Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 114 Lang Ruoxian and the Beauty Painter

Chapter 114 Lang Ruoxian and the Beauty Painter

Yan Hua doesn’t call. She stares at the mobile phone for a while and then returns it to Fei Ying. “Go to bed early. We shall go out to play tomorrow!”

“...” Fei Ying is shut out of the door by her, who is stunned for a moment and shouts, “If you are not happy, just tell me. Don’t keep it in your heart.”

It is quiet inside.

Fei Ying returns to the room and complains to Fei Yi, “No wonder people say that men are unreliable. Look!”

“That’s him, not me.” Fei Yi embraces her. “Don’t worry about it. Maybe it is a misunderstanding.”

Fei Ying stares at him. What misunderstanding? It is he who said he was going to deal with the business. But the result was... Mmm-mmm.”

The following words are sealed with a kiss by Fei Yi and they are intimate in the bed.

At breakfast the next day, Fei Ying stares at Yan Hua.

“Are you full by watching me?” Yan Hua teases her, “Or I have flowers on my face?”

“It doesn’t matter. I shall eat.” Fei Ying is somewhat frustrated. After observing for a long time, she finds that Yan Hua really seems to be fine.

How to say... She’s really gratified, but at the same time she thinks that there is something wrong.

After the breakfast, they are going to visit the former residence of the world-famous writer according to the plan. It is said that they will go through a forest where the princess, the prince and the dragon live.

“What are you looking at?” Lunch is served in a cabin in the forest, with roasted pork, pheasants and fresh vegetables.

Yan Hua sees Fei Ying sliding her fingers on her mobile phone, then her face turns a little pale.

“No... nothing.” Fei Ying hurriedly puts the phone in the pocket.

“I can read it myself.” Yan Hua waves her mobile phone.

Fei Ying rolls her eyes as she bangs her head on the table.

It’s still the news of Lang Ruoxian. But this time it’s from foreign media. They mainly dig out the information of the woman in the photo.

“Qiang Di, 22, Chinese-American...” Yan Hua slowly reads the words in the news.

Today there are another group of new photos. Qiang Di is surrounded by foreign media. Lang Ruoxian is protecting her with his arms. Foreign headline is not so cliché, which is more pertinent.

“The talented beauty painter’s love affair has come to light, and the man is suspected to be a wealthy Chinese businessman.” Yan Hua zooms in the photo after reading the headline. This woman named Qiang Di is really pretty.

But... can’t compare with her.

“Are you all right?”

Fei Ying asks cautiously, “Didn’t Lang Ruoxian call you to explain?”

“No.” Yan Hua sighs. “How should I react when he calls?”

“...” Fei Ying touches her head. “What should you react? Don’t you feel sad, angry and fury about such things?”

Yan Hua shakes her head. “No.”

“Do you like him or not on earth...” Fei Ying throws herself at the table. “If you really like him, how can you be so calm?”

“I am not like you.” Yan Hua smiles. “Maybe I am more rational. I once thought if I fell in love with a person, whether I would love so deeply to make a life-and-death commitment. Now it seems... I won’t.”

Fei Ying takes her hand and says, “Do you think this is all right? If you want to love but you can’t love, or dare not love, you will be really painful!”

If you love someone and can control the love yourself, then in this world, there will not be pursuing but failing to get, and there will not be destined to meet but not fated to be together, either. If you calmly view love and analyze the gain and loss, we can only say that you do not understand love and will not love.

“Why torture yourself?” Yan Hua looks at her. “Sometimes you like someone, but he’s not the only one for you to like. This kind of feeling is easy to control and you will not get hurt.”

“It’s not love if you can let it go so easily!” Fei Ying just discovers that Yan Hua’s opinion about love is somewhat problematic, but she doesn’t know whether it is good or bad at the moment.

“Let’s go!” Yan Hua wipes her hands and says, “Go back.”

The United States.

“Young Master, domestic reports have been withdrawn, but...” Shu Sheng looks at him. “It’s been a day and Miss Yan must have seen it.”

Lang Ruoxian darkens his face and keeps away from others. He even forgets himself to walk around the room. For several times he has wanted to call Yan Hua, but... he doesn’t dare.

Especially in the case of not receiving Yan Hua’s phone call, he feels more flustered.

“Miss Yan is very reasonable and will not be angry if you explain to her clearly later.” Shu Sheng says this very uncertainly.

Although he hasn’t had much contact with Yan Hua, he knows that Yan Hua hasn’t been very active towards Lang Ruoxian. In other words, she is not active in her feelings.

This is also what Lang Ruoxian is worried about. He knows Yan Hua too well.

“Have you booked the plane ticket for me?” Lang Ruoxian lights a cigarette and then puts it out.

Shu Sheng nods. “It is tonight’s ticket, but Qiang Di...”

“I shall tell her and she will understand it.”

But before Lang Ruoxian telling her, Qiang Di’s assistant calls and says that Qiang Di is in the hospital again. Lang Ruoxian hurries to the hospital. Qiang Di lies on the sickbed and her little face is full of red rashes.”

“Sorry, I am a burden on you again.” Qiang Di says weakly.

Lang Ruoxian goes to the bedside to help her cover the quilt. “Don’t say so. Be careful in the future. You clearly know that you can’t eat pineapple but you still eat it. Allergy is still very dangerous to you.”

“I don’t know there is pineapple in the cake.” Qiang Di takes his hand and protests coquettishly, “I feel itchy and miserable.”

Lang Ruoxian touches her head, then picks up a magazine and slowly fans beside her face. “Don’t scratch, or you will leave scars.”

