Chapter 930: Chapter 2: Brilliant Sparks, Deep Affection Cannot Be Betrayed

Their eyes met, and Feng Yuning was momentarily stunned. She put on a pleasing smile, "Uncle..."

Half an hour later, Feng Yuning was steadily dropped off at the entrance of Furong Street.

Watching the black Bentley Mulsanne drive away, Feng Yuning muttered through gritted teeth, "What a miserly man, just because I mentioned his age a few more times, he dropped me off here!"

Half an hour earlier, Feng Chengjin looked coldly at his oldest niece without saying much, but as Feng Yuning coquettishly tried to please him, he curled his lips mischievously. When they got a few streets away from GIO Investment Bank...

At this point, Feng Yuning found it difficult to hail a taxi, as the combination of one-way streets and high-end business district meant few cars passed by. Looking at the distance...

Really, it’s too close for a taxi and too far to walk.

Thinking of her uncle’s childish temperament, Feng Yuning propped her head in the snow, feeling slightly drunk.

Twenty minutes later:

Feng Yuning walked to the entrance of GIO in her sheepskin short boots.

In the cold, flying snow, her feet felt slightly chilled.

At this moment, Yu Yuanshen had just finished a meeting and was about to go to another company’s site with a CEO, just about to get in the car.

In the snowy weather, Yu Yuanshen’s already graceful demeanor, complemented by the pure white snow, had a refreshingly clean feel.

Today, he wore a light brown suit with a coat of the same color and a white shirt collar, giving him a dashing British style.

From a distance, the youthful and sunny Feng Yuning seemed quite a match with the extraordinary Yu Yuanshen.

But suddenly, his tall figure paused, slightly surprised, glancing sidelong across the street.

Their eyes met when he saw Feng Yuning waving her small hands almost joyfully.

Yu Yuanshen’s expression instantly changed, quickly getting into the car, his lips trembling slightly as he said, "Go, go quickly!"

The CEO and the driver accompanying him couldn’t fathom why Yu Yuanshen had suddenly changed like this.

However, Chen Si Heng, who came along, seemed to understand something.

Especially as he watched Feng Yuning looking left and right at the road as if she wanted to cross, within the car, Yu Yuanshen saw this and turned pale.

Chen Si Heng couldn’t hold back his laughter, secretly chuckling with quivering shoulders.

A snicker escaped his lips, causing his shoulders to shake slightly.

This reaction only garnered an angrier glare from Yu Yuanshen.

Chen Si Heng was thoroughly amused, but he didn’t make things too difficult for Yu Yuanshen, seeing them off on schedule and closing the car door.

As the vehicle vanished into the distance, Feng Yuning had just reached the rear of the car.

Shouting, "Hey!"

But only the car’s exhaust responded to her call.

She was left dumbfounded.

Locking eyes again with Chen Si Heng.

Chen Si Heng lightly shrugged his shoulders, with an elegant demeanor, "President Yu has matters to attend to. Miss Feng, your timing wasn’t great."

What do you mean not great! Clearly, they were just jumping into each other’s pants to keep her from pursuing Yu Yuanshen!

Feng Yuning, having studied abroad, with her proud nature, didn’t see anything wrong with a girl chasing a man. However, Yu Yuanshen’s repeated avoidance of her lately did make her slightly...

Pursing her lips, she stared speechlessly with her bright eyes, "How much do you all dislike me..."

"Uh..." Chen Si Heng was momentarily speechless.

Actually, it’s not that they don’t like her. Feng Yuning, with her beauty, nobility, sunny personality, and a hint of playful mischief, is quite attractive.

But considering that Feng Yuning is, after all, Feng Chengjin’s niece, both he and Yu Yuanshen find looking at Feng Yuning is more like looking at a junior. When a junior pursues a senior... anyone with some sense would want to prevent it, right?

Chen Si Heng sized up Feng Yuning, unable to find the words.

In the snowy weather, Feng Yuning, who ventured out for the sake of beauty in just a thin cashmere coat, stomped her feet and said, "It’s freezing, he doesn’t want to see me, but you could at least buy me a cup of coffee, right?"

Reaching out his hand, Chen Si Heng nodded with a gentlemanly smile, a hint of helplessness and perhaps a touch of indulgence, inviting Feng Yuning upstairs.

...

In the office, woven with golden and luxurious silver-gray elements, the metallic lines were simple yet stylish.

After coming upstairs and warming up, Feng Yuning bypassed Chen Si Heng’s office, pretending to "make a wrong turn," and slipped into Yu Yuanshen’s office for a look.

Chen Si Heng knew what she was up to, but trusting the discipline within noble families, he didn’t think Feng Yuning would do anything excessively outrageous. She was just looking around, so he held his coffee cup, one hand in his pocket, and smiled along.

Feng Yuning carefully observed.

She liked her uncle’s black-and-white American-style office.

However, Yu Yuanshen’s strong modern fashion sense seemed more to her taste.

Among the four wall-mounted computers, the LCD screens swiftly displayed the day’s stock market fluctuations, showcasing the owner’s expertise.

The black lacquered desk held a neat Parker pen, reflecting the owner’s cleanliness.

Sweeping over the neatly arranged stack of documents, the spotless floor, and the well-maintained private outdoor garden...

Feng Yuning had to admit that compared to her uncle’s charming allure, she preferred Yu Yuanshen’s restrained elegance.

Finally, her gaze landed on a warm photo of Yu Yuanshen holding Yu Youxuan on his desk—

Feng Yuning bent over and studied it with a gentle smile on her lips.

Seeing this, Chen Si Heng asked, "Do you like Youxuan?"

"Yes." She answered straightforwardly, surprising Chen Si Heng slightly, "You... don’t mind?"

Unable to find the right words, Chen Si Heng hesitated in his speech.

But as Feng Yuning turned around, she seemed to understand what Chen Si Heng was trying to say.

With a light laugh, her sparkling eyes were bright, "Do you think I’d mind if the man I like has a child?"

"..." Chen Si Heng paused, then said, "Isn’t this something that girls your age typically consider when choosing a partner?"

Feng Yuning shook her head, standing up straight, "I care more about whether the man I like shares my values, whether we have common beliefs especially in terms of values and outlook on life."

The impactful words from such a young woman, only twenty-five, momentarily shocked Chen Si Heng...

But in the next moment, he thought he was overthinking it. A young girl is still a young girl, a junior is always a junior.

Suddenly, Feng Yuning leaned in, batting her eyes, and asked, "When does President Yu get back? Does he usually work overtime at night? If so, until what time..."

Her words revealed a persistent determination—

Making Chen Si Heng focus on the mischievous glint in her eyes, unable to suppress a hearty laugh.

Meanwhile, in the Bentley Continental, Yu Yuanshen, three kilometers beyond Feng Yuning’s reach, was enjoying a pleasant conversation with the CEO in the car.

Suddenly, a chill ran down his neck, causing him to shiver uncontrollably...