Zhang Jingdong said meaningfully: "We are just getting started. Once we are truly together, you will understand how much of a bargain you got by choosing me!"
Yan Ning glanced at Zhang Jingdong with a mix of shyness and delight: "Hey...don’t be in a hurry!"
Zhang Jingdong laughed: "I’m not in a hurry, I’m just giving you a little something to look forward to."
Saying so, he first went around to the passenger side, opened the door, and helped Yan Ning into the seat before he returned to the driver’s side.
Yan Ning stretched out her long legs comfortably: "But your stamina is indeed impressive, no wonder Qin Yu has been in such good form recently."
Zhang Jingdong pursed his lips: "Not to boast, but I was only using seventy percent of my strength when teaching her. If you want, in the future, I’m willing to share all my knowledge with you."
Yan Ning’s eyes flashed playfully, then she pursed her lips: "Okay, let’s get going, or we really will be late!"
Zhang Jingdong carefreely said: "Don’t worry, I’ll make up for the time we lost earlier on the road."
Before Yan Ning could respond, Zhang Jingdong smoothly maneuvered the car, and the white Rolls-Royce quickly left the parking lot.
Once on the highway, Zhang Jingdong switched into racing mode.
Drivers on the road, accustomed to seeing sports cars speeding, were almost all seeing a Rolls-Royce racing for the first time, especially a white one.
Thus, they all gave sidelong glances, some even honked their horns signaling.
And for Yan Ning, it was also the first time seeing Zhang Jingdong race; initially, she felt it was somewhat dangerous and even couldn’t help but ask him to slow down.
But later, when she realized Zhang Jingdong’s driving skills were indeed very impressive, her feelings turned to admiration, astonishment, pride, and pure thrill.
"Zhang Jingdong, dude, you’re really something, I never knew you could drive so well!"
Zhang Jingdong couldn’t help but laugh: "Of course, I’ve got true skills!"
Due to his speeding, what was initially a 40-minute drive required by He Jieyu got reduced to just 18 minutes by him.
They got out of the car and entered the yard.
As the two entered the main building, this time Yuan Mei came up to Zhang Jingdong with respect, saying: "Master!"
Then she turned to Yan Ning: "Ma... Little Madam!"
Yan Ning pouted: "Hey... Sister Mei, I’m older than him, why is he the master and I’m ’Little Madam’?"
Yuan Mei confidently replied: "Master is ’Master’ because he has real skills, and although you are older than the master, you are younger than me, so of course you are ’Little Madam’."
"Besides, doesn’t this title make you seem younger? Are you actually unhappy about it?"
Yan Ning then nodded contentedly: "Alright then."
Yuan Mei led them to the same private room as last time and prepared a table full of delicious food for them.
While they were eating, Yuan Mei once again personally performed for them.
And compared to the last time, in order to help Zhang Jingdong more accurately identify her issues, she nearly exhausted all her skills.
After the meal, Zhang Jingdong patiently and in detail gave pointers on her pipa and guzheng, from which Yuan Mei felt greatly benefited.
Yan Ning also witnessed once again Zhang Jingdong’s extremely high level of musical prowess.
Around 8 PM, the two went downstairs, and Yuan Mei respectfully escorted them to the courtyard gate.
As she watched their car drive away, she then turned back to the yard.
She didn’t head straight back to the main building, but stood in the corridor for a while.
Her mind recalled when Zhang Jingdong was giving advice on the guzheng, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he touched her leg.
A blush immediately appeared on her originally fair face.
Although last time she and Zhang Jingdong had an indirect kiss, she hadn’t dared to think about getting closer to Zhang Jingdong, since he was her best friend’s boyfriend.
But today, driven by Zhang Jingdong’s gaze and his touch, she gradually started to entertain some thoughts.
These past few days, she had learned of Zhang Jingdong’s identity, and also inquired about some of his affairs, knowing that Yan Ning was not his only girlfriend, and she felt that Yan Ning wouldn’t be his last either.
Right now, she didn’t wish to become his girlfriend; she wanted to become his musical soulmate.
As is well known, those who love art often think differently.
In Yuan Mei’s heart, she might never consider the matter of having a boyfriend in her life, but encountering a kindred spirit in music would be the happiest thing in her life.
So far, Zhang Jingdong was almost the only one she had met who fit all her fantasies of a kindred spirit.
In terms of both appearance and musical level, he greatly exceeded her expectations.
While she was lost in various thoughts, at this moment in the speeding white Rolls-Royce on the road, after hesitating for a long time, Yan Ning finally couldn’t help saying: "Unhappy."
Zhang Jingdong was a bit baffled: "Why?"
"Because of me? What did I do?"
"Because you are too excellent. When you were advising Sister Mei, the way she looked at you was almost melting. I’ve never seen her look at a man like that before. She must have fallen for you!"
Zhang Jingdong gave a wry smile and shook his head: "But if I weren’t excellent, you wouldn’t have fallen for me either! So, this only proves that your taste is good!"
Yan Ning sighed: "Although I know that besides Qin Yu you have other women, and I’ve silently accepted your philandering, but... seeing other women fancy you like I do, I... I feel a bit uneasy."