A grand feast for the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 134 Love Criminal

It's almost evening.

Yu Feihong lay listlessly on the single sofa by the window, staring blankly at the snowy New York sky outside—like a love criminal awaiting trial.

This has been the third day already.

She herself had lost count of how many times she had thought about running away, but each time, she convinced herself otherwise.

I'm not leaving! Let's see what you're going to do to me!
You have to give me an explanation.

This encounter made me realize something I had never thought of before, or rather, something he had never shown during our first meeting, so I naturally had no idea about—he was a man with a very strong personality and hated girls' capriciousness.

Of course, that doesn't mean that my rash and willful sudden flight to New York was a complete mistake—if I hadn't come, we would have remained completely estranged. But as long as I came, at least I had clearly and completely expressed my feelings for him. For example, even though he hadn't paid any attention to me for three days, he hadn't bought me a plane ticket or urged me to leave.

In other words, he still intends to give an explanation.

It's better than drifting apart and never having a chance to be together again, isn't it?

It's not that I can't live without him, and you could even say that I don't necessarily have to get married in this life. In the two years I've been in America, I've seen quite a few examples. There are many people in America who are against marriage and live their lives alone, which is quite nice. But in my more than twenty years of life, he is indeed the only man who made my heart flutter in just one dinner.

He is arguably the only one so far who has made me want to date him.

It was a truly amazing surprise on a life-level scale.

I never thought I'd meet someone so amazing, but then I actually did.

So, that very night, she quickly understood why he had so many scandals and rumors surrounding him—the capital, Hong Kong, Taiwan, and so many more—but so far, it seemed that none of his rumored girlfriends had come forward to accuse him of being a womanizer.

You can't bear to part with it! You can't extricate yourself from it!
You fell in love at first sight and got caught up in it without any regrets, so who can you blame?

It is precisely because of this instant attraction that she felt so desolate and sad when she learned that the other person did not reciprocate her feelings. Indeed, some amazing people, amazing things, and amazing objects are things that ordinary people can only admire from afar. They cannot get close to them. They seem within reach but are ultimately unattainable, only adding to their worries, causing them to toss and turn and feel inexplicably sad for the rest of their lives.

However, he eventually succumbed to greed.

That night, we got along so well that my intuition must have been right. How could the affection in his eyes be fake?

So he seized upon a seemingly insignificant excuse, took advantage of the rumors, hardened his heart, dialed the number, recklessly borrowed money, and set off without considering the consequences.

In fact, she felt that it was rather pathetic of her to have flown all the way here without him even saying a word, which was completely out of character for her. And yet, the little temper she tried to use to cover up her shame was not tolerated at all, but was immediately crushed by him, leaving her with no face left.

It was incredibly humiliating.

But in the end, I still apologized to him.

He even abandoned her in the hotel for three days, and apart from giving her 500 dollars, he didn't care about her at all. Yet she still couldn't leave gracefully. The sorrow, pain, and torment she was enduring were greater than anything else at this moment.

This is completely unlike my personality—I would never do something so humble!
But not this time!
I'm not leaving!
I'm waiting for you to give me a direct answer.

Am I really that worthless in your eyes?
When we were having dinner and chatting that night, was all that affection in your eyes fake?
If it were fake, you should have kicked me out the moment I flew over to find you, instead of my apology making you so much more lenient.

If that's true, then why did you say you didn't like me?
Am I really not even as good as two naive girls who are still in college?
…………

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

She paused for a moment before snapping out of her daze, then quickly got up, taking small steps, then large steps, then jogging, until her hand touched the doorknob. She stopped, calmed herself for a moment, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

Sure enough, it was him.

She immediately and unconsciously flashed her brightest smile.

He used the gentlest tone, yet deliberately made it sound as ordinary and relaxed as possible, like an old friend he had known for years: "Finished work?...Come in!"

She stepped aside, and Lin Jianlu walked in.

Lin Jianlu always stays in a suite wherever she goes, but Ge Fuhong, Lin Xilei, and Zhao Mingxin, no matter what room they stay in when they travel alone for business, do not book suites here out of subconscious habit.

The room Lin Xilei booked for Yu Feihong was just an ordinary guest room.

