Chapter 86: Chapter 085: Techniques for Flirting with Beautiful Won
"Debt collection."
Murong Fei still had her eyes on the newspaper, giving Qin Tian a simple answer.
Seeing that she had no intention of elaborating, Qin Tian sighed and sat down in his seat, closing his eyes to rest.
He couldn’t understand why Murong Fei was different from other won.
Take Tang Wan, for example, a food lover, always clamoring about wanting to eat this or that, pestering Qin Tian to cook delicious als for her. That was understandable, after all, which girl doesn’t love to eat?
Then there was Lu Qing, who loved money, loved movies, and of course, so luxury goods too. Although she couldn’t afford many, Qin Tian could see that she valued fa and wealth sowhat, having struggled up from a rural background. It wasn’t easy; Qin Tian could understand that too.
But Murong Fei? She had wealth and fa, seed to be able to eat whatever she wanted whenever she wanted, and didn’t have that girlish coquettish deanor. More importantly, her major hobby seed to be reading newspapers!
If she read so entertainnt newspapers or magazines, that’d be understandable. But Murong Fei chose to read political newspapers like Reference News, Global Tis, Southern Wind Window. Besides those, her most read were financial newspapers. The kind of papers and magazines won liked about luxuries, costics, travel, she didn’t read at all.
What a strange woman!
The more he thought about it, the stranger it seed to Qin Tian. He couldn’t help but open his eyes and glanced at the Global Tis that Murong Fei was carefully reading, and couldn’t help but mourn, "Damn, if I really end up marrying her in the future, it’s going to be tough, isn’t it? There’s no romance at all; she feels more like a man... Damn it!"
Just as Qin Tian couldn’t help but grumble to himself, he sharply felt a pair of eyes staring not at him, but at Murong Fei beside him.
Looking over, Qin Tian saw a middle-aged man in a yellow leisure suit, rather portly, with a aty face, looking like so kind of leader. They were seated across the aisle from each other.
When the middle-aged man saw Qin Tian looking at him, he smiled and nodded.
Qin Tian felt disgusted, "I’m a man, why are you giving
that flirty smile?"
Just as he was about to turn away, unexpectedly, the middle-aged man ca over to Qin Tian and whispered, "Handso, how about we switch seats?"
While speaking, the middle-aged man’s gaze was more in admiration towards Murong Fei, who was seriously reading the paper, rather than looking at Qin Tian.
Damn, are you asking
to move so you can flirt and hit on my woman?
Faced with the middle-aged man’s request, Qin Tian was startled.
Based on his previous temper, he would have lashed out at this guy right away.
However, turning his head to see Murong Fei, who seed unbothered and serious, Qin Tian changed his mind.
All right, go ahead, try hitting on my woman, see how far you get!
I couldn’t handle her, what makes you think you can?
Qin Tian laughed, thinking it was a great opportunity to see how Murong Fei would handle a stranger’s flirtation. Hehe, given her temperant, she would probably be very annoyed, right?
"Sure," Qin Tian graciously stood up to give up his seat.
The middle-aged man said, "Thank you," then sat down, glancing at Murong Fei.
Murong Fei was wearing a casual white long-sleeve blouse, the tight shirt accentuating her slender arms and full figure, along with her icily beautiful looks, it was indeed hard not to capture a man’s attention.
Especially at close range, when the middle-aged man saw Murong Fei’s long legs encased in tight jeans, his eyes glead, and he couldn’t help but swallow.
Qin Tian was amused on the side. Could any other woman be compared to Murong Fei? Attempting to flirt with her was just asking for trouble.
However, he kept silent, watching quietly, curious about how Murong Fei would react next.
"Hello, miss."
The middle-aged man attempted to chat up Murong Fei for the first ti and, after a few seconds, returned empty-handed; Murong Fei did not even glance at him, her eyes fixed on the newspaper the whole ti.
So arrogant!
"Heh, you read the ’Global Tis’ too? I am also a loyal reader of the ’Global Tis’," the middle-aged man didn’t give up and tried to initiate conversation by finding a common topic.
While speaking, the middle-aged man forced a smile which was obviously a dry one, as Murong Fei completely ignored him. No wonder he couldn’t smile genuinely.
The second attempt to chat up followed, with the sa result of failure.
"I am the chairman of the Heavenly Fashion Entertainnt Club in Beijing; my na is Liu Jiacheng. Would I have the honor to beco friends with such a beautiful lady?"
After two failed attempts, this ti the middle-aged man was more direct, boldly revealing his identity right from the start.
This mode of flirtation is usually only manageable for the rich, handso, or powerful. If the woman is rcenary, the chances of success, even of winning her over, are quite high.
However, that applies only to ordinary rcenary won. As for Murong Fei, does she lack money? Is she greedy for benefits?
Thus, unsurprisingly, Liu Jiacheng’s third attempt at flirting elicited no response from Murong Fei whatsoever.
This ti, Liu Jiacheng was slightly annoyed, scratching his head and frowning.
He was soone prominent in Beijing, soone who counted, who didn’t know about the Heavenly Fashion Entertainnt Club? Alright, this woman was indeed not giving him any face!
"There hasn’t been a woman I, Liu Jiacheng, desired that I couldn’t get!"
Liu Jiacheng once again eyed Murong Fei’s irresistibly charming cheeks and chest, unable to restrain himself any longer, he snatched the newspaper right out of Murong Fei’s hands.
"Beautiful, I’m speaking to you, didn’t you hear?" He managed to squeeze out another dry laugh.
This ti, Murong Fei finally showed a reaction.
She cast her cold eyes towards Liu Jiacheng, only then realizing that the man next to her had changed; in an instant, her eyebrows furrowed.
"Please return my newspaper. I’m not interested in speaking with any man," Murong Fei said coldly.
That statent was direct and harsh enough; she hoped Liu Jiacheng would get the hint and retreat.
However, Liu Jiacheng was the type of man who must obtain whatever he set his sights on.
The colder Murong Fei acted, the more he felt a desire to conquer.
"Hmm, beautiful, rejecting soone so emphatically isn’t nice, is it? Interested in a tour of Heavenly Fashion after the flight? I’m the chairman, and everything there belongs to ," Liu Jiacheng boasted once more, refusing to believe this woman could disregard him so.
"Not interested. Please change your seat back. I don’t want to sit next to you."
"Hiss!"
If Murong Fei’s previous statent was suggestive, this one was a blatant slap to Liu Jiacheng’s face.
She’s actually asking
to leave?
"Beautiful, do you know my influence in Beijing..."
"Flight attendant, please ask this gentleman to leave. His seat isn’t here, and he’s disturbing my rest."
Just as Liu Jiacheng was not yet finished speaking, Murong Fei raised her voice, summoning the flight attendant!
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