温柔美国人的情歌

第7章 你喜欢我什么？我会改变的

Zhang Yifei felt like he had swallowed a bitter pill—utterly speechless and unable to express his frustration.

After getting their daughter's response, Shao Tianqi and Mrs. Shao finally felt relieved. Their daughter had always been so strong-willed that most men couldn't catch her eye, but now she had finally found someone she could trust for the rest of her life.

Zhang Yifei felt like he had swallowed a bitter pill—utterly speechless and unable to express his frustration.

After getting their daughter's response, Shao Tianqi and Mrs. Shao finally felt relieved. Their daughter had always been so strong-willed that most men couldn't catch her eye, but now she had finally found someone she could trust for the rest of her life.

Shao Tianqi and Mrs. Shao were overjoyed.

"You two can chat here; I'll go prepare lunch for you. Old Shao, haven't you always wanted to play chess with Old Li? Now's the perfect time," Mrs. Shao said meaningfully.

Shao Tianqi and the old director quickly nodded at her suggestion and left the living room.

Now, the spacious living room was left with just Zhang Yifei and Shao Ningdie.

Zhang Yifei felt like the entire room was filled with a menacing aura, as if a monster might devour him if he made the slightest wrong move.

"You turned on me at the last moment, played your tricks, and instead of feeling any remorse, you actually have the nerve to gloat!" Zhang Yifei ground his teeth, feeling an intense urge to exact revenge.

"I never promised you success; I only said I would try my best." Shao Ningdie smiled as she walked up to him, maintaining her usual gentle and graceful demeanor. Her eyes sparkled brightly, like stars in the night sky, and her silky hair flowed down, perfectly accentuating her flawless beauty.

"Sister, you're a businesswoman, and businesswomen must value honesty. We can't go around breaking promises. Tell me you were just joking earlier, right?" Zhang Yifei clung to his last sliver of hope.

"I'm sorry." Shao Ningdie spoke in her usual soft tone, "Like you, I've been an honest child since I was young, and I don't know how to lie."

Although her voice was gentle and her face held a smile of apology, Zhang Yifei now clearly saw that Shao Ningdie was a dangerous person—a wolf in sheep's clothing, a sugar-coated bomb. He kept reminding himself that the woman in front of him was dangerous, and her smile was one that concealed deadly intent.

Absolutely no good intentions.

"You're ruthless!" Zhang Yifei, who had been very angry, suddenly thought of something and began to laugh along with Shao Ningdie. Then, he whispered a threat only they could hear, "Go ahead, laugh all you want! But let me tell you, I started learning Wing Chun at five, began ghost-hunting with Master Ying at ten, and could cast spells by fifteen. What do you think I can do now?"

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I'm a yellow belt in Taekwondo."

"Ah!" Zhang Yifei's smile froze on his face after hearing this. His earlier words were just to scare her, hoping she would back down. But now she had told him that she was actually a yellow belt in Taekwondo.

Zhang Yifei knew exactly what a yellow belt in Taekwondo meant—that's eighth dan! Eighth dan in Taekwondo!

Ah, the world is fickle, and human hearts are treacherous! Why do people nowadays worship foreign things?

And what's the point of a girl learning Taekwondo? She should be learning needlework or something else less intense. In Zhang Yifei's mind, women were supposed to stay home, take care of the family, and obey their husbands without question. That's what a perfect woman was.

But now Guanyin Bodhisattva had bestowed upon him a wife who was an eighth-dan Taekwondo master.

Zhang Yifei could already see himself being mercilessly beaten in the future—such a miserable sight.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva, what have I done wrong for you to punish me like this?" Zhang Yifei's heart was shattered into a thousand pieces, not a single one left intact.

Her smile was truly beautiful, bringing life to the room and refreshing like spring rain. Even Zhang Yifei had to admit this, but it didn't change the fact that she had deceived him.

"Miss Shao, I'm full of flaws. Why would you agree to be with me? What do you like about me? I can change it," Zhang Yifei said sincerely to Shao Ningdie.

Shao Ningdie responded with her signature gentle smile, as if a hundred flowers bloomed at once. She walked up to Zhang Yifei, placing her hand on his shoulder, perfectly outlining her exquisite figure, which made Zhang Yifei's heart skip a beat. Was this some sort of beauty trap?

But Zhang Yifei could sense that within this gentleness lay endless killing intent, and one wrong move could lead to his complete destruction.

"I like that you don't like me. Will you change that?" Shao Ningdie said, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifei quickly responded, "I'll change it. I like you very much now. I can't live without you."

Zhang Yifei felt this was the first time in his life he had spoken against his conscience.

"If you like me so much, then we must stay together. If we don't, and you take it badly and decide to end your life, wouldn't I become an indirect murderer?"

"..."

He was speechless, utterly speechless. This woman had indeed become a monster, with a level of cunning far beyond that of an ordinary demon. Given time, she could definitely ascend to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

This woman was not as gentle and kind as she appeared. This was only their first meeting, and she had already deceived him twice in the exact same way. If they were to marry, would he have any peace? Zhang Yifei couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness. Was his intelligence really that low?

Seeing Zhang Yifei's dazed and dumbfounded expression, Shao Ningdie felt extremely pleased. She believed that this man was definitely not as simple as he appeared.

A woman's intuition—absolutely infallible.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm full of virtues. Why would you refuse me? What don't you like about me? I can change it." Shao Ningdie threw Zhang Yifei's earlier words right back at him.

Zhang Yifei lifted his dejected head and looked at Shao Ningdie in front of him, completely at a loss for how to convince this woman.

Could he say he didn't like strong women? Zhang Yifei knew that no matter what he said, she had the ability to counter it.

This woman's cunning was too advanced; he was no match for her.

"Master Ying, why did you have to die so early? If only you were still alive." Zhang Yifei now wished Master Ying could jump out of the King of Hell's palace and take this woman away.

Could it be that he was a great philanthropist in his past life, accumulating too much merit, and thus the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva wanted him to find a woman who excelled in both virtue and talent?

It was also possible that this woman was his concubine in a past life, and he owed her something. Now, she had come to collect her debt.

Isn't there a saying: "The concubine of a past life becomes the wife of this life"?

Zhang Yifei let out a deep sigh, feeling that he had probably used up all his sighs for the year in advance.

A sigh full of helplessness, a sigh full of bitterness.

"You're perfect; everything about you is perfect. You're the ideal lover in every man's heart." Zhang Yifei looked at Shao Ningdie in front of him with resignation. It seemed he was destined to become the public enemy of every man in Lijiang City.