Chapter 025: Ten Miles of Spring Breeze, Not as Good as Yiren's Smile
AI generated beautiful image of Chu Yiren
"It's over! It's over!"
"A Lang, you're amazing! You actually wrote such a romantic and beautiful song, preparing to sing it as a duet at our wedding ceremony. Sister, I'm almost falling in love with you!"
"No boy has ever treated me with such sincerity. For a moment, I couldn't believe it."
"A Lang, tell me the truth!"
"Are you really not intentionally approaching me because I'm a chaebol heiress, trying to swindle me out of money and affection?"
Lin Lang, holding his guitar handsomely, replied affectionately, "If I deceive you, I will definitely deceive you for a lifetime."
"Tsk~ If you can believe men, sows can climb trees."
Lin Lang said with feigned affection, "It seems one love song isn't enough to make Sister Yiren open her heart to me. Then, after I finish singing the next song written for you, 'anhe bridge,' how will you react?"
As soon as the prelude to "anhe bridge" began, even passing dogs felt a sense of regret.
Chu Yiren hadn't realized that "anhe bridge" was Lin Lang's ultimate move. She said indifferently, "Alright!"
"I want to hear just how good this 'anhe bridge' written for me can be!"
Lin Lang began strumming the strings, tapping the soundboard, and playing the prelude to "anhe bridge." As soon as the melancholic prelude began, Chu Yiren instantly became emotional. When Lin Lang started singing the lyrics, Chu Yiren felt inexplicably low-spirited.
Let me see you again, from south to north,
Like eyes covered by the Fourth Ring Road.
Please tell me again about that day,
The girl holding the box and the man wiping his sweat.
I know those summers,
Like youth, they won't come back.
What replaces dreams can only be reluctance.
I know the boasts I made,
Will also vanish with a smile of youth.
Let me be trapped in the city, remembering you...
After Lin Lang finished singing the song with his guitar, the lingering impact of "anhe bridge" was so strong that it made Chu Yiren's eyes redden, and she was slow to recover, forgetting to applaud.
Chu Yiren asked, unable to calm down, "A Lang, is your world so gloomy?"
"You've just graduated from university, how can you write such a melancholic yet sophisticated folk song?"
Lin Lang looked at Chu Yiren's tear-filled eyes and replied with feigned affection, "If I can't have Sister Yiren, it would be the regret of my life, wouldn't it?"
Chu Yiren and Lin Lang met each other's gaze, touched by Lin Lang's sincerity and talent. With tears in her eyes, she smiled and said, "A Lang, you're not trying to woo me, you're trying to take my life!"
"Sister Yiren, are you crying because I moved you?"
Chu Yiren sniffled, wiping away tears but retorted stubbornly, "This song brought wind, blowing sand into my eyes."
"This song is so helpless, full of unresolved feelings, I hear sorrow and helplessness in it."
"I hold the strings, my thoughts like a song, just to win Yiren's smile, but Sister seems a bit sad?"
"A Lang, you must understand that not all affections have a result. Some people use up all their luck just by meeting someone. Why bother with this?"
Lin Lang replied affectionately, "If falling in love with me is also your destiny, please don't resist your destiny, Sister Yiren. From now on, let us remember each other and move towards each other!"
"Hehe..."
The chaebol heiress Chu Yiren smiled, gazing affectionately at Lin Lang, her smile so beautiful. She had confirmed with her eyes that she had finally met the right person.
AI generated beautiful image of Chu Yiren
Chu Yiren didn't agree to date Lin Lang, nor did she explicitly refuse. Her ambiguous and vague attitude was more like an unspoken consent to Lin Lang.
At this moment, Chu Yiren's single-minded complex had completely crumbled.
Chu Yiren had never felt such a strong urge to fall in love. She had lost all resistance to Lin Lang and yearned for a sweet sibling-like romance with him.
Experts know when to stop.
Just as the chaebol heiress Chu Yiren was becoming more and more interested in Lin Lang, he prepared to end the conversation, deliberately creating a feeling of wanting more.
Lin Lang glanced at his Rolex watch, then said, "Darling, I have an important lunch engagement, so I must excuse myself!"
"Uh... I haven't even agreed to date you yet, why are you calling me 'darling'?" Chu Yiren's face instantly turned red.
"The eyes of someone in love cannot hide it, Sister Yiren, your eyes have betrayed you."
Lin Lang opened the trunk of the Audi A6, placed his guitar inside, then said gently and charmingly, "Darling, I have many more songs written for you that I haven't sung to you."
"There's no time today. Next time, I'll sing even better original love songs for you."
Chu Yiren's lips curled slightly, her beautiful eyes swirling with myriad charms. She softly responded, "Okay!"
