Chapter 702: Chapter 702: Don’t Push Your Luck
Rong Ling didn’t provide a special explanation, and Professor Lu didn’t ask further.
The two of them walked side by side to the entrance.
A car was parked in the slot.
The window slowly rolled down.
Li Yufei got out of the car and walked up to Rong Ling.
Professor Lu’s eyes lit up.
For the first time, he saw Rong Ling beside a member of the opposite sex, and she was such a mature and charming woman.
Li Yufei said, “You must be Professor Lu!”
Professor Lu snapped back to reality and nodded, “Yes! And you are…”
Li Yufei said, “I’m Rong Ling’s girlfriend, my last name is Li.”
With that, she generously extended her hand.
In the sunlight, her fingers were slender, she hadn’t done any nail art, but her naturally beautiful fingers looked very attractive.
Professor Lu reached out and shook her hand, “Hello.”
Rong Ling linked arms with Li Yufei and asked, “Professor Lu, do you have any plans next?”
Professor Lu: “I have an appointment with an old friend.”
Li Yufei volunteered, “Let us give you a ride!”
Professor Lu: “No need, I’ve called a car.”
Just as he finished speaking, a car slowly stopped in front of him.
Professor Lu said, “Goodbye.”
Saying this, he turned and got into the car.
Li Yufei held onto Rong Ling’s arm, and only after seeing Professor Lu into the car, did she express some surprise, “Professor Lu looks so young.”
Rong Ling said, “Yeah.”
He turned to Li Yufei, “Where to next?”
Li Yufei: “It’s still early, why don’t we go for a walk?”
Rong Ling’s sharp brows raised slightly, with a smile in his eyes: “Does this count as a date?”
Li Yufei rarely showed a playful expression: “Why wouldn’t it count?”
…
Jersey City.
Located in the northeastern part of New Jersey, it is a beautiful seaside city with a peaceful side, as well as a bustling metropolitan side.
North of Jersey City is New York, to the east is the Atlantic Ocean, and the Hudson River separates it from Manhattan, looking across the water.
Walking along the Hudson River, you can see rows of towering skyscrapers on the opposite shore.
After dusk, the sunset stains the horizon, reflecting off the sea, making it shimmer.
Crossing the city.
The lively street corners, with a different scenery from back home.
Frenzied and noisy electronic music, full of rhythm.
Two rows of opposite streets, crowded with people.
The roadside bars, some scantily clad bikini dancers wearing ten-centimeter stilettos, stood on the bar counters, twisting their bodies to the passionate music.
Passing men occasionally gave them the finger frantically.
Li Yufei walked with Rong Ling’s arm, walking aimlessly against the crowd.
She rarely had the leisure to walk on such bustling streets.
In a foreign land, English filled her ears.
Different culture, different atmosphere, the scenes on the street, all felt novel.
Although it wasn’t a holiday, there were still many people.
Passing by a large open-air stage.
Beneath a huge electronic screen, a band was performing passionately.
Below the stage, people were dancing together to the rhythm of the music, lost in themselves.
There were too many people.
Their way was blocked.
Li Yufei: “It’s so lively.”
Rong Ling: “Yes, so many people.”
The weather was hot.
Compared to those blonde beauties passing by in crop tops, Li Yufei’s attire was much more conservative.
She only brought three sets of clothes with her, a Chanel-style skirt, restrained yet simple, inevitably making her stand out from her surroundings.
Meanwhile, attracting the gaze of many men.
Rong Ling held her hand tightly, threading through the crowd, and as they got further away from the stage, the noise gradually subsided.
Li Yufei: “Turns out, there’s a reason I don’t like shopping. I actually don’t like noisy places.”
Rong Ling: “Look.”
He pointed at a food truck.
A dozen people lined up, buying ice cream.
Rong Ling: “I’ll go buy you an ice cream, wait here for me.”
Li Yufei: “Sure.”
She waited a while, and soon, Rong Ling returned with ice cream, and he also bought a burger.
The two sat on a bench.
Li Yufei took a bite of the burger, surprised: “It’s quite tasty.”
Rong Ling took a bite of the ice cream and couldn’t help but frown: “It’s so sweet.”
Li Yufei couldn’t help but laugh: “You probably don’t know, Americans generally prefer sweet food; their desserts are much sweeter than those back home.”
Rong Ling: “No wonder.”
Li Yufei: “So, if you can’t get used to the food here, you’ll have to cook for yourself.”
Rong Ling: “I’m really good at cooking.”
Li Yufei: “I haven’t tried it, no comment.”
Rong Ling: “The fish soup I made for a certain someone was rated highly by them.”
Li Yufei emphasized: “Apart from the fish soup, I haven’t experienced any of your other cooking skills.”
She paused and added: “Since I was young, my family hired chefs to cook, very picky about food. If I say it’s delicious, it must be on par with a five-star chef’s skills.”
However, Xiaoyi indeed said that her brother’s cooking was delicious, not inferior to a five-star chef.
The food cooked by chefs is exquisite. After all, as a hotel star chef, there are industry standards, so the taste is uniform, and it maintains its level. Every dish, the timing, and seasoning are precisely controlled.
But…
The first time she tasted Rong Ling’s soup, the feeling was indeed different.
Junjun also said that her cooking was better than the Li Family’s chef.
Although, every time she cooked, it was chaotic; sometimes it came out too salty, sometimes too bland, but if she was free to cook for him, Junjun was always very happy!
Li Yufei: “If there’s a chance in the future, I’ll definitely try your dishes.”
Rong Ling: “If you want, I can cook for you tomorrow.”
Li Yufei: “What can you cook?”
Rong Ling: “Whatever you want to eat, I’ll make it for you.”
Li Yufei: “I don’t believe you know that many dishes.”
Rong Ling: “If you want, I can learn on the spot.”
Li Yufei was amused by him: “Alright, I know you’re smart, then cook for me tomorrow! Tomorrow night, I’m flying back home, we won’t see each other for a long time.”
Rong Ling nodded and suddenly asked: “For being so obedient, is there a reward?”
Li Yufei couldn’t help but laugh: “What reward do you want?”
Rong Ling said meaningfully: “Can I have any reward I want?”
He finished speaking and teasingly looked at her.
Li Yufei couldn’t look directly into his eyes and wondered what “mischief” he was thinking of: “Don’t push your luck.”
Rong Ling said arrogantly: “I will push my luck.”
Li Yufei: “What reward do you want, tell me?”
Rong Ling gently wiped the milk off his lips, leaned in close to her ear, lowered his voice, and said meticulously: “Tonight, I want you to…”