Sweet Moments with Ye Zi

Ye Zi had been busy working on an IPO project for a company in Jiangsu, focusing on the prospectus. Now that it was almost done and submitted to the China Securities Regulatory Commission for review, she finally had some free time. This allowed the couple to enjoy a brief period of sweet togetherness.

That Friday, Ye Zi surprisingly finished work at 5 PM sharp. Murong Feng specially came to pick her up. She excitedly ran out of the building, opened the car door, and jumped in with an enthusiastic shout, "Murong, let's go to the supermarket! I want to buy lots and lots of food and cook you a grand feast this weekend!"

Murong Feng shook his head with a laugh, "You? Ye Zi, shouldn't you say you want to buy lots of food so I can cook you a grand feast?" Ye Zi immediately put on a pitiful puppy face, "Brother Murong, Ye Zi wants a grand feast!"

Murong Feng laughed heartily, pinched her little nose, and then drove to Sam's Club. Although they didn't live together, Ye Zi often spent the night at his apartment. Murong Feng was a great cook and frequently prepared delicious meals for Ye Zi. Her biggest joy was shopping for groceries and waiting for Murong Feng to cook her a delicious meal.

Sam's Club was crowded on the weekend. Murong Feng pushed the shopping cart, watching Ye Zi excitedly weave through the crowd to pick out seafood, meat, fruits, and large packs of discounted chips and cookies, exclaiming about the great deals. He felt that life was genuine and joyful.

On the way home, stuck in traffic with piano music playing in the background, he listened to Ye Zi complain about the harsh business directors and executive directors at her company. She also shared amusing stories about her roommate being courted by several boys. Murong Feng responded casually, and Ye Zi's enthusiasm grew with his comments, her laughter ringing out often.

Murong Feng found that as long as Ye Zi was by his side, he felt inexplicably surrounded by joy and laughter.

Back at Murong Feng's apartment, the kitchen came to life with Ye Zi washing and prepping vegetables and Murong Feng cooking up a storm.

"Murong, should we steam this fish?"

"Sure."

"Murong, I really want to try your spicy shrimp."

"Okay..."

"Murong, let me try..."

"No way, you're just going to burn the eggs again! Go wash the tomatoes; I'll do the cooking!"

Under Ye Zi's expectant and admiring gaze, Murong Feng prepared a sumptuous dinner.

After taking off his apron, Murong Feng still looked so handsome that Ye Zi's heart raced. He turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only the golden candlesticks on the dining table. As the candles were lit and the sound system played The Daydream's piano music, the romantic, gentle melodies made Ye Zi feel like she was in a beautiful dream during their candlelight dinner.

After pouring wine into their glasses and taking his seat, Murong Feng noticed Ye Zi looking at him with eyes full of love and admiration. He couldn't help but smile and ask, "Ye Zi, why are you looking at me like that?"

Ye Zi's voice was dreamy, "Murong, I'm so happy... I want to pinch myself to see if I'm dreaming!" She suddenly pinched her arm, "Ouch! It hurts! It's real." Murong Feng rolled his eyes. This girl was always up to something! Shaking his head with a smile, he raised his glass and said, "Ye Zi, I haven't had much time to spend with you these days. You've been working so hard with all the overtime, so today's feast is my way of apologizing and rewarding you!" Ye Zi didn't raise her glass. Instead, she quickly got up, kissed Murong Feng on the cheek, then sat back down, giggling, "A kiss from this beauty is your reward for making this wonderful feast!"

Murong Feng growled playfully, "Don't think one kiss is enough of a reward! Tonight, I'll make sure you repay me properly!" Ye Zi blushed and pretended to be scared, "Oh no, Ye Zi is so afraid!" They laughed and clinked their glasses, starting to eat the delicious food. Ye Zi especially loved the steamed carp and spicy shrimp that Murong Feng made, eating with great relish.

Despite talking on the phone every day, they hadn't seen each other much lately. This night together was filled with endless affection. Ye Zi loved Murong Feng deeply and, having not seen him for days, was particularly passionate and proactive that night, making Murong Feng feel incredibly fortunate. The sensations and emotions of their intimate moments were indescribable.

The next morning, Murong Feng woke up early and gently extricated himself from Ye Zi's embrace. Reflecting on their passionate night, he sighed at his indulgence. He had always maintained a good habit of running on the treadmill for half an hour in the morning, taking a hot shower, and then making breakfast for Ye Zi.

