Chapter 247 Dating
The dress Shen Manzhi was wearing today was very similar to the one she changed into after getting caught in the rain on the day she returned to Huaicheng three months gentle.
Qin Yanfeng saw her again after more than half a year, so he was deeply impressed.
He sat on the bed without making any extra movements, but felt his heart burning, "Come here."
Shen Manzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, but still walked over.
Qin Yanfeng took her hand, leaned closer, and touched her face and her hair, to feel that this person really did not disappear and leave suddenly.
Shen Manzhi held his hand and smiled, "So are you free today?"
Qin Yanfeng stroked her palm and said in a low voice, "I couldn't ask for more."
Two adults who have never been in a relationship can be said to have married first and fallen in love later.
So the first thing on a date starts with breakfast.
Shen Manzhi sat in front of the counter with one hand supporting his chin, watching him busy. The black vest and black apron outlined the man's broad shoulders and narrow waist. His slightly lowered eyebrows looked relaxed and soft.
Breakfast is tender steak, served with sugar-coated eggs and a few cherry tomatoes on the side.
The food was delicious and Shen Manzhi was very satisfied with it.
"When did you learn to cook?"
They rarely sit down to chat like this, and the timing was right, as Shen Manzhi was still in the mood.
Qin Yanfeng placed the warm milk in front of her and sat down opposite her. "When you go abroad, you can't get used to the food there, so you try to make it yourself."
"I heard that you went abroad when you were a teenager?"
"Eleven years old," Qin Yanfeng said calmly, "Ms. Huo passed away that year, and she left after she finished her mourning."
Shen Manzhi used the tip of her tongue to hook away the sauce on the corner of her mouth, and remembered that Jingmo had once told her about this.
Ms. Huo should be his mother.
It would be a bit hypocritical to stir up his bad memories and then say sorry.
Shen Manzhi looked up at him and said, "Ms. Huo will definitely be pleased that you have taken good care of yourself. She will also be proud that you are so outstanding now."
Qin Yanfeng's originally calm expression showed a bit of satisfaction, and he smiled, "Can I understand that you are praising me?"
Shen Manzhi also chuckled, "Yes."
"But she should be more surprised that I'm married."
Shen Manzhi raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"
"They always say I have a cold face. When I was a kid, I would stay three feet away from any girl who came close to me. Now that I've grown up, no girl would be willing to approach me or like me."
Shen Manzhi was delighted, "Were you afraid of girls when you were a child?"
"When I was little, I was so pretty that girls would bring me food every day when I went to school. They would wait for me to go with them after school, and I would cry if they didn't let me."
Qin Yanfeng still spoke in a calm tone when he said this, "When there are guests at home during the holidays, I am the only one surrounded by a group of children. They say I am like a little adult, so most of the time I run away before they come."
Looks so good.
Shen Manzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Qin Yanfeng, and they smiled at the same time.
It's not surprising. Qin Yanfeng was born into a wealthy family, and most of his classmates in school were from the same class. He must have been a very good-looking kid when he was young, with a cold and arrogant personality. He was well-educated, and he had to be polite to others, which made him even more likable.
She smiled lazily, "What about after you go abroad?"
"Same."
".Be a little more modest?"
Qin Yanfeng smiled, "Busy with studies."
Shen Manzhi sighed, "That's a pity, isn't it? She's so good-looking, but she's been single for more than 20 years?"
Qin Yanfeng looked at her tenderly, "Aren't you?"
Shen Manzhi picked up a cherry tomato casually with his hand, and said in a leisurely tone, "I'm just a little better looking than you."
Qin Yanfeng looked at her seriously.
"Ms. Zhan passed away early, so I have always been free. No one cares about me. I often fight and cause trouble, so not many people approach me. Compared to you, I am relatively peaceful."
She ate the cherry tomatoes, her mouth full of sweetness, and her tone was so relaxed that it didn't make people think about the hardships she had encountered in her youth.
She shrugged and chuckled as she spoke, "Look at me now. I can't even cook."
