The Crippled Boss's Outstanding Substitute Wife | Book 2

324.Meet You Next Month

Lim Feng nodded. The waiter was used to his mysterious character. He brought Lim Feng to his seat and poured him water. That was the most ordinary seat in the restaurant. There was no window, but the white piano in front of the hall could be seen clearly. This piano was well maintained. No traces of age could be seen, and it was also somewhat out of place with the retro environment around the restaurant.

Not long after Lim Feng's dishes were served, a slim and graceful figure sat in front of the piano. She wore a white cheongsam, and her body was graceful. She sat straight in front of the piano, her posture elegant and calm. Her chin was slightly raised, she was confident and beautiful, and others would want to see what her face looked like. Unfortunately, she wore a broad hat on her head, which covered her face. Only her fair chin and little red lips could be seen.

Beside the piano was a guide stick. "How could such a beautiful and elegant woman be blind?" Many guests who saw the woman for the first time could not help but feel sorry for her as they thought.

The woman did not notice the pity gazes from the customers. Her fair hands landed on the piano keys. The crisp sound of the piano rang out as if it was telling a moving story. It was continuous, and everyone was immersed in the melody of the piano.

Lim Feng crossed his hands, and his gaze fell on the piano before him. It was unknown whether he was looking at the piano or the pianist. But he did not eat the food on his table as if he was not here to have his meal.

When the song ended, everyone applauded. The woman stood up, bowed slightly to everyone, and sat back on the piano bench to continue playing. At this moment, the light next to Lim Feng suddenly dimmed, and a beautiful and aggressive woman sat at the side of his dining table.

"I'm sorry. I don't share my table with others," Lim Feng frowned unhappily. His tone was cold and harsh as if someone had disturbed him. "There are still a lot of empty seats. Please go somewhere else."

"Shhh..." Lisa raised her fair fingers to her lips. She lowered her voice and smiled at Lim Feng. "Mr. Lim Feng, I don't want to disturb your once-a-month precious time. I'm not in a hurry. Can we talk about it later?"

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Lim Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold. He looked at Lisa with some vigilance. However, Lisa, sitting next to him, did not care much about it. She ignored Lim Feng's vigilance glance. With a faint smile, she listened to the piano performance seriously. Her sitting posture was casual and elegant. She did not seem like a customer who would eat at a simple restaurant like that. She was like a flower that suddenly bloomed in the snow, mysterious and unpredictable.

Lim Feng probably knew he would not be able to chase Lisa. He frowned and ignored her. Three hours passed in a flash. The woman in the cheongsam stood up again, bowed to everyone, picked up the guide stick, and left gracefully.

"Mr. Lim, it's time for you to give her the flowers," Lisa raised her hand to remind him, "if you don't go now, this beautiful lady will leave."

Lim Feng looked deeply at Lisa with a probing look in his eyes. In the end, Lim Feng could not bear to waste this opportunity to see the woman. He quickly walked up and stood before the woman.

"You again?" The woman seemed to have noticed something. She stopped and chuckled as if greeting an old friend. "you were a little late today. I thought you didn't come."

Lim Feng didn't say anything. His eyes gazed at the woman passionately. His gaze seemed to see the woman's face through the hat's wide brim. The woman wasn't surprised that he didn't say anything. She tentatively reached out her hand and asked with a chuckle, "Did you bring me flowers today?"

Lim Feng, who looked like a wooden sculpture, finally returned to his senses. He handed the bouquet of lilies to her carefully. He was afraid that if he accidentally touched her, which would make her think he was frivolous and take advantage of her. The woman was also used to this man, who had almost no sense of presence. She lowered her head and smelled the fragrance of the flowers. She smiled and said, "Lilies again? Thank you for being so supportive for more than ten years. It's just a pity that I can't see the color of the flowers and don't know what kind of flowers you sent me." The woman didn't complain in the slightest of her blindness. She was so relaxed that it seemed as if she was teasing herself, "but it's better this way. Thank you, sir. I'm going home."

Receiving flowers was always a happy thing. The woman could not see what kind of flowers Lim Feng had sent, so she naturally did not know what the flowers meant. However, she did not feel regretful about what she knew. The man who always sent her flowers seemed to be mute. She had never heard him speak before. So, she said and bid farewell, "Sir, I'll meet you next month."