Chapter 1438 Nothing to Ask For

At night, Feng Yiping lay on the bed and tossed and turned. The scene of Zhang Yan squatting on the ground crying after dinner always appeared in front of his eyes.

She cried so repressedly and intensely that even Feng Yiping couldn't pull her up.

But because of this, Feng Yiping felt a little untimely happy despite his heartache: she still had the same thoughts as herself.

The problem is, the current situation makes her miserable.

It's good to know the first point. As for the problems, Feng Yiping is not afraid. There are always more solutions than problems.

The carnivals in front were still going on, and the music and noise could still be vaguely heard. Feng Yiping listened intently to the movements upstairs. What is she doing now? Is she the same as me?

It was indeed almost the same as him upstairs, Zhang Yan was also tossing and turning on the bed.

There is some truth in what the experts say. Crying sometimes can really make you feel better and cheerful.

Zhang Yan doesn't feel as sad now as before.

But she blamed herself very much. When she was alone, she told herself so many times that there would be no results if this continued, so she had to be strong, determined, and speak clearly.

But why can't we become strong when facing him, let alone be resolute?

"I don't care, I can let it go." It's only 8 words. Even with punctuation, it's only 10 words. Why can't I say it?

Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan, you are asking for trouble!

However, when I am with him, I feel really comfortable. If I could really..., no, I shouldn't think about this.

While blaming myself, I couldn't help but have some thoughts, and then, unknowingly, snoring came from the bed.

Yes, sometimes she is so heartless and shallow-minded, and even big things don't make her sleepless.

Of course, that was only if she had a backbone. Now, Feng Yiping was downstairs, separated by only one deck from her, so she didn't toss and turn like she did on the plane at all.

Of course, she would not analyze this problem when she was already asleep, and Feng Yiping, who was on the next floor, did not expect this problem. He remembered that the last time he looked at his phone before falling asleep seemed to be after 3 o'clock.

When he woke up again, he was woken up by an arrogant voice saying, "Why don't you get up? I'll give you ten minutes to leave. This room is mine."

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Almost when Feng Yiping fell asleep, Jin Ling was sitting on the plane, flying over the Mediterranean Sea.

She was also alone on this trip, not even Fang Yingzhi was with her.

Where she is going, only Fang Yingzhi knows.

When she learned about Feng Yiping's itinerary and that he did not take Huang Jingping and her daughter with him, she couldn't help but want to be so willful.

She had long wanted to spend a vacation abroad alone with Feng Yiping.

Her willfulness prevented the other person from sleeping well that night.

Lin Ruhan was woken up by her in the middle of the night and had to prepare in advance to pick up the plane at the airport.

According to Jin Ling, she did not bother Feng Yiping at this time. Lin Ruhan also knew how much Feng Yiping valued Jin Ling.

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It was close to 7 a.m., Jin Ling walked out of the airport in high spirits, "Thank you Ru Han," she stood next to the car with her eyes closed and felt it, "I like the smell of the Mediterranean,"

"Did Mr. Feng sleep well last night?" She asked hurriedly after sitting in the car.

Logically speaking, this time would be the time for his morning jog.

"Probably, not very good," Lin Ruhan said after considering it.

"What?"

Lin Ruhan roughly talked about what happened last night. Jin Ling was a little frustrated. There was someone around him!

But, Zhang Yan, she thought about it, she had seen Zhang Yan before, it turned out to be her! It's not a worthwhile trip.

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You should just do as the locals do. In the early morning in Piraeus Port, those dignitaries in Manhattan on the sea, just like the local Greeks, were lying in bed and enjoying the most comfortable time of the day.

Lin Ruhan took Jin Ling aboard the yacht, which was also quiet this time. "Miss Zhang lives upstairs, and Mr. Feng lives here." She opened the door of the guest room next to Feng Yiping and softly introduced the situation to Jin Ling.

"Thank you," Jin Ling said, then smiled at the door opened next to him, "Hello Owen,"

Owen nodded and closed the door gently.

Jin Ling glanced upstairs, rolled her eyes, and stopped Lin Ruhan. "Hold on, I want to sleep in this room." She opened the door of Feng Yiping's room, looked at the man under the quilt, and shouted, " Why don't you get up?"

what happened? Feng Yiping sat up immediately and happened to see Lin Ruhan closing the door with her head lowered. There was a figure in the room walking towards the window. The next moment, the curtains were opened with a "swipe", and dazzling sunlight leaked into the room. Inside, Jin Ling, wearing a silk shirt, stood in front of the window and stretched out towards the sea, "It's so beautiful!"

This figure is so slim! Feng Yiping, who had just woken up, couldn't help but think, "Why are you here?"

"Why, aren't you welcome?" Jin Ling looked back and smiled, strode to the bed and sat down, pushing Feng Yiping back on the bed, with his long hair hanging down on his face, "Did you miss me?"

Feng Yiping was brave enough last night, and she was brave enough this morning.

Like Huang Jingping, she also knew Feng Yiping's fatal weakness. Emotionally, he was not only mentally retarded, but also very passive, and he also had some persistence that was inappropriate for this era.

In her opinion, if someone wants to deal with Feng Yiping, it shouldn't be too easy.

Just find a girl with a good image and temperament, pester him, create a situation where she is infatuated with him, and then, get her drunk or drug her... In short, as long as the relationship with Feng Yiping breaks through the last level, then Feng Yiping will be responsible for her next...

Ancestor, what are you doing? Looking at the domineering female president above, Feng Yiping thought.

"I want to say that you need to wash your hair well, and,"

Looking at Feng Yiping's nose, the domineering female president who had originally taken the advantage shouted "Wow" and jumped away all of a sudden, her face a little red. Indeed, this journey took more than 20 hours, two flights, and it was so hot here.

