Chapter 130 Is This Your Boyfriend?
Especially because sometimes he would spit out a few funny jokes at the drop of a hat, which, let me tell you, really amused women.
Over the years, Mu Yang had met quite a few men, but those men were only attracted to her beauty, only thinking about how to sweet-talk her into bed, forgetting that besides sex, they had no ideas on how to make a girl happy.
A woman, especially one like Mu Yang who was twenty-six or twenty-seven, a senior executive at Tianyu Group, didn’t care about money at all, she just wanted to find someone who could protect her, pamper her, make her laugh from time to time, and offer a warm shoulder when she needed it the most.
Men fear marrying the wrong household, women fear marrying the wrong man; who would like to face a man who likes to cheat all the time?
Someone like Lin Zifeng was not bad, not handsome, but understood humor. He never beat around the bush when he spoke, and even when he was lascivious, it was all aboveboard, unlike some sleazy men who were one thing to your face and another behind your back, the kind of people she loathed the most. They were not only unsafe but also annoying.
Mu Yang was no longer at the rainy season age of seventeen or eighteen. If it had been XX years ago, or if she liked a man, it would simply be like those melodramatic TV shows where she would feel her heart flutter for a guy who was ridiculously handsome, even to the point of looking femininely attractive. But now she has grown up, matured, "No matter how handsome a man is, what’s the use of having a dick?"
No matter how handsome a man is, he can’t withstand the tenderness on the bed.
So-called marriage, at the end of the day, can’t do without "sexual" happiness. If you can’t even satisfy me, what’s the use of talking about real love?
A guy like Lin Zifeng might not look muscular, but felt nice to the touch, which particularly appealed to mature women.
This is the difference in what women and girls appreciate in men at different ages.
About half an hour later, after many twists and turns, Mu Yang’s car finally arrived at a rather uniquely decorated residential complex.
Judging by the scale of the complex and the style of its construction, and considering its location within Zhonghai City, it had a hint of Europe and certainly did not come cheap.
"We’re here; let’s get out of the car."
Mu Yang’s pleasant fragrance wafted to his ears.
"Oh, not bad, Manager Mu. It seems your family’s financial conditions are pretty affluent," Lin Zifeng said jokingly before even getting out of the car.
"My parents do business overseas. I’ve had a very comfortable life since I was young, so naturally, my current situation is better than that of most people."
"No wonder Manager Mu drives a BMW; without some financial backing, it’d be tough to afford one. I guess there’s nothing you lack at home, right?"
"Hehe, it’s true that my family’s financial conditions are good, but who said I lack nothing?" Mu Yang said with a smile while looking oddly at Lin Zifeng.
"What are you lacking? It’s not a man, is it?" Lin Zifeng wore an exaggerated expression.
"Right, I’m lacking a man. But, alas, it’s a pity you’re already married. Otherwise, this lady would really like to hook up with you."
After saying that, Mu Yang laughed seductively and, with eyes filled with deep affection, turned and got out of the car.
After getting out, Lin Zifeng followed behind Mu Yang, and they walked together toward the elevator of the residential complex. People living in this complex were genuinely wealthy; the term "affluent and noble" suited them perfectly without exaggeration.
Just by the electronic privacy locks fitted in every household, one could guess the status of these residents.
Being so rich and yet still going to work at Tianyu Group? She really was something.
"Uh? Yangyang, is this your boyfriend?"
Just as Mu Yang was straightening her hair, preparing to unlock the electronic lock, a garishly dressed, middle-aged, plump woman happened to be leaving her apartment.
"Oh, aunty, don’t misunderstand, I’m just Mu Yang’s colleague. She mentioned that she was moving today, so I came to lend a hand,"
To avoid any misunderstanding, Lin Zifeng thought it would be best to proactively come forward and explain things clearly. Heaven knows what this auntie might make of it if they bumped into each other on the street one day.
"Moving? Yangyang, when did you decide to move? Isn’t this your house? You’ve lived here for several years, so why move all of a sudden?"
The flamboyant woman seemed puzzled.
She quickly cast an ’affectionate’ glance at Mu Yang, who was covering her face in embarrassment.
Under the reflection of the colorful crystal tiles all around, Mu Yang’s complexion was extremely awkward, her pretty face almost dripping with discomfort.
Her tall, slender figure was trembling and uneasy, like a shaken pole.
"This, this Auntie Wang, where... where are you going today?"
To change the subject, Mu Yang’s clever eyes darted about.
"Oh, I’m off to a senior citizen’s club meeting. I just happened to be at home today with nothing to do, so I thought I’d go out for a stroll. And he is...?"
"Oh! Auntie Wang, you’re going to a senior club today? Well, you’d better hurry, or you might miss the event if you’re late. Just now on my way back, it looked like there was going to be a traffic jam soon."
Mu Yang almost forcibly pushed the plump woman toward the elevator.
"Hey! Hey! Yangyang, what’s gotten into you today? You’re usually so friendly with me, but now, as soon as we meet, you’re pushing me outside? I wanted to sit at your place for a while and even help you screen potential boyfriends,"
But before she could finish her sentence, Mu Yang had already pressed the elevator button.
When she returned, Lin Zifeng was watching her with an amused smile, chuckling, "I say, Manager Mu, it seems you didn’t invite me here to help you move, did you? Were you deceiving me?"
"Um... this, let’s go inside and talk about it—it’s not very convenient out here."
Mu Yang was so embarrassed she nearly wished she could dive into the ground, wondering how on earth her own plan had been intercepted by Auntie Wang. It was such an uncanny coincidence, wasn’t it?
When the front door opened, what came into view was a European-style home decor, with nearly the whole family decked out in modern, automated fixtures, even the furniture was particularly novel.
"It seems, Manager Mu, not only do you look beautiful, but even your home is arranged with such originality."
"This, please have a seat, I’ll make you a cup of tea." Looking at Mu Yang’s blushing face, which seemed nearly wet with discomfort, busying herself back and forth like a diligent little wife entertaining Lin Zifeng, you couldn’t deny that, in just that instant, she indeed made Lin Zifeng feel warmly content.
Had Lin Zifeng not once dreamt of such a blissfully fulfilling life?
However, ever since the changes that occurred five years ago altered the trajectory of his life, it was what it was.
"This, Manager Mu, didn’t you ask me here to help you move? Are you still moving or not?"
Watching Mu Yang bustling about the room in her dainty fabric shoes, Lin Zifeng grew restless. What exactly was happening? He was supposed to be here as moving help, but now, he couldn’t tell what Mu Yang was plotting. Could it be she had actually taken a fancy to Lin Zifeng? Or maybe there would be some melodramatic scene tonight, and then the two of them would end up entwined in a deep, rain-soaked romance?