Qin Yanfeng's eyes softened, "Just right, the food I cooked is to your liking."
Shen Manzhi smiled with his jaw propped up, the small mole at the corner of his eye was particularly attractive, "Thank you for the hospitality."
Qin Yanfeng's Adam's apple rolled, and he leaned over to reach out to her, rubbing the milk stains on her lips with his fingertips, "It's my pleasure, I hope I can be more to your liking in the future."
Shen Manzhi was stunned for a moment, lowering his eyes to hide his emotions, and Qin Yanfeng also withdrew his hand.
The two of them ended the topic as if they had tacitly agreed.
After breakfast, Shen Manzhi finished putting on makeup and turned around to watch Qin Yanfeng come out of the dressing room.
The same white shirt and trousers, with a suit jacket draped over his arm.
Different from the solemnity in business, the shirt material is soft, and the collar is buttoned to the second to last button, which looks loose and casual. He lowered his head and lightly fiddled with the ends of his hair. His long legs and narrow waist show a sense of abstinence and laziness.
Shen Manzhi admitted that he was indeed very good-looking.
Maybe this is the charm of a mature man.
He got up late in the morning, and it was already ten o'clock when he went out. He stomped his feet at the door and watched his two masters hugging each other and leave.
The two people had no dating experience and had not done any strategy.
After getting on the bus, I was wandering aimlessly.
Qin Yanfeng held the steering wheel with one hand, smiling, "Are you planning to travel around Huaicheng?"
Shen Manzhi pursed his lips, pulled the seat belt and fastened it, "I heard that couples usually choose to watch a movie."
Couple? Qin Yanfeng raised his eyebrows and watched her take out two movie tickets from her bag.
It turns out he came prepared.
The location was a business district in the southern part of the city, far away from the city center. When the two arrived, there were still ten minutes before the movie started.
Since it was a date, Shen Manzhi of course chose a romance movie.
There were many couples around, mostly young students, but this handsome man and beautiful woman attracted quite a lot of attention.
Shen Manzhi used to like going to the movies alone, feeling the stories in the films in silence and relieving his inner depression on his own.
This time, there was another person beside her, who had been holding her hand since they entered the cinema and had never let go.
There was a couple sitting next to him. As soon as they sat down, they started kissing each other. Shen Manzhi pressed his eyebrows lightly, and then he felt a tingling sensation on the back of his hand.
She glanced sideways at Qin Yanfeng, who was looking at the screen seriously, the light casting a thin layer of coldness on his handsome face.
The movie probably tells the story of an adult man and woman who reunited after a breakup and fell in love but then had to separate. Shen Manzhi didn't understand it because she fell asleep halfway through.
Qin Yanfeng felt the tilted head of the person next to him, pulled her against his shoulder, and straightened the suit on her shoulders.
Under the light curtain, colors change.
Qin Yanfeng lowered his eyes and looked at her. The scene where the hero and heroine separated was so sentimental and heartbreaking. He gently spread out his hands and interlocked his fingers with hers.
Let me stay with you a little longer.
After the show, the lights came on and Shen Manzhi woke up with a somewhat cold expression.
The couples in front and behind her glanced over more or less, but she just shook Qin Yanfeng's hand back, stood up and left.
Someone recognized her and sent a voice message to her bestie in the bathroom, "I think I saw Shen Manzhi, the one who married into the Qin family, the one with a bad reputation... I just saw her watching a movie with a guy, holding hands, not shy at all... That's right, she's cuckolding Master Qin again..."
The bathroom door behind her slammed shut, and the woman who was whispering started, then saw the heroine she was talking about in the mirror in front of the sink.
Shen Manzhi seemed not to have seen her. He walked straight to the side and washed his hands slowly, then looked at himself in the mirror and put on his makeup.
The woman felt guilty and didn't dare to stay any longer. She left in a hurry without even using paper to wipe her hands.
Qin Yanfeng was in the lobby outside, his figure and appearance attracted a lot of attention. He looked around calmly. The cinema was on the fifth floor of the mall, and on every floor there were people lying on the railings and looking at their phones idly.
