Chapter 15 Obsessed With Her Voice

• Qi Sihuan hugged the beer bottles in a daze. “I knew her since we were in high school, and I waited six years for her. During those six years, I thought about her every single day. I thought that everything would be alright if I just waited for her to return, but now it seems like it was just my wishful thinking.”
• Qi Sihuan laughed bitterly. “Uncle, you must think that I'm a joke.”
• Feng Lanhe looked at him thoughtfully. Without a word, he walked to Qi Sihuan's side and sat down before ordering a glass of whiskey.
• “Uncle, are you drinking with me? I remember that you don't like to drink in places like this.” Qi Sihuan looked at him in surprise.
• Feng Lanhe remained silent and took a sip of the whiskey. It was strong but tasted decent, so he took another sip. His neat and suave appearance attracted many women's attention.
• “My goodness, he is so handsome!”
• “How can a man be this good-looking? I want to get his number!”
• There were two girls who shrieked like fans. Another one was about to take the initiative to say hello, but she was frightened off by Feng Lanhe's sharp glare. She did not dare to approach him any further and could only admire him from afar.
• Qi Sihuan smiled while resting his head on the table, and he looked at Feng Lanhe foolishly. “Uncle, there is something that I don't quite understand. Can I ask you about it?”
• “Go on,” Feng Lanhe replied languidly.
• Qi Sihuan tilted his head. “Uncle, do you have a woman in your heart as well?”
• Feng Lanhe, who was holding onto his glass, froze momentarily and pursed his luscious lips. “Why do you say that?”
• “You are the president of Diye Group and extremely influential in Yun City. Since you can have any woman, so why are you still single?” In addition to that, Feng Lanhe was extremely dashing as well, and his family had been urging him to get married, so why was he dragging it out?
• Although Qin Suer had been with Feng Lanhe all these years and Qi Sihuan also knew that Feng Lanhe had been supporting her, he was starting to sense that there was no love between them.
• “If you really liked Qin Suer, you wouldn't have delayed your wedding for six years. You probably have another woman hidden in your heart. Am I right?”
• The question hit Feng Lanhe right in the spot and he grew silent, but his expression remained calm nonetheless.
• However, Qi Sihuan knew that he had acknowledged it with his silence.
• There was an implicit understanding between men. Although nothing was said, they were still able to guess what the other person was thinking.
• As though he had found a new bestie, Qi Sihuan immediately leaned closer to Feng Lanhe and curiously asked, “Uncle, what type of woman is she?”
• “Why are you asking so much?” Feng Lanhe chided him.
• Qi Sihuan responded disappointedly, “Oh.” Then he went back to hugging his beer bottle. “The girl I like is my childhood sweetheart. We have known each other for years, and she has the sweetest smile that I have ever seen. Our school used to have tournaments, and she would always be there. Uncle, do you know the feeling when a girl you like is watching you compete?”
• Feng Lanhe's expression remained cold. “I don't know.”
• “Well, I know. That's why I love her so much. After harboring these feelings for so many years, how could I simply let go? When I went to look for her today, I even wanted to ask her to marry me. But before I could say anything, she had already dumped me. It really hurts. What should I do...”
• He grabbed Feng Lanhe's sleeve, desperate for an answer.
• Feng Lanhe smoothly retracted his hand and flattened his sleeve. “If you like her so much, then pursue her. If you can't, then switch your target to someone else. After all, there are still plenty of women in this world.”
• “Uncle, you are right! I can't give up so easily!” Feng Lanhe's words ignited hope in Qi Sihuan. After he clinked his glass with Feng Lanhe's, he took a sip. After that, he continued to interrogate Feng Lanhe, “By the way, do I know the woman you like?”
• “You don't know her.” Feng Lanhe shook his head and smiled faintly.
• Qi Sihuan was curious. “Who is she?”
• Feng Lanhe said, “I don't know.”
• “Uncle, you must be teasing me. Who doesn't even know who his own crush is?” Qi Sihuan laughed heartily. As he laughed, he lay on the bar counter intoxicatedly and fell asleep.
• The staff who were nearby called Qi Sihuan several times, but there was no response. They took his bill and were unsure what to do with it. Feng Lanhe raised his eyebrows and gracefully took out his black card. “I will settle his bill.”
• “Okay, sir.” The staff smiled as he took the card.
• Feng Lanhe took another sip of his whiskey. His eyes were dark and intense. Indeed, he did not know who that woman was and only faintly remembered a birthmark on her chest and her attractive voice. All these years, she had lingered in his dreams, and he could stop dreaming about her nor forget her.
• Feng Lanhe always felt a sense of hatred toward Qin Suer and thought that she was too pretentious. She had a strong sense of purpose, which felt completely different from the woman that night.
• Feng Lanhe did not know what he was waiting for either. Perhaps he was just waiting for some sort of feeling to develop.
• After he dropped Qi Sihuan at the Qi family's residence, Feng Lanhe returned to the hotel and even stayed in room 797. After that fateful night, he decided that room 797 would be exclusively his and bought it over.
• He stayed for the night and the next morning, Feng Lanhe headed straight to the office. He was about to drive into the garage when he saw a woman walking on the sidewalk. It was Qin Shuhan.
• She had just bought breakfast from the roadside; a cup of milk and a steaming hot bun. Feng Lanhe slowed down and just when Qin Shuhan was beside his car, he sounded the car horn. Beep!
• The woman beside the car got the shock of her life. The milk that she had just inserted a straw into fell to the ground. She was dumbfounded and moments later, she jumped in anger. “Who is this inconsiderate driver!”
• In the car, the man's lips curled upwards. He rolled up the car window and drove away quickly.
• “He didn't even apologize! How rude!” Qin Shuhan was furious and her heart ached at the sight of the spilled milk. She picked it up and threw it into the bin. Right then, she thought of the evil president who had deducted her salary. As Qin Shuhan looked at the milk in the bin, she tried to hold in her anger. Bitterly, she ate her bun and went to work.
• All the colleagues avoided Qin Shuhan and looked at her from afar, discussing among themselves. Qin Shuhan thought it was very unusual, and she asked the supervisor, “Why is everyone acting so strangely today?”
• The supervisor scanned her surroundings before she smiled and asked, “Where did you and the president go last night?”
• Qin Shuhan felt that the supervisor's smile was somewhat unnatural. She asked confusedly, “Is there a problem?”
• “I did not even know that you and the president have a special relationship. I was in the wrong previously. I hope that you won't take it to heart.” The supervisor assumed that Qin Shuhan had admitted to it and took the opportunity to flatter her. Her tone was pleasant and respectful toward Qin Shuhan.
• Qin Shuhan was baffled by the change in her attitude. “The president and I do not know each other. You have misunderstood.”
• “Don't deny it. This is the first in many years since the president had allowed a woman to take his car. Even his fiancée, Qin Suer, did not have the privilege to receive such treatment from him.” Previously, the supervisor did not understand why the president got angry when she chased away a new employee. Now, she understood that it was because their president fancied Qin Shuhan!