Lin Jianlu stepped inside, glanced around the room briefly, sat down on the single sofa, picked up a magazine from the small glass coffee table, glanced at it, put it down, and when she looked back, she saw her standing not far in front of her, her hands clasped together in front of her, one hand holding the other, making the fingers turn white.

He paused for a moment, then said, "Sit down! Why are you standing there like an idiot? Sit down!"

Yu Feihong went to the other side, sat down cautiously, and gave a somewhat stiff smile.

We're doomed! Tension and panic surged up all at once.

Unable to control oneself.

Lin Jianlu asked her, "How have you been resting these past two days? Have you gone out for a stroll?"

Yu Feihong glanced up at him, forcing a smile, "I slept alright. I went out a few times, just aimlessly wandering around. There's a hot dog stand over there, it's pretty good, not too sweet, but I could only eat half of it each time. They're too big." Lin Jianlu laughed, then suddenly changed the subject, "Who did you borrow the money from? How much did you borrow?"

A slight embarrassment flashed across Yu Feihong's face. "I borrowed it from my teacher. I borrowed five thousand, and I still had more than four thousand left. I spent more than six thousand on the plane ticket. I paid for the rest."

Lin Jianlu smiled again, then sighed.

Yu Feihong immediately lowered her head again, almost subconsciously.

For a long time, he didn't speak, and so did she.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she suddenly looked up and, sure enough, he was staring intently at her. She instinctively looked away, but a moment later, she turned back and met his gaze.

There was a hint of melancholy, and a touch of stubbornness.

They stared at each other for a long time.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look out the window, seemingly noticing that it was getting dark, then turned his gaze back. "Come on, let's get you something to eat. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

She shook her head and didn't say anything.

"say!"

But she stubbornly refused to speak.

Her eyes brimmed with increasing grievance—not just from these three days, but from nearly a month of accumulated resentment. It was the result of countless sleepless nights of tossing and turning.

"Don't you want to eat?"

Lin Jianlu was a little surprised, but then decided to give up, "Fine! I'll go by myself!"

He stood up to leave, but the next moment, Yu Feihong stood up as well and grabbed his clothes—she grabbed him, but kept her head down and refused to speak.

In fact, this action is not something she should do at all.

She is an exceptionally proud person at heart, having been so since childhood. It would be completely impossible for her to make such a gesture that expresses affection, carries a hint of coquetry, and is very girlish.

The look in Lin Jianlu's eyes when he turned to look at her clearly showed his surprise.

Look at her, then look down at her hand clutching her clothes.

He reached out and brushed aside a lock of hair that had fallen in front of her eyes, bent down, and looked closely into her evasive eyes. "So, you're planning to never speak again?"

She finally looked up. "Have you...forgave me?"

"Hey! What year's almanac is it?"

He simply brushed her hair back, saying, "I thought something was wrong with you. Is this all it took?"

She nodded. "I was too willful."

He laughed out loud, "Alright, alright, I'm not used to you being so well-behaved. In my memory, you were quite a proud person! ... You flew all this way here, even going bankrupt for this trip. I'm not stupid, how could I not understand?"

A look of relief finally appeared on her face. "Really?"

"Of course it's true! I only get angry for a short while!"

After many days, a relaxed smile appeared on her face for the first time.

But then he actually said, "You! You're really willful!"

But she seemed to have come back to life, daring to argue, "It's just... I want to be willful in front of you. I don't act like this in front of others. Anyway... it's rare!"

This statement surprised Lin Jianlu quite a bit.

In my memory, she shouldn't be able to express her feelings so directly and coquettishly.

But thinking about it again, she'd already gone so far as to borrow money to fly to New York, so it didn't seem like one more word would make a difference—Lin Jianlu laughed, "Let's go, let's get something good to eat!"

This time she didn't hesitate at all and nodded directly, "Okay!"

She's not going to call her Lin Xilei anymore; she can eat whatever she wants at the hotel—she's not going to save herself any money anyway.

Yu Feihong didn't bring any luggage this time. She just took the same wool coat she wore when they first met, put it on, changed her shoes, and that was it.

So they went out together.

After taking only a few steps, Lin Jianlu grabbed her hand. She was a little surprised, but she just turned her head to look at him and then smiled faintly.

(End of this chapter)