The woman came out and saw the back of the man in shirt and trousers. She secretly took a photo and sent it to her best friend. She wanted to see his face, but was afraid that Shen Manzhi would come out and see her, so she had to take a detour and leave.
At half past twelve, neither of them was very hungry and decided to just stroll around.
Opposite the business district is an old street that has become semi-commercialized and is a popular food street among young people.
Shen Manzhi didn't have much money when she was a student, and Shen Duanwen controlled her pocket money at that time, so she relied on writing code for others in Internet cafes or taking on jobs to earn a little money, and then she often went to the night market on East Street alone to buy food.
There is no other reason, the price is low and the food quality inspection is passed.
Later, when she became rich, her appetite gradually became more sophisticated, but she still could not resist the temptation of the food court.
Shopping is shopping everywhere. Qin Yanfeng took her forward. Some of the handicraft workshops were still novel. They stopped and walked along the way, and Shen Manzhi bought several foods.
Qin Yanfeng was carrying her bag and walking beside her. While waiting for the freshly squeezed juice, he glanced back.
She made eye contact with one of the burly men, who quickly shifted his gaze but did not leave or come closer.
Always keep a distance from them.
"What flavor do you want?"
Shen Manzhi turned around and asked him, following his gaze and meeting the man's wandering eyes.
She was silent for a while, and patted the person in front of her, "Grape flavor?"
Qin Yanfeng nodded, "Okay."
The two walked out of a crowded intersection. Qin Yanfeng gave her a tissue to wipe her hands and looked back.
Shen Manzhi took the tissue and said, "Don't worry."
Qin Yanfeng glanced sideways, "Did you arrange this person?"
"Ah."
She didn't say the reason, Qin Yanfeng just suspected that someone was looking for trouble with her.
According to his observations along the way, there should be four people arranged by Shen Manzhi, and they all seemed to be martial artists. He sent a message and didn't ask any more questions.
Walking along a quiet street, a low humming sound came from the ancient building, accompanied by a folk song played on the guitar. The female voice was lingering, gentle and pleasant. On the terrace leading up the stone steps, an old man was setting up an easel with watercolors at hand, painting a portrait for a customer and was about to finish.
Qin Yanfeng looked at the watercolor at the old woman's feet and asked her, "Can you paint?"
Shen Manzhi actually had no interest, but when he asked, she became curious about what he wanted to do.
"know a little."
Qin Yanfeng led her up, leaned over and said something to the old man. The old man leaned over and looked behind him, then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go get another easel next door."
Drawing pictures of each other?
When a man concentrates on doing one thing, his personal charm is stretched to the maximum. Shen Manzhi sat on the low stool and looked at him, and for the first time his gaze did not avoid or break away.
He painted very quickly, and the strokes of his hand seemed very smooth. Shen Manzhi could not see what he was drawing. He just stared at his face, and when their eyes met, he did not look away.
After seeing enough, she picked up the pen and rustled on the drawing board.
Time seemed to pass very slowly, and more and more people gathered around him. Most of them stood behind Qin Yanfeng, which made Shen Manzhi curious about how well he painted.
As time went by, she gradually got into the groove, her hair fluttered gently in the wind, and the characters in her paintings gradually emerged.
An hour and a half later, they both finished their manuscripts almost at the same time. Shen Manzhi was a little slower than him, holding his wrist and rubbing it slowly.
The old man took the money and stood happily among the crowd, talking in a low voice with everyone.
Because oil paintings need to be air-dried, they can only be picked up or mailed after they are dry. Shen Manzhi took the paper off the easel, gently rolled it up and handed it to him, then went back to look at him.
The beauty sits in front of the stone steps with her graceful figure, and bougainvillea scattered on the ground below the steps. The background is a replica of the ginkgo trees that look like they are hung with bells and ring in the wind, turning yellow in the autumn and dancing gracefully.
In early November, beauty and winter arrived as expected.