"I'm going to wash up, you hurry up and make room, and don't think about peeping!"

"The bathroom door must be closed tightly, how do I know if you will peek at me changing clothes?"

Jin Ling stopped and looked Feng Yiping up and down with a look of "I've seen everything, auntie" and "Tsk!"

As soon as the bathroom door was closed, Feng Yiping jumped out of bed in pajamas, hugged a few clothes in the closet, and even didn't take the suitcase, and quickly slipped to the next door.

For Feng Yiping now, hooligans are not scary, even if he is educated.

But if the hooligan is a beautiful woman, or a beautiful woman who is very important to him, then he can only flee in panic.

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Half an hour later, Feng Yiping's door was knocked, and Jin Ling, who was wearing a sportswear, stood at the door, "Come on, go running with me,"

"You go down first, I'll change clothes," he not only changed clothes, but also looked upstairs on both sides of the boat, and the curtains on both sides were not opened.

He was still in Owen's surprised, or rather unsatisfied, gaze - this set of tactics was too amateurish, and he listened to Zhang Yan's door, but there was really no movement inside, so she would sleep in.

Feng Yiping concluded that why her skin was still so good later, first, she didn't hide anything in her heart, so she slept well at night, and second, she would sleep in when she had the chance.

Under the boat, Jin Ling was already a little impatient, "So long!"

"I think you don't have time to apply sunscreen," Feng Yiping handed her a long-sleeved sweater in his hand, "Girls can't not wear this here, let's go," he took the lead in jogging.

This person always makes some small moves that make you feel warm.

Jin Ling looked at the sun, which was no longer gentle, and chased after him, "Wait for me,"

"Don't you have the habit of jogging in the morning?" Feng Yiping jogged backwards.

"This is not my habit, but a wish of mine," Jin Ling gathered her long hair that fluttered in the wind into her hood, "Remember to add one more item to your itinerary for these two days, and you must run a lap with me in the stadium in Olympia,"

"Good idea," Feng Yiping nodded.

"Also, run with me on Santorini Island,"

Santorini? It's just a popular tourist destination.

"Let's talk about it together, what other places are there,"

"Let's talk about it together? It's too late to finish it in a short time," Jin Ling ran past him with a gust of wind, "Come and catch up with me,"

It was really easy to catch up with her. After running for a few minutes, she slowed down, and Feng Yiping, who had been keeping a constant speed, quickly surpassed her.

Jin Ling chased after him for a few steps, put her hand on his shoulder and ran with him, "It's really a pleasure to run here," she said facing the sun.

It doesn't look hard. Feng Yiping looked at her appearance and then looked at her hand on his shoulder.

But they soon stopped enjoying it. In front of them, uniformed police stopped the road. Behind them, a group of guys in black clothes and sunglasses saw from a distance that a group of people got off the cruise ship in front.

"Who is that?" Jin Ling looked at the group of people, "Oh,"

"Yes, George W. Bush's father," Feng Yiping said.

It's not easy to be a father. His son insisted on military operations in Iraq and refused to sign the Olympic Armistice Agreement, which was not welcomed by the Greeks.

The United States did not exclude other officials from coming to this Olympics. Bush Sr. must have been helpless about this trip.

Finally, they waited until the long line of American full-size SUVs drove away. After a few steps, they were stopped again. This time, it was the Prince of Monaco.

After the prince's Rolls-Royce fleet, it was the Prince and Princess of Denmark...

Feng Yiping suddenly felt that there was a long way to go. He was afraid that he would have to get to the level of Bill Gates to compete with these guys. In the end, they simply sat down under a parasol.

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"It's Zhang Yan, right," Jin Ling asked.

"Yes," Feng Yiping did not deny it.

Jin Ling also knew why Huang Jingping was heartbroken in the capital, and Feng Yiping did not intend to hide it from her this time.

"How dare you invite her this time?"

"I..."

"Don't tell me, let me guess," Jin Ling held up a finger, "I think this was Jingping's idea?"

Is it so obvious?

"The reason is very simple. With your stupidity and lukewarmness in this regard, how could you do such a decisive thing?" Jin Ling looked at him with a little contempt.

"Jingping, ah," Jin Ling really looked at him with envy, "You are really a blessed man. Tell me, how did the conversation go last night?"

"Last night," Feng Yiping told her roughly.

"Don't pretend to feel ashamed and sorry for them," Jin Ling said to him stiffly with her hands folded in front of her chest, "Don't think I can't see the happiness in your eyes,"

"Of course, I know your character, you feel sorry for them, but don't deny that you are not happy about such things,"

Am I happy? Feng Yiping thought about it seriously, this is really not the case, "Look at my appearance, I don't even have time to worry,"

"Pretend, keep pretending, men," Jin Ling looked at him and shook her head.

"Of course, we women also have responsibilities," she said, looking at the blue sea in front of her, "We always foolishly want to grasp something that doesn't exist, we always foolishly desire forever, this unattainable goal..., we always have to wait until we are bruised, bleeding, and in pain before we understand the ridiculousness of those obsessions,"

Given her experience, Feng Yiping understands why she can say such words.

"So, now I understand one thing very well. Pain is the result of paying too much and asking too much,"

"I don't want to experience that kind of pain again, so I won't cling to the extravagant hope of eternal happiness. I just want to have it once, not forever,"

Feng Yiping wanted to run again, but Jin Ling had already held his hand. "At my age and at my stage, I know very well what I want. I don't have any other requirements. I just want to," she paused.

Feng Yiping stared at her blankly, his mouth wide open, and the sea breeze immediately poured in, refreshing with bitterness...