novelraw Chapter 839 839: Double Standards!
Chapter 839 839: Double Standards!
Zhang Qinyao's home is on the fourth floor.
Upstairs, Zhang Qinyao bitterly apologized to Jiang Feng, "Brother Feng, my mom is just like that, please don't mind..."
Jiang Feng calmly nodded, "It's fine."
To be honest, it wasn't that Jiang Feng was so magnanimous, but he came today for Zhang Qinyao, not her mom, so why would he care about Yang Jingjing's attitude?
After entering, Zhang Qinyao stretched her delicate feet to change into slippers and then said to Jiang Feng, "Brother Feng, let's go to my room first, we'll come out later."
She feared that Jiang Feng would be left outside to face Yang Jingjing's criticism, so she simply thought it best to avoid her sight completely.
"Anything is fine."
Jiang Feng expressed no opinion and followed Zhang Qinyao to her room.
This was Jiang Feng's first time in Zhang Qinyao's boudoir. He found the interior entirely in pink tones, giving a dreamy and romantic vibe.
The room wasn't large but was decorated in a very chic way, with a soft, comfortable Simmons bed covered with pink summer quilts arranged neatly, exuding a rich fragrance.
By the bed was a wardrobe and a desk, on which there was a laptop and a white iPad.
On the built-in bookshelf by the window were many books, with a pot of cactus on the top, and the windowsill was filled with fragrant little flowers.
Besides that, the most noticeable thing was a huge makeup mirror opposite the wardrobe, filled with various mid-to-high-end cosmetics.
It was evident that when Zhang Qinyao used to live at home, she loved beauty and liked to put on makeup before going out. But this situation has become rare now, as she habitually goes out without makeup with Nangong Qingcheng and the others.
"Brother Feng, sit wherever you like." Zhang Qinyao ran over to help Jiang Feng prepare the bed and then, with slightly flushed cheeks, invited Jiang Feng to sit down.
No matter what, Jiang Feng had come to a very private place of hers, and her boudoir since childhood had never been entered by any male, which gave her a tender and sweet feeling in her heart.
"Hmm."
Jiang Feng casually sat on the bed, thinking that this was where Zhang Qinyao had slept since she was a child, making him feel a bit strange inside, but he didn't show it.
At that moment, Yang Jingjing entered with Zhong Junkun.
As soon as they entered, Yang Jingjing was enthusiastic, helping Zhong Junkun with slippers, scolding her husband Zhang Dajiang to make tea for the guest, and then rushing to the kitchen to wash fruits.
It could be said she was attentive to every detail.
In contrast, she indeed had no intention of hosting Jiang Feng. Knowing well that Jiang Feng and her daughter were in the room, she ignored them entirely.
"Xiao Zhong, this is the dragon fruit Auntie just bought, have a taste. Although Auntie's home can't compare to your grand mansion, I still hope you feel at home here, please don't be reserved!"
Yang Jingjing eagerly brought a plate of freshly washed, cut dragon fruit to Zhong Junkun, smiling as she spoke.
"Hmm, I'm not reserved."
Zhong Junkun absentmindedly took a piece of dragon fruit and tossed it into his mouth, then intentionally spoke to Yang Jingjing, "Auntie, as soon as Yaoyao came in, she went straight to her room; she didn't even come to the living room. Does she have so much to talk about with her 'friend'?"
Yang Jingjing caught on quickly, knowing Zhong Junkun was jealous. She hurriedly smiled and said, "Alright, I'll call her out right now! This child is really impolite!"
Then, Yang Jingjing went straight to Zhang Qinyao's room door and scolded, "Yaoyao, what are you doing? Why are you holed up in there? Come out and entertain the guest!"
"I'm entertaining a guest, I don't have time!"
Zhang Qinyao snapped back coldly. She was sitting bashfully beside Jiang Feng, excitedly recounting her childhood stories to him when Yang Jingjing disrupted her mood.
"What do you mean no time? Then come to the kitchen and help me wash some vegetables, lend a hand; it's better than sitting around here. I can't manage on my own!"
Yang Jingjing just couldn't stand her daughter sitting so close to Jiang Feng, so she tried all sorts of things to get Zhang Qinyao to come out.
Zhang Qinyao was initially angry, but then thought that Jiang Feng would have lunch at home too. Since it was his first time here, she had to prepare well for him!
In that case, Zhang Qinyao had to stand up, embarrassedly telling Jiang Feng, "Brother Feng, you just sit; feel free to look around the room; I'll go out to help."
Jiang Feng nodded, signaling her to go about her business.
Yang Jingjing at the door gave Jiang Feng a cold look before heading to the kitchen.
In the living room, Zhong Junkun was finally satisfied when he saw Zhang Qinyao come out.
However, he had nothing to say with the cowardly Zhang Dajiang next to him, who, apart from constantly urging him to drink water, had nothing proper to talk about.
"Xiao Zhong, do you smoke?" Zhang Dajiang finally couldn't sit still and awkwardly asked Zhong Junkun.
"I don't." Zhong Junkun shook his head impatiently.
He did smoke, with two expensive packs of Huanghe Lou 08 in his pocket, but he was unwilling to share them with Zhang Dajiang, feeling he didn't deserve such good cigarettes.
"I'll smoke then; I'll go to the balcony for a smoke, you just sit tight..." Zhang Dajiang said with a wry smile and then got up to the balcony.
Zhong Junkun's anger flared; being ignored like this was a feeling he had never experienced before from childhood.
Unwilling to let it go, he got up and headed toward Zhang Qinyao's room.
At that moment, Jiang Feng was sitting idly on Zhang Qinyao's bed and casually opened a drawer, taking out a photo.
What surprised him was that at first glance, his nose suddenly felt hot.
It was a private photo of Zhang Qinyao taken in the room. She rarely wore a short skirt and black stockings, taking a selfie in front of the mirror.
Her legs, donned in sheer black stockings, were perfectly showcased, incredibly long, smooth, and white.
There was no extra fat to be found on those legs, the proportion was perfect, and the straight legs and full hips formed a beautiful curve.
The round butt slightly lifted, with the hem of the short skirt slightly parted, hanging to mid-thigh, drawing a graceful round and full curve inward.
Her waist was delicate enough to wrap around with one hand, her smooth belly flat as a plain.
Slender calves were straight and evenly proportioned.
Her dainty feet revealing an inherent allure, made one irresistibly want to cradle her feet in their hands and admire them.
The photo was even more enticing than Zhang Qinyao herself, causing an unexpected surge in Jiang Feng's nose, prompting him to hurriedly put down the photo.
Just then, he suddenly heard footsteps at the door, frowned, and looked up to see Zhong Junkun walking in with a mocking smile!