When breakfast was ready, he called Ye Zi to wake up, leading to another bout of intimacy. After she finally got up, washed up, and finished breakfast, the cheerful Ye Zi began planning their activities for the day.

"First, you have to go shopping with me. No matter how long I take or how many outfits I try on, you're not allowed to complain! When I'm trying clothes, you must say whether they look good or not. You can't say 'whatever' or 'it's up to you!' After shopping, you have to take me to the zoo. You have to buy me balloons and ice cream and help me buy grass to feed the camels. After the zoo, you have to take me to a movie. I get scared watching horror movies, so you have to hold me and comfort me!"

Ye Zi, wearing a fresh light green T-shirt and white shorts, sat on the bed counting on her fingers. Her fair, slender legs were tantalizing, and her playful expression made Murong Feng want to hold her and shower her with affection. But after hearing her plan, he stared at Ye Zi in disbelief and mumbled, "Ye Zi, are you the legendary 'tiger girlfriend'?"

Ye Zi laughed so hard at her own words that she couldn't catch her breath, collapsing onto the bed in a fit of giggles. Murong Feng could no longer resist and pounced on her, pinning her down. He laughed, "Okay, I'll follow your plan outside, but at home, you have to listen to me! Now I need to punish you for being a wild girlfriend!" Ye Zi shrieked, "Brother Murong, I won't do it again, please forgive me, mmph..." She was silenced by Murong Feng's kiss.

That weekend was full of joy and happiness. They went shopping hand in hand, visiting Wangfujing's Oriental Plaza, New Dongan Market, Xidan's Joy City, Junefield Department Store, and Grand Pacific Mall. Ye Zi enthusiastically picked out clothes for herself and Murong Feng. Murong Feng dutifully carried her bags and followed her every instruction without complaint. Although they didn't have time to visit the zoo, they went to Wanda Cinema to watch a movie, not a horror film but a British romantic drama. Ye Zi was moved to tears by the plot, and Murong Feng had to comfort her until she smiled again.

Ye Zi had been working on the listing project of a company in Jiangsu, and had been busy with the prospectus. Now that it was mostly finished and submitted to the China Securities Regulatory Commission for review, she finally had some free time. This allowed the couple to enjoy a brief period of sweet togetherness.

Murong Feng shook his head with a laugh, "You? Ye Zi, shouldn't you say you want to buy lots of food so I can cook you a grand feast?" Ye Zi immediately put on a pitiful puppy-dog face, "Brother Murong, Ye Zi wants a grand feast!"

Murong Feng found that as long as Ye Zi was by his side, he felt inexplicably surrounded by joy and laughter.

Back at Murong Feng's apartment, the kitchen came to life with Ye Zi washing and prepping vegetables and Murong Feng cooking up a storm.

"Murong, should we steam this fish?"

"Sure."

"Murong, I really want to eat your spicy shrimp."

"Okay..."

"Murong, let me try..."

"No way, you're just going to burn the eggs again! Go wash the tomatoes; I'll do the cooking!"

Under Ye Zi's expectant and admiring gaze, Murong Feng prepared a sumptuous dinner.

Such a weekend made Ye Zi blissfully happy.

In the days that followed, Murong Feng would pick up and drop off Ye Zi at work. Although she often spent the night at his apartment, she still insisted on maintaining her independence. She believed that a little distance in a relationship made love sweeter. To be honest, Murong Feng also enjoyed the feeling of dropping Ye Zi off at her apartment after a happy evening together.

Sometimes, he would walk her to the entrance, and after a kiss, watch her giggle and turn back frequently with a look of longing. He'd stand by his car, smoke a cigarette, and wait for the light in her room to turn on. When she opened her window and waved at him to leave, the scene was as beautiful as a love poem, evoking a deep sense of warmth. Driving back home, with music playing and the wind in his face, he thought about the beautiful girl thinking of him in a distant room, feeling exceptionally sweet. Even saying goodnight on MSN felt special.

Okay, Murong Feng admitted, his love for Ye Zi was intoxicatingly passionate and sweetly overwhelming.

The only regret was that although Ye Zi's project was waiting for feedback from the Securities Regulatory Commission, she couldn't take time off because she might need to start working immediately once the feedback came. Therefore, she couldn't go to Hong Kong with him to attend Huo Siqi's piano recital.

