"Yao... Yao Wan Jiao!"
When Lin Fan saw the fair-skinned beauty with long legs in front of him, he was taken aback and suddenly rembered that he seed to have forgotten sothing.
"Yo, Mayor Lin has such a good mory, still rembering my na."
Yao Wan Jiao’s face, cold as ice, still spoke with anger, "So, in the Mayor’s heart, am I a woman who willingly gave you her contact information and is not worth much?"
"Of course not... I just got too busy and forgot!"
Lin Fan awkwardly looked at Yao Wan Jiao, he truly hadn’t expected this woman to confront him so boldly, and to be so assertive as to corner him against the wall. From last night until now, he had had no opportunity to add her contact information, especially since last night’s Ke Yunan was so demanding. The almost insane greed alone had prevented him from even touching his phone.
"Mayor Lin, you really wield such authority!"
Yao Wan Jiao snorted coldly and the next second, a long leg was propped up on Lin Fan’s shoulder. This impressive high kick required solid dance skills; even Zhao Jiaqi and Li Huifang, who studied dance, could easily do splits on a regular day, but for them, a standing high kick was quite difficult. Worthy of being the mainstay of the City Art Troupe, just this move alone was impressive.
"Don’t talk to about so town leader, even if it’s county, district, city, including provincial leaders—I’ve seen many, yet none have been so busy that they didn’t even have a chance to add soone on WeChat in one whole evening. You’re really quite busy."
Yao Wan Jiao’s leg, resting against the wall, and her beautiful eyes shot out flas of anger, "For twenty years, people have always asked for my contact details; this is the first ti I’ve actively asked soone, and I even got a cold shoulder. Do you look down on , or do you think I’m cheap?"
"Miss Yao... you’ve really misunderstood... how could I look down on you... I... I just feel unworthy of you."
Such an awkward position, coupled with such a forceful attitude, Lin Fan said helplessly, "You’ve got the height, the face, surely a goddess adored by all. I am just a rural official, a poor boy from the countryside. Even if I added you on WeChat... that would also be daydreaming... Knowing it would only cause pain... why should I allow myself to fall into that!"
"What do you an by ’source of pain’... how have I beco your pain!"
Yao Wan Jiao looked puzzled at Lin Fan, she had expected him to make a million excuses, even if he outright called her ugly to her face, but she never imagined he would place the bla on himself.
"It’s simply because my economic status doesn’t match yours, look at your LV bag, that has to be at least twenty or thirty thousand..."
Lin Fan wanted to continue his point but Yao Wan Jiao interrupted him, "It’s a limited edition, one hundred and fifty thousand. But what does my bag have to do with you?"
"It’s not about your bag targeting ... it’s just that... my monthly salary is a little over three thousand... one of your bags equals several years’ of my salary..."
Lin Fan looked helplessly at Yao Wan Jiao, but she interrupted him again the next second, "What does your three thousand have to do with ? I didn’t ask you to buy a bag. Stop beating around the bush. I’m talking about why you didn’t add my contact, why bring up money?"
"Add your contact, and then what? Stare at your beautiful face and feel ashad of myself?"
Lin Fan looked directly at Yao Wan Jiao. He had initially thought that this might be soone’s beauty trap, or perhaps she had ulterior motives, but from these few words, he seed to realize sothing was not right.
Either behind Yao Wan Jiao, there was a powerful man, or it was her mother who was supported by a powerful man, which gave her this sense of being untouched by the mundane world, very much like Chu Shihan.
"Why would I feel ashad? Why are you so strange, is my being beautiful a sin!"
Yao Wan Jiao stared with wide eyes, her face filled with confusion looking at Lin Fan, and her long leg pressing on his shoulder brought an overwhelming sense of superiority.
"Your beauty isn’t a sin, but my poverty is!"
Lin Fan said with a wry smile, stretching his hand to move her leg off his shoulder, and stepped back, "A beautiful woman like you should be dining at star-rated hotels, frequenting high-class settings, and just one trip to those places would cost half a year’s salary. Hence, economic ability decides the superstructure. A woman like you should have a more powerful man. So, adding a contact would only make appear more inferior—better not to start at all!"
"You’re really strange, why must I be destined to marry a rich man to be right? Why are you so lacking in confidence? Not all won are greedy for wealth, I’m not materialistic. Can’t we eat at a cheaper restaurant? If you invited , I would even be okay with a street stall."
Lin Fan’s words, though strange, were very sincere, which caused Yao Wan Jiao’s anger to vanish without a trace. She began to find this man, who had infuriated her, strangely charismatic, stirring feelings within her that the coddled girl had never experienced before.
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