten up and poured a glass of water for Han Xinyi with the cup he had just used, placing it in front of her.

  "Look at you talking to me, we're all family here." Zhang Yifei now completely regarded himself as one of them.

  "What about us?" Han Xinyi shifted her body and leaned against Zhang Yifei's side.

  "Ah!" Zhang Yifei was startled by Han Xinyi's bold move.

  Isn't it said that women should be more reserved? But why haven't I ever met a reserved woman myself?

  In Zhang Yifei's heart, when a man wants to do something with her, the woman should blush and say: "Don't want to, I don't want to."

  Imagination is inversely proportional to reality, what you want doesn't come, and what you don't want all comes.

  "Xiao Yi, you'll regret following me, you don't understand me." Zhang Yifei said lightly.

  Han Xinyi felt a surge of emotion in her heart after hearing Zhang Yifei's words.

  It seems I didn't misjudge him this time, he's not that kind of man.

  Although Zhang Yifei is often frivolous and has a lewd face, from some aspects, this man is excellent, probably the dream goddess of all rich girls, especially at the Jiulong Hotel and when drinking red wine today, making her feel good about him. Sometimes very lewd, sometimes very hateful, sometimes very elegant, sometimes full of confidence, plus that robust figure and handsome appearance, Han Xinyi's heart, which had been frozen for many years, slowly began to thaw.

  She was curious about what kind of man Zhang Yifei really was.

  There's a saying: when a woman becomes curious about a man, that's a sign of her downfall.

  But Han Xinyi is just like this at the moment.

  She and Shao Ningdie both wanted to turn over Zhang Yifei's history, to see what this man had experienced, why his eyes were filled with vicissitudes.

  Especially the sentence that Zhang Yifei just said: "You will regret following me, you don't understand me." Made Han Xinyi's heart churn, other men would not say such things when they hear a beautiful woman say she wants to follow them, but instead would be full of sweet talk.

  "Why didn't I get to know him a few years earlier?" Han Xinyi silently asked herself.

  If I had met him a few years earlier, Zhang Yifei would probably be a different person now, and he might not have become the formidable Longya that strikes fear into people's hearts.

  "Do you know about my past? Come and chat with me, I'm always alone at home and feel very lonely." Han Xinyi said to Zhang Yifei with a pleading expression.

  Zhang Yifei looked around and nodded, a woman approaching thirty years old, a woman who needed love and care, but was suffering from the loneliness and desolation of being in a foreign land. Although she was doing well at work, once she returned home, the deep-seated loneliness and isolation filled her entire mind again.

  Zhang Yifei understood this pain and also rose a thread of pity and love in his heart.