Midnight Cinderella - Chapter 43
Feng Jing read the letter several times, until every word was engraved in his mind.
There may be many joyful moments in a person’s life, such as when he got the London Art’s offer, and when he held up the golden statue of Gold Pine Award … but none could compare to this moment.
He covered his trembling heart and fell backwards onto the bed behind him. Light penetrated through the paper in his hand, as if it were a divine charm fallen down from Heaven. When he looked at the beautiful handwriting on the letter, a smile slowly emerged on his face.
How could there be such a cute, so very sweet, so … girl in this world, whom he liked so much?
He gently rubbed her small written signature with his fingertips and finally, couldn’t resist kissing it.
Although he had just returned from Japan, he could, in fact, see Jiang Ran every day when he exchanged souls with Er Huang at night. Although for him, they hadn’t been separated too long, at this moment, he still felt as if their one day apart was as long as three years.
He desperately wished to appear in front of Jiang Ran at the very next second to touch her soft, long hair.
He picked up the phone and quickly called Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran was working at the moment and the phone’s ring surprised her slightly. She took off her glasses and picked up the phone. When she saw the name, she froze.
To her surprise, Feng Jing called her.
She thought that he must have received her letter. Although she wrote it so boldly, she was still very nervous about answering a call from Feng Jing.
After she adjusted her breathing for a while, and made sure that she could speak coherently, she finally answered the phone, “Hello, Mr. Feng.”
“Hello.” Feng Jing was no better than Jiang Ran. He was also trying to calm himself down. “I received your letter. Thank you very much. Um … I mean, I am willing to dine with you.”
“Ah … oh.” Jiang Ran quietly clenched the phone and took another deep breath, “Do you have any dishes that you particularly favor?”
Acting quite unprincipled, Feng Jing answered, “As long as you make it, I will like it.”
“…” Jiang Ran froze for a moment, but finally relaxed a bit. “So let’s eat hot pot. How does that sound? That way we can have many dishes at once.”
“… I need to prepare, how about tomorrow?”
“Then I will be waiting for you at home at noon tomorrow.”
“Okay, I’ll be there early.” Feng Jing added, “Do you need me to bring anything?”
Jiang Ran’s eyes were slightly curved when she said, “Just bring your stomach.”
Long after the call ended, Feng Jing was still posed as if he was on the phone. He sat on the bed, in a blank state.
Jiang Ran was so cute.
He covered his mouth with one hand. His cheeks and ears became flushed.
It was still a long wait until noon time tomorrow, so Feng Jing could only comfort himself for the time being. Anyway, he would see Jiang Ran when he became Er Huang at night.
Jiang Ran couldn’t fall asleep at all, probably because of the date at noon tomorrow. Although she climbed into bed early in order to keep herself refreshed tomorrow, she still stared at the ceiling with her eyes open.
Feng Jing laid on the bay window and looked at her quietly, his dog face slightly flushed. Ah, if I see Jiang Ran tomorrow, I can’t be as shy as I am right now.
He reminded himself of this solemnly.
“Er Huang, are you asleep?” Jiang Ran asked suddenly.
“Woof, woof!” Feng Jing answered her reflexively.
“Ah, you can’t sleep either. Then let’s talk for a while.”
“Er Huang, which female dog have you ever liked?”
“… Woof, woof.” This question was difficult to answer, and according to his judgment, Er Huang was probably still a virgin.
“You were so small when I picked you. You probably haven’t fallen in love, either. I think the Husky in Building No. 1 seems very interested in you, so why don’t you consider that dog?
“Woof.” Would the Husky lower Er Huang’s IQ?
Suddenly Jiang Ran stopped talking, and Feng Jing yelped in disbelief, until she said, “Forget it, let’s go to sleep, or else we will have dark circles tomorrow.”
Jiang Ran tried hard to calm herself down, slowly brewing her sleepiness.
In the end, she failed to sleep soundly that night, but fortunately there were no annoying dark circles underneath her eyes the next day. She started preparing the food for the noon meal very early; the kitchen was full of fresh vegetables and meat.
Feng Jing also got up early. After returning from Japan, Qin Fan finally stopped running to him every day. He made a special phone call to Michel, so he didn’t need to come over that day and quietly drove to Zhenshui Xiang.
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