The evening approached.
After accompanying Ouyang Yixue for dinner, he sent her off.
Recalling the events of the day, he couldn't help but shake his head. He just wanted a relaxing day, but he never expected that meeting Ouyang Yixue would lead to so many things that he didn't know where to start.
Of course, apart from his girlfriend accidentally sending love messages to the wrong person, nothing else particularly hilarious happened afterward.
Actually, Ouyang Yixue wanted to meet Yang Feilong's little assistant as well, but Yang Feilong refused.
After all, for the assistant's banquet, he only intended to show up, give a gift, and leave. He didn't plan to stay long, as he suspected her invitation was merely a courtesy. This was also why he decided to go only after having dinner with Ouyang Yixue.
He wasn't familiar with the assistant's friends, so staying would naturally be awkward.
The gift he prepared was chosen with Ouyang Yixue's help. It was a makeup mirror, not excessively expensive but not cheap either, worth tens of thousands of yuan.
According to Ouyang Yixue, office-working women generally preferred portable makeup mirrors.
Of course, before purchasing the makeup mirror, there was a small interlude. Ouyang Yixue specifically asked Yang Feilong if it was a genuine colleague or if he had further intentions. Yang Feilong was speechless and had to repeatedly emphasize that it was purely a colleague. Only then did Ouyang Yixue, with a hint of regret, offer her analysis and suggestions, ultimately settling on the makeup mirror.
Yang Feilong had asked at the time, "What do you regret? As my girlfriend, shouldn't you be at least unhappy, if not jealous?"
Ouyang Yixue's reply immediately left Yang Feilong speechless.
"You have so many girlfriends; if I got jealous of every one, wouldn't I be drowned in vinegar? Besides, I'm doing this to please you, to make you love me more."
"......"
Yang Feilong didn't know how to respond to Ouyang Yixue's words and could only feign ignorance.
Ouyang Yixue's affection for him was certain; he could feel it. However, Yang Feilong was uncertain if she truly liked him that much. As for his feelings towards Ouyang Yixue, he liked her, but if it were to reach a higher level, he felt it hadn't. Otherwise, Ouyang Yixue and he wouldn't have confirmed their relationship after Han Yun, let alone Li Yufei.
......
Yang Feilong hailed a taxi.
Not long after, the taxi stopped in front of a Western restaurant.
That's right, the gathering location Li Xiya had sent was in a private room on the second floor.
After entering and stating the room number, Yang Feilong was led by a waiter to the private room Li Xiya had booked on the second floor.
*Knock knock~~~*
Yang Feilong knocked on the door.
Immediately, Li Xiya, who had clearly dressed up meticulously, appeared. She wore a wine-red dress, lipstick the color of "man-slayer," and seemed to have styled her hair. Combined with her mixed-race features, she looked noble and elegant with a touch of sexiness.
"Come in!" Li Xiya invited with a look of joy.
As Yang Feilong walked in, he looked around.
"Hmm?" Yang Feilong's face showed surprise. "Where are the others?"
"What others?" Li Xiya asked, confused.
"Don't tell me you only invited me?" Yang Feilong asked Li Xiya in astonishment.
"I didn't work in Lanhai City before, and I've only been here for a few days. Besides some people from the company, who else do I know? And among the company, I'm only familiar with you." Li Xiya blinked, looking at Yang Feilong with an innocent expression.
Yang Feilong: "......"
Now, he was truly trapped. He couldn't leave even if he wanted to. After all, he was the only guest. If he left, how lonely and desolate would Li Xiya's birthday be!
Then, Yang Feilong's thoughts from the morning resurfaced: Could she have feelings for him?
Otherwise, why would she invite him alone?
Yang Feilong didn't believe she had no friends at all after being in Tianhai City for some time. If she truly had no friends, why would she come to Lanhai City to develop her career?
It was all an excuse.
