Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing? Chapter 1008 - The Story of Ling and Heng (271)

Chapter 1008: The Story of Ling and Heng (271)

“Who else wanna have a try? You all look very confident. Come on!” Feng Ling looked at the students who got up from the ground and turned to look at the others.
This time, these people didn’t dare to move anymore. Hesitating for a long time, someone came out.
It was Chen Beiqing who was courting Coach Ling. It was said that his family ran a bank in Boston and he was studying business administration at Harvard University and was about to graduate this year. He had been chasing Coach Ling for a whole year.
However, Coach Ling completely ignored him, giving him no chance at all, and he didn’t even get permission to take her out for a meal.
Gee, Beiqin, are you asking for a beating?
She didn’t agree to date you, so this time you want to trick her into beating you hard and feeling guilty to you?
Feng Ling looked at him expressionlessly. “Mr. Chen, are you sure?”
Chen Beiqing was currently 23 years old. He was studying at Harvard University, which was very close to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in Boston. He had not yet graduated but had already obtained an MBA. He knew Feng Ling better than the others.
The reason was that when Feng Ling first came to work here, Chen Beiqing was kidnapped by a group of gangsters because of a dispute with his family’s bank.
Feng Ling happened to walk pass by the parking lot outside Harvard at that time, and he noticed those people sneaking at the white car. Out of her sensitivity to these gangsters, she immediately realized what they wanted to do.
She recognized the car number of the white limousine. It was the car of Mr. Chen who had just signed up at the martial arts club, so she got a bit more concerned. When the people were going to hijack the car, she stopped her car next to Chen Beiqing’s car, rolled down the car window, and winked at Chen Beiqing, who hadn’t noticed the danger. Reminded by her, Chen Beiqing noticed these gangsters through the rearview mirror, immediately backed his car, accelerated to hit the gangsters away, and then quickly drove away.
They launched a thrilling car chase on a road nearby. Those gangsters were not so easy to shake off. Although Chen Beiqing had no martial skills, he had good driving skills. He hesitated at first, because he didn’t want to leave her behind, but later when he found that she seemed to be fine, he asked her to stop her car in the middle of the road to block these gangsters and he drove away quickly to call the police.
These gangsters were just a piece of cake to Feng Ling.
When the police arrived with Chen Beiqing, those gangsters were already lying on the ground badly battered. Before they could take out the guns in their pockets, Feng Ling had knocked them down.
Learning that it was a kidnapping case, the police took the gangsters away. Chen Beiqing finished communicating with the police and turned around, only to see that Feng Ling had gotten into her car and was about to leave. He immediately opened the door of the copilot seat and sat in.
Feng Ling looked at him in surprise. “What’s up?”
“Why did you help me?” he asked.
Feng Ling said indifferently while fastening the seat belt, “Didn’t you just sign up at our martial arts club? I have some impressions of you, so I gave you a hand.”
“Just so? You know how dangerous these people are! I don’t know you well. What if you are injured by them and I refuse to take any responsibility?”
Feng Ling sneered. “Boy, if I’m not one hundred percent sure, I won’t get myself involved in it. The people I used to deal with are much more dangerous than these people, so they will not cause me any trouble, nor will I need you to take any responsibility. Get out of the car. I’m going home.”
Chen Beiqing raised his eyebrows, looked at her, and suddenly smiled. “Boy? How old are you?”
Feng Ling: “…”
Although she didn’t know how old he was, he should be older than her.
Feng Ling answered expressionlessly, “Twenty-five.”
Chen Beiqing raised his eyebrows. “You don’t look like twenty-five years old.”
“Whatever. Get out of the car! I’m busy. Now that you are not endangered anymore, go about your business.”
Seeing that she was impatient, Chen Beiqing didn’t say anymore. He just opened the car door with a smile and said: “I signed up in the martial arts club just to kill time and didn’t take the classes seriously, but now I have changed my mind. I will attend every class of yours and will never be absent.”
Feng Ling didn’t respond. When he got out of the car, she closed the door and drove the car away.
This was just a small matter for her. She had experienced too many fights and battles. She just saved a student casually and didn’t take it seriously.
However, Chen Beiqing did attend all three classes every week on time as he said. In the first few months, he just came to class on time, but then he brought a bouquet of roses to her every time he came. Feng Ling never accepted his flowers and he simply asked someone to put the flowers on her desk, and then came to class without saying a word.
Over time, Feng Ling had been accustomed to his stubbornness. He never pestered her or demanded anything from her. He just kept gifting her flowers, telling everyone that he liked her and was pursuing her. She had been refusing him by dumping his flowers to the trash can, but he still kept sending her flowers.
Gradually, she didn’t bother to throw the flowers away but just let the flowers be there. The office cleaner would exclaim with excitement every time she came to clean the office, “Oh, new flowers again? There’s no room in my family’s vases for all these flowers. The ones from last time are still fresh. It seems I need to buy two more vases!”
He occasionally tried to invite her to dinner, but she refused, so did she when he asked her to watch a movie with him.
Feng Ling didn’t take his courting seriously. Although Chen Beiqing had been courting her out of class, during class, he was always a good student.
Hearing that she asked “Are you sure?”, Chen Beiqing just smiled and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.