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Chapter 116: Chapter 103 Drinking with Them (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Half an hour later, the two finished dinner and returned to the car.

Zhang Jingdong pinched Lin Xiran’s delicate chin: "Are you in a hurry to go back? If not, how about we go for a drive along the river?"

Although Lin Xiran was somewhat worried that Zhang Jingdong might get out of hand later, she didn’t want to part with him just yet, so she nodded: "Okay."

Zhang Jingdong immediately started the car and drove to Jiangwan Road.

The riverscape of Jiangdu can be ranked in the top five nationwide.

The hazy lights, bridges of various designs, and the shimmering, eager river under the lights...

From any position and at any angle, it was a beautiful "Night View of Jiangdu."

Zhang Jingdong turned the car into a convertible mode and then played Air Supply’s "Making Love Out of Nothing at All."

Driving along Jiangwan Road, the cool evening breeze, beautiful riverscape, and gorgeous singing made one intoxicated.

I know just how to whisper

And I know how to cry

I know where to find answers

And I know how to lie

...

Lin Xiran had never heard this song before, but felt that Zhang Jingdong had chosen a very nice song, and it was very suitable to listen to by the riverside.

Pure, intense, ethereal—made everything seem dreamlike, as if transcending time and space.

So when the song ended, Lin Xiran bit her lip corner: "Play that song again."

Zhang Jingdong smiled carelessly: "Okay."

He then rewound it and switched to loop mode.

"What’s the name of this song?"

"’Making Love Out of Nothing at All’, translated means ’Let Love Turn to Nothing’."

Lin Xiran then blinked her beautiful eyes: "Have you noticed that most very nice songs are also very sad?"

Zhang Jingdong nodded: "Since the days of Tang and Song poetry, it seems to have always been this way."

"Why do you think that is?"

Zhang Jingdong looked at a streak of light across the river in the distance: "Because there’s a saying that happy families are all alike, but every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."

"In other words, because happy emotions are simple, and there are very few words to express happiness, mostly just ’happy’, ’joyful’, and the like; writing in this way seems to lack depth."

"By contrast, sad emotions are much more complex, there are many words available, and they can resonate with others to the greatest extent."

"Besides, I think another key point is human nature; everyone likes to see others’ misfortune, not their happiness."

"If you have a breakup and write a song, I’d like to listen and comfort you, sympathize with you."

"But if you win five hundred thousand in a lottery and then write a song expressing your excitement, most people won’t share your joy because they simply can’t be happy about your win."

Lin Xiran suddenly laughed: "That seems about right."

Half an hour later, Zhang Jingdong parked the car by the roadside.

Nearby was a small park by the river, actually just a large slope with some lawns and scattered benches for visitors to rest briefly.

The two got out of the car and settled on a patch of grass in the park.

Sitting on the ground, watching the distant riverscape while chatting.

Then, Zhang Jingdong suddenly remembered how Lin Xiran looked when dancing in the dance studio that afternoon, and asked, "How many years have you been dancing?"

Lin Xiran thought for a moment, then replied: "From the fourth grade of elementary school until now... it should be exactly ten years!"

"Have you always learned folk dance?"

Lin Xiran shook her head: "No, I started with almost everything, Latin dance, jazz, folk dance, I even learned ballet."

"That’s impressive, then do any dance for me, I think you look especially beautiful when you dance!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiran cheerfully said: "Okay..."

Stood up saying: "Then I’ll perform a freestyle dance, choreographed by myself!"

Zhang Jingdong touched his nose: "Okay, I like watching whatever you dance!"

Lin Xiran sweetly smiled, prepared briefly, and then began her dance.

Girls who learn dance typically have long arms and legs, and Lin Xiran was clearly a standout.

She was about 1.7 meters tall, but the length of her legs was in no way inferior to Su Man, who was 1.75 meters.

And in contrast to Su Man’s sharp Taekwondo moves, Lin Xiran’s every dance move completely showed what is called grace.

Truthfully, Lin Xiran’s figure wasn’t the sexy type since her cup size wasn’t very big, at most a B+.

But through her dance, the beauty she displayed made Zhang Jingdong inexplicably agitated.

So he couldn’t help but stand up and move towards Lin Xiran.

Lin Xiran reacted quickly, immediately grabbed him, and they started dancing the Latin together.

As is well known, Latin couple’s dance includes many close body moves.

Thus, in their intense and romantic dance, they gradually felt the heat of each other’s hearts.

Eventually, they couldn’t help but kiss while dancing.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind arose over the river, stirring up quite a few waves.

It took a full twenty minutes before they stopped dancing and kissing.

After embracing for a while, they then left the park and got into the car.

On the way back, Lin Xiran’s emotions were especially complex.

Sweetness, shyness, worries, and a hint of... expectation?

More than half an hour later, the orange Lamborghini slowly stopped in front of the Art Institute.