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Chapter 478: A villain takes revenge

\'You drive,\' Huang Jingping glared at him, and once in the car, she tightly gripped the hand he had placed on the gearshift. "You said you were only staying for two days, but you ended up staying for almost a week,\'

oh, it sounds like she has a lot of complaints.

\'I didn\'t expect there to be so much going on either, but as long as I get this done for Zhi Jie and Qiu Ling, it\'ll be worth it for me to stay a few more days, don\'t you think?" It\'s easy to please such a simple child.

\'Yes, they are finally getting along now, and don\'t have to hide things from each other,\' she thought Zhang Qiuling had also called her. "But do you know that now, without you, I\'m even afraid to sleep alone at night?\'

\'Just afraid?" Feng Yiping laughed with slanted eyes, \'That\'s easy, just install a security system or get a dog to watch the house,\'

Huang Jingping looked at him with a mixture of resentment and anger, not saying a word. Feng Yiping didn\'t last long, and soon gave up. \'Okay, okay, I\'ll say two days from now, okay?\'

At that moment, the phone in the armrest storage box rang. \'Be a good boy and answer it for me,\'

Huang Jingping picked it up and looked at it, her face a little excited, because the three words \'Zheng Jiayi\' were displayed on the screen.

Feng Yiping didn\'t care at all, \'Hello, old classmate!\' This was the first time they had contacted each other since Shenzhen.

\'Boss Feng still remembers me, why didn\'t you notify me when you went to the provincial capital for a week this time?\'

\'Going back to the provincial capital is like going home, there\'s no need for a big fuss. Besides, I was really busy this week, I really didn\'t have time,\'

\'Who said that time is like a sponge, if you squeeze it, there will always be some?\' Zheng Jiayi teased him, "It\'s not a big deal, I just wanted to let you know that our school is also going to subscribe to your magazine,\'

\'Thank you so much, next time I come back, I will definitely come visit and thank you with a big meal,"

\'No need, when your hotel opens, just give me a card,\'

\'No problem, I\'ll definitely give you a gold card, but I\'m on Airport Boulevard right now, so it\'s not convenient to talk. Can we get in touch later?\' Feng Yiping said that although he was open and honest, Huang Jingping was holding his phone for him.

After hanging up, he saw Huang Jingping smiling at him, and he was not embarrassed or guilty at all. \'What are you laughing at? We\'re classmates!\'

After rebirth, Feng Yiping was actually independent at the age of junior high school. He only spent time with his family during the Chinese New Year, so he felt comfortable returning to his own home. As soon as he entered the house, he felt at ease.

After just putting down his luggage, he turned around and pressed Huang Jingping onto the sofa and kissed her wetly. Huang Jingping also cooperated rarely today. However, before Feng Yiping was about to make a further move, she smiled and ran into the kitchen.

\'The quails are done, the pigeon soup is simmering, and there\'s fried noodles. It\'ll be ready soon,\'

Feng Yiping said with a smile, walking after her and putting his arms around her waist as she prepared to make the noodles. He whispered in her ear, \'I want to wash the dust off first, then welcome you back, okay?\'

\'Go ahead and wash yourself, then we can eat,\' Huang Jingping pretended to be dumb.

\'I want you to help me find clothes and scrub my back,\'

\'Hee hee, no,\' Huang Jingping said no, but she was still pushed upstairs by Feng Yiping, very obediently. It seems that these past few days, she really missed Feng Yiping.

Then, naturally, they met in the golden wind and jade dew, and had a cloud and rain under the Wushan Mountain.

An hour later, Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping, who were finally sitting at the dining table, were one fresh and the other rosy-cheeked. \'Eat more,\' said Huang Jingping, carefully picking the bones out of the roasted quail and transferring the meat to Feng Yiping\'s plate.

Feng Yiping tilted his head and gave her a kiss on the lips, happy and wanting to grunt, \'It\'s still happy at home!\'

\'If you want to eat delicious food, just find an old maid,\' Huang Jingping was countering his earlier suggestion of installing a security system and getting a dog.

Feng Yiping rubbed her head, \'Who can replace my Jingping?\'

\'I\'m glad you know!\' Huang Jingping was naturally very happy to hear it.

\'Ah Ling, still working overtime at the office? You must be tired! I\'m your Yiping oppa, and I\'ve brought you lots of goodies from home. I\'ll deliver them to your home tonight, so just feel free to prepare dinner. I\'m not picky, as long as it\'s half a metre of Australian lobster and four or five South African abalones,\' said Feng Yiping, who had eaten his fill, and was now lying lazily on the sofa, calling Jin Ling.