Lin Lang approached the stunningly beautiful Chu Yiren and mischievously asked, "Dearest Sister Yiren, shall we kiss goodbye?"
"Uh..."
Before Chu Yiren could react, she was taken advantage of by Lin Lang once again.
Chu Yiren said, both shy and annoyed, "A Lang, you..."
"Why are you taking advantage of me again?"
Lin Lang put his arm around Chu Yiren's waist and replied with feigned affection, "Sister Yiren's beauty blooms like a flower. I cannot bear to pluck it, lest I startle your delicate orchid. So, I can only touch your lips to savor your wonderfulness."
"Uh... A Lang, you're so good at this!"
"Sister, this is the first time I've heard someone describe taking advantage of a woman in such a sanctimonious, beautiful, and romantic way." Chu Yiren bit her red lip, still wanting more.
Lin Lang gently raised his right hand, teasing the hair near Chu Yiren's bangs, and said intimately and ambiguously, "Sister's lips are so sweet!"
"This sweet taste, it must be you, Sister Yiren, the taste I yearn for day and night!"
Chu Yiren said, her face flushed and heart racing, "A Lang, you've really got me!"
"To capture my heart so easily, you're not a pick-up artist, are you?"
Lin Lang, however, feigned a slight lowering of his head, a hint of faint sadness and helplessness in his eyes, further solidifying his image as a deeply affectionate person.
After his acting was in place.
Lin Lang lifted his head and looked at Chu Yiren with deep affection, saying, "You can choose not to like me, but please don't doubt my sincerity."
Lin Lang's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying an irresistible charm that made Chu Yiren, who had never been in love, completely infatuated.
"I'm sorry, A Lang!"
"I shouldn't have called you a pick-up artist, that's unfair. I hope you're not angry."
Lin Lang intentionally sighed softly after hearing that, as if his heart was filled with endless regret and melancholy, extending his emotional acting perfectly.
"Uh... A Lang, do you really like me that much?"
Lin Lang's eyes sparkled as he replied, "Ten miles of spring breeze are not as good as Yiren's smile. Without Sister by my side for the rest of my life, my life will be meaningless."
Chu Yiren was lost in Lin Lang's clear yet unfathomable eyes.
"Uh... alright, alright!"
"Sister, I'm completely in your grasp!"
The heart-fluttering Chu Yiren said with her last shred of rationality, "If picking up girls had ranks, A Lang, you would definitely be a saint-level heart-stealer, not the harmless, affectionate little puppy you appear to be."
"It seems I, Sister, am going to fall into the hands of you, this brat."
Lin Lang said reluctantly, "Although I really want to stay and be with you, the lunch engagement is very important, so I have to go."
"Be careful on the road, pay attention to safety." Chu Yiren smiled slightly.
"Goodbye, Sister Yiren!"
Lin Lang slipped a business card to Chu Yiren, then opened the car door and got into the driver's seat of the Audi A6.
"Goodbye!"
Chu Yiren took the business card and waved with a smile.
Lin Lang put on his Armani black sunglasses and slowly drove the black Audi A6 sedan out of the Starbucks parking lot.
After watching Lin Lang drive away, Chu Yiren raised her hand to look at the business card.
【Angel Investor: Lin Lang】
Chu Yiren saved Lin Lang's phone number from the business card into her phone contacts, with the note 【angel · Lang】.
"Oh my god!"
"My face is so hot!"
"A breathtakingly handsome boyfriend just fell from the sky. It seems I can't help but have a passionate relationship."
"Being kissed twice by a younger 'little puppy'—today is the craziest day of my life!"
"Why is my mind full of A Lang now?"
"Even though I just met him, it's like I'm possessed by A Lang. His handsome face is haunting my mind."
"Can a chaebol heiress also be a lovesick fool?!"
Chu Yiren tried to calm herself down and dialed her sister-in-law Gu Keqing's phone number. After connecting, she greeted, "Sister-in-law!"
"Hello~ Yiren!" Gu Keqing's voice came through the receiver.
Chu Yiren held her phone and tentatively asked, "I just saw a young man driving your Audi A6 on the streets of Shanghai. Your car wasn't stolen, was it?"
Gu Keqing paused, then lied during the call, "My Audi A6 sedan is borrowed by my distant cousin A Lang for a few days, it wasn't stolen~"
"Then it's fine, Sister-in-law. It's good that your car wasn't stolen!"
"Bye bye..."
Gu Keqing also replied "Bye bye..." during the call.
After Chu Yiren tentatively discovered Lin Lang's identity as her sister-in-law Gu Keqing's cousin during the call, she hung up.
The two only had a brief conversation, but both were hiding many intentions.
Chu Yiren mistakenly thought Lin Lang was her sister-in-law Gu Keqing's cousin.