Having promised Huo Siqi, Murong Feng didn't want to disappoint her. So, one afternoon a month later, he flew to Hong Kong with Tang Qing to attend Huo Siqi's solo piano recital at the Hong Kong Cultural Center the next day.

At Beijing Capital International Airport, Tang Qing was bored and wandered around the duty-free cosmetics store. Her cosmetics were usually sent directly from Paris by her friends, so she rarely bought anything here.

Murong Feng bought a few teddy bear lighters and, seeing Tang Qing browsing cosmetics, called Ye Zi to ask if she wanted anything. Ye Zi rarely wore makeup and didn't want anything. But her roommate Liu Yu was next to her, and hearing that Murong Feng was at the duty-free shop, she excitedly asked Ye Zi to bring back some cosmetics. Thus, Murong Feng ended up shopping for a bunch of cosmetics with Tang Qing, much to her amusement.

In fact, the duty-free shop wasn't much cheaper than regular stores, but women loved to shop there.

Watching the millionaire Murong Feng awkwardly pushing a cart full of cosmetics to the checkout, Tang Qing realized how deep Murong Feng's feelings for Ye Zi were, and she felt a bit wistful.

Dragonair's flight from Beijing to Hong Kong was an Airbus A330. Tang Qing was very satisfied with the newly designed first-class cabin. It was Murong Feng's first time flying first class, and he was amazed at the difference compared to domestic flights. "This first class is so different from the first class I've seen on domestic flights," he said with a surprised smile to Tang Qing, who was already reclining in her fully-flat seat.

Tang Qing took a sip of her drink from the personal cocktail tray and smiled comfortably, "Domestic flights usually use smaller planes, so the first class you see there is more like business class. International flights use newer and larger planes. This flight is quite nice. Emirates' Airbus A380 first class is the best. It's like a private cabin with a night sky simulation system that makes you feel like you're sleeping under the stars. If you ever go to Dubai to see the Burj Al Arab, you should try it." She looked at Murong Feng and suddenly laughed, "You seem quite relaxed now. If you were a busy tycoon flying frequently, you'd probably buy a private jet. Then the facilities and environment would be entirely up to you, as comfortable as you want."

Murong Feng shook his head with a smile, "Not interested. I don't want to be that type of workaholic." Tang Qing smiled, "You're too laid-back. Otherwise, becoming a tycoon wouldn't be impossible for you!" Murong Feng smiled without responding. He did have some plans for development but didn't feel the need to share everything with Tang Qing.

The plane landed at Hong Kong's Chek Lap Kok International Airport late at night. Tang Qing hadn't informed Bao Zixian and the others; otherwise, they would have come to pick them up and insisted they stay at their family villas. Tang Qing preferred the freedom of staying in hotels, so they checked into the InterContinental Hong Kong in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Tang Qing laughed excitedly, saying that although there were many ultra-luxurious five-star hotels in Hong Kong, she still preferred the InterContinental for its 180-degree view of Victoria Harbour from the suites. After checking in, Murong Feng also deeply agreed with Tang Qing. The entire room had floor-to-ceiling glass walls overlooking the stunning night view of Victoria Harbour.

Murong Feng wanted to pay, but Tang Qing said, "I never have to pay for these places. Our company brings them so much business, a little discount covers my expenses." Murong Feng laughed. At their level, these things indeed didn't matter. He smiled and let it go.

Murong Feng stayed in a deluxe suite with a sea view. After a hot shower, his fatigue from the flight eased considerably. Wearing a luxurious bathrobe, he put on a Robin Spielberg piano CD on the Bose sound system, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, lit a cigar, and gazed at the lights of the boats in Victoria Harbour. The deep blue waters, illuminated by the neon lights of the skyscrapers on Hong Kong Island, were dazzling.

Murong Feng suddenly missed Ye Zi. Reflecting on their sweet times together, he smiled. It was a pity she couldn't come. He had hoped to take her to Disneyland, but it would have to wait for another time. After all, for him now, going to Hong Kong was no different from a trip to Tongzhou.

He remembered Zhao Nian talking about going shopping in Hong Kong when they had money. She had once come to Hong Kong for work but could only afford a few inexpensive cosmetics. She was thrilled even with that. Murong Feng had never had the chance to visit Hong Kong before.

Now, standing in the most luxurious hotel suite in Hong Kong, looking over Victoria Harbour, smoking a cigar, he realized the woman he missed was someone else who deeply loved him. Perhaps that was life...

As he pondered, the doorbell rang.

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