Huang Jingping, who hadn\'t eaten much at lunch, was humming \'You are the Wind, I am the Sand\' in the kitchen, tidying up after the meal. When she heard Feng Yiping\'s words, she ran over to take the phone and sat comfortably in Feng Yiping\'s arms. \'Jingjie, don\'t listen to his nonsense, it\'s better if you come over. We\'ll eat at my place tonight. Ah, go to your place,\' she said to Feng Yiping while holding the phone. \'Jingjie wants us to go to her place tonight,\'

\'I was going to visit her house anyway,\' Feng Yiping\'s hand was groping irregularly around her waist.

Huang Jingping impatiently batted his mischievous hand away, "Okay, we\'ll come over tonight. Do you want me to bring anything? Okay, see you tonight.\'

\'Honey, the call is done, let\'s go take a nap!" It was the weekend, and Feng Yiping, who had been working hard in the provincial capital for a week, decided to take a break and didn\'t feel like going to the office today.

\'Just a nap?\' Huang Jingping stared at him and asked.

\'Of course, just sleep!\' Feng Yiping responded seriously.

The two people, who were hugging each other, slept well. They were not woken up by the alarm clock until the sun had set in the west. Huang Jingping, who had finally slept soundly, stretched lazily in Feng Yiping\'s arms, \'That was really comfortable!\'

Then she was rolled over by someone and pinned underneath, \'It\'s time for a friendly match.\'

...

Jin Ling came to open the door for them wearing an apron, quite happy, \'You\'re here!\' She didn\'t expect anyone else to come except Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping.

\'Do you need any help?\' Huang Jingping asked, looking at the kitchen. \'No, you take care of yourselves, I\'ll be done in a minute,\'

Jin Ling\'s home still had a very distinct feminine style, so most people were fooled by her appearance. This seemingly aloof girl actually had a soft, girlish heart.

Huang Jingping walked into the kitchen carrying some local produce that Director Jin had carefully selected for her daughter. \'Sister Jin, you really listened to him and bought lobster and abalone,\'

Feng Yiping said as he looked in the doorway. It was true, the lobster was cooking, Jin Ling was slicing the abalone, and there was salmon marinating nearby.

\'I\'ll wash the asparagus for you,\' Huang Jingping said, not wanting to just sit around.

Feng Yiping, being a true man, did not want to get involved in the kitchen, so he walked with his arms crossed to the study and guest room. The decorations were similar to those of last year, except that the guest room looked like it had not been occupied for a long time, with the mattress bare.

Dinner was very sumptuous, with two really Australian lobsters, the soup from the boiled lobster being just right for the seafood noodles, the pan-fried salmon, and the abalone, which was domestic, being made directly into sashimi. A bottle of red wine was opened, a brand Feng Yiping did not know.

If you light some candles, it would be a very romantic candlelight dinner, but the number of people is not quite right.

\'You received the meeting minutes, right? Last night we decided to speed up the establishment of a fund management centre. Also, Sister Jin, I\'ve discussed with President Hong that if possible, we\'ll set up a branch or an office there. You\'ll have to make a decision about this,\' Feng Yiping briefly informed her about the work he had done in the provincial capital over the past few days.

\'I guess I\'ll have to help you supervise the publication, too. Am I still on vacation?\' Jin Ling was a little dissatisfied.

\'What\'s the point of just playing around? Besides, I\'m thinking of you, okay? With your personality, can you just relax and do nothing for a whole month?\' Feng Yiping\'s reasoning was always flawed.

\'I\'m on vacation and I\'m still concerned about the company\'s work. That\'s voluntary. You\'re making this arrangement now, which is compulsory. How can the nature be the same?\'

\'So tell me, do you want to ring the bell on the Nasdaq or the New York Stock Exchange as soon as possible?\'

This question went right to the heart of Jin Ling. How could she not want to?

\'But, how do I feel that you are just trying to quench your thirst by looking at plums?\'

\'How could that be? I guarantee that in the future, the company we list will definitely not be just one or two, but there will be plenty of opportunities for you to ring the bell.\' Feng Yiping\'s words were very seductive.

However, Jinling was not confused by his words. While Huang Jingping was rushing to the kitchen to serve the noodles, she gave Feng Yiping a hard kick in the foot – fortunately, she was wearing slippers at home, otherwise it would have been painful. \'Who do you belong to?\'

It really is that a gentleman\'s revenge comes ten years too late, and she and Huang Jingping take revenge on people like him from morning till night.