“Then I shall sleep for a while and you will accompany me.” Qiang Di looks at him pitifully.

Lang Ruoxian moves a chair. “I won’t go. Sleep!”

Qiang Di’s assistant quietly closes the door. She hears that President Lang is very powerful at home. He leads an honest and clean life and has never had a sex scandal with any woman. She has just been the assistant of Qiang Di for more than a year and doesn’t know how the two knew each other.

However, the talented man and the beautiful woman are made for each other!

“Mommy, are you leaving?” A week passes quickly. Yan Hua and other people are about to return home.

Gungun and Xiaojiu like this country very much. There are not so many cars, not so many people in the street, either. There are parks, birds, cats and dogs everywhere. They are very reluctant to leave when they are informed.

“We can come to play again next summer.” Yan Hua picks up Gungun and helps him put on his shoes. “Xiaojiu is starting school, so we have to go back together.”

On the way to the airport, Fei Ying secretly looks at Yan Hua again.

“Ask whatever you want.” Yan Hua rolls her eyes to Fei Ying.

“Lang Ruoxian hasn’t called you yet?” Fei Ying asks with a smile.

“No.” Yan Hua looks as if she feels that Fei Ying knowingly asks the question. “Aren’t you reading the news every day? He is still with the painter in the US.”

Fei Ying almost wants to call names. At that moment Yan Hua’s mobile phone rings.

“Ah! Lang Ruoxian!” Fei Ying can’t help shouting, and then covers your mouth silently and moves to the side.

Yan Hua presses the answer key.

“Hello...” The voice over there is obviously different from what she hears at ordinary time.

Yan Hua grunts. “We are going to board the plane.”

“I see.” Lang Ruoxian answers quickly, “I’ve returned home and will meet you at the airport later.”

“No, you needn’t.” Yan Hua laughs softly, “The reporters are all staring at you. I don’t want to make headlines.”

There is silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and then the man says with a slightly bitter voice. “Do you believe me, Hua?”

“I believe you.” Yan Hua doesn’t hesitate. “People like you distain deceiving.”

Lang Ruoxian’s heart drifts up in an instant, as if his body is warm all over again.

“All right, let’s talk when I am back. We’re going to board the plane.” Yan Hua hangs up.

Lang Ruoxian holds the mobile phone and doesn’t move for a long time. Shu Sheng can’t bear to see it and calls him, “Young Master?”

“I’m fine. You just go out.”

When Shu Sheng leaves, Lang Ruoxian turns on the computer and logs in a forum.

“Ask for help. What will you do if you make your girlfriend unhappy?” He posts a new topic and stares at it.

When Fei Ying sees Yan Hua hang up the phone so quickly, she asks curiously, “Has he explained it to you?”

“No.” Yan Hua leans back in her chair. “If he could explain, he wouldn’t wait until this time to call me.”

Presumably he doesn’t know how to explain it at all, so he has been putting it off till now. Yan Hua thinks to herself. It is no more than that he has some difficulties and has no alternative but to be like that, and his relationship with the female painter is not like what exposed by the media.

But so what? That’s not the point she cares about.

“Don’t ask. I don’t want to say.” She pats Fei Ying, “Thank you!”

All right... Fei Ying shrugs. “Contact me whenever you want to say.”

Because of the time difference, it is also in the evening when they arrive at home. They see a sea of people outside just after entering the customs. They are shouting with the sign and flowers, but what they shout can’t be heard clearly.

“Oh dear!” Fei Ying is sharp-eyed. “They are fans who come to meet Fei Shan at the airport.”

Fei Ying thinks for a moment. “He seems to be on today’s flight.”

“Hello!” Just then Fei Shan comes out from VIP passage with black jeans, red sweater and big sunglasses. He looks super handsome.

“Uncle is so handsome!” Says Xiaojiu.

Gungun is actually sleepy, but now his eyes are wide open. He also shouts, “Uncle is so handsome!”

Fei Shan walks over like in catwalk shows and kisses the two little children.

“What a coincidence! Have you eaten yet?” He thinks on the way that he might meet them, then he really does.

Fei Ying shows him her watch. “It’s already over 10 o’clock. Xiaojiu and Gungun are going to bed. Go home and eat!”

“Come on, come on, you just cover me.” Fei Shan puts on the black coat and carries Gungun over. “Please be a cover for Uncle!”

Yan Hua glares at him. “Be careful.”

“Rest assured!”

The result is not at all reassuring. Fei Shan thought he could avoid being noticed by holding a child in his arms. But the eagle-eyed reporters recognize Yan Hua and they are surrounded in an instant.

In the confusion, Fei Yi can only protect Fei Ying and Xiaojiu.

“Hua!” Fei Ying sees Yan Hua being pushed away and feels panicked.

Fei Shan holds Gungun in one hand and Yan Hua in the other hand. “Brother, I’ll see you in the parking lot. I promise to take the mother and son out safely.”

Lang Ruoxian returns to Lang’s mansion early. He carries flowers and desserts that Yan Hua likes to eat. He secretly put them in Yan Hua’s bedroom upstairs, then asks the house maids to prepare dinner and waits in the sitting room himself.

Before meeting Yan Hua and Gungun, he receives a micro blog push.

“Beep!” Lang Ruoxian glances at it without thinking about clicking on it.

But his face changes color when he sees the content. He opens the micro blog webpage and looks at the headline photo.

“The best actor and Lang Family’s Young Mistress return from vacation abroad!”

Lang Ruoxian stands up immediately and runs out regardless of taking his coat. When he just arrives at the door, a small child rushes at him.

“Uncle!” Gungun shouts.