Looking at the red wine, Western food, cake, and candles already set on the dining table, everything looked exquisite and warm. The room, clearly decorated with pink lighting, created a rather romantic atmosphere.
She liked him and wanted to use her birthday as an opportunity to confess, Yang Feilong believed he had seen through the truth.
Otherwise, why would she invite him alone and set such a romantic atmosphere?
For such a beautiful mixed-race woman, it was impossible for him to have no thoughts about her. It was human nature; everyone appreciates beauty. Men who had no thoughts about Li Xiya were either sick or had orientation issues. Of course, even if he had some thoughts, he suppressed them deep within his heart.
After all, his "pond" was already so big, and it was "overcrowded" with "fish." If more fish were added, they might jump out due to the pressure.
But how could he refuse her gracefully without hurting the girl's feelings too much?
Yang Feilong mused inwardly.
For a moment, he was at a loss and had no idea what to do, deciding to take it one step at a time.
Closing the door, Li Xiya smiled and looked at Yang Feilong, "Can I call you by your name today instead of Mr. Yang?"
"This... Today you are the birthday star, so there's no Mr. Yang or assistant. Let's just interact as friends. Yes, friends would be good." Yang Feilong thought for a moment and didn't refuse, but he emphasized the word "friends" when explaining, making his meaning clear. He knew she was intelligent and should understand.
Let's just be friends, don't have any ulterior motives.
"Since we are friends, then sit down obediently and spend my twenty-fourth birthday with me!" Li Xiya said with a smile.
"Twenty-four?" Yang Feilong was slightly surprised. Looking at her figure and mature demeanor, he thought she was in her late twenties. He hadn't expected her to be so young. Rumor had it she had many years of experience. Tsk tsk, this made Yang Feilong even more impressed. Li Xiya might be a genius.
Yes, since she was a genius, she should have understood the meaning of his words!
"I was quite intelligent since I was young and started working early," Li Xiya explained with a smile.
"Yes, a genius," Yang Feilong praised with a smile.
"You flatter me," Li Xiya replied with a smile. "But not as much as you. At such a young age, you've already founded such a large company."
"It's mainly Ms. Li's responsibility. I'm just a hands-off boss, as you know," Yang Feilong said simply with a smile. Then, he took out the gift he had prepared from his bag. "This is your birthday gift, a makeup mirror. I hope you like it."
"A makeup mirror from Millie's. I can tell it was carefully chosen by you. I really like this gift, thank you." Li Xiya smiled as she accepted Yang Feilong's gift, glancing at the brand logo on the packaging and immediately recognizing it.
It was a high-end brand.
"You're welcome. I'm glad you like it," Yang Feilong smiled.
"Feilong, may I call you that?" Li Xiya asked with a very pleasant smile.
"Of course," Yang Feilong nodded and chuckled.
"Let's have a drink? This wine was specially brought from the UK. I don't know how it tastes, but I hope you like it?" Li Xiya said elegantly, holding a wine glass.
"Then let's try it," Yang Feilong smiled and raised his glass, clinking it with Li Xiya's.
As the red wine went down, a wonderful sensation spread through him.
"Tsk tsk, excellent wine," Yang Feilong praised.
"If it tastes good, drink more," Li Xiya's smile brightened. "We won't go home tonight until we're drunk."
"Won't go home until we're drunk?" Yang Feilong chuckled. Does a man not get drunk if the woman doesn't have an opportunity?
It seemed Li Xiya was waiting for him here.
Yang Feilong thought, you think a few bottles of red wine can get me drunk? You've miscalculated!
Of course, there's also the saying that it's not the wine that intoxicates but the person. Is Li Xiya beautiful? Very beautiful, especially tonight, she was exceptionally radiant.
But no matter how beautiful she was, Yang Feilong had no intention of getting drunk tonight. He only admired Li Xiya and had no other thoughts, at least not today or before.
Whether he would have thoughts in the future, Yang Feilong didn't know, and he didn't intend to think about such distant matters.
Living in the present was what mattered!