Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 106 : Feng Jietang Could Not Help It

Chapter 106: Chapter 106 : Feng Jietang Could Not Help It

Shen Jingwei turned to look at Feng Jietang, who stood behind him with a tight jaw and fists clenched by his sides.

If he did not know better, he might think that Feng Jietang planned to beat him up for his night of indiscretion.

Zhu Dongyi, who did not know much about the latest developments between Shen Jingwei and Feng Jietang, still felt somewhat restless over Feng Jietang’s wish to speak with his protégé.

"Little Shen," he grabbed Shen Jingwei’s wrist as the latter was about to go away with Feng Jietang. "Is everything alright...?"

"Yes."

Shen Jingwei gave his manager a curt smile. "I will be back soon. No worries, Old Zhu."

The two actors strolled together to the inn’s front courtyard, where a towering cherry tree stood. Its peak reached as high as the second floor.

Feng Jietang waited until Yan Renzhong and Ye Lingxia’s cars left before he even opened his mouth.

"I know I shouldn’t even ask," he began. "But I am just... I need to know."

Feng Jietang turned to face Shen Jingwei, pain flashing across his face when he asked what he needed to ask.

"Did something happen between you and Yan Renzhong yesterday at the hot spring?"

"..."

How much different was this question to the one Yan Renzhong asked him at the Enlightenment Pool?

Feng Jietang was more subtle, but he was still overstepping his boundaries.

Shen Jingwei’s unwavering silence stripped Feng Jietang of his remaining courage.

"I am sorry," he said. He hung in head in dejection. "You don’t have to answer. Forget that I ask."

Feng Jietang proceeded to walk past him, but Shen Jingwei grabbed his arm and stopped him.

"We kissed."

Feng Jietang’s devastation was written all over his face. The sight was simply heartrending.

"... Why?" He asked, his voice breaking at each word.

Shen Jingwei sighed.

"We got carried away by the ambiance. That is the only explanation I can give you."

"Can you honestly tell me that you do not have a single shred of feelings for that guy? That he is just a lucky guy who was in the right place at the right time?"

"..."

Of course not.

He was not that promiscuous.

It would not have happened with just anyone.

Feng Jietang pulled away from Shen Jingwei’s grip and pinned the latter against the tree by his shoulders.

"If he asks you out, are you going to start dating him?"

"... No."

"Are you sure? Why not???"

"He already has someone he loves."

Feng Jietang narrowed his eyes at Shen Jingwei.

"And what makes you so sure that the person is not you?"

"I heard him on the phone with that person once," Shen Jingwei said in retort. The interrogative questions started to irritate him. "It’s not me."

"But if it’s you, would you have agreed to date him?"

"Also no."

Shen Jingwei’s answer was short and succinct.

"I told you that I was not planning to date any man. I stand by my decision."

Feng Jietang’s grip around Shen Jingwei’s shoulders relaxed.

"Oh."

Feng Jietang took his hands off Shen Jingwei’s shoulder awkwardly.

"I see."

Shen Jingwei inhaled and exhaled slowly. Too many things happened in the past two weeks. It would be good to take a break from the ongoing real-life drama.

Shen Jingwei patted at Feng Jietang’s shoulder.

"See you in the fifth shooting period, Jietang."

He then walked away, heading to his car.

Feng Jietang whirled around, his mouth slightly open. It seemed that he still wanted to ask or say something, but the words were caught in his throat.

In the end, he could only watch Shen Jingwei’s car drive away helplessly like a frozen, abandoned statue.

His manager even had to climb off to drag him inside the car.

At night, he sat on his bed with both hands clasping his phone like a treasure.

It had been ten hours since he last saw Shen Jingwei.

Was it appropriate to send him a message now? Just to ask whether he was resting well from their crazy adventure at the farming village?

And what he was up to tonight?

Or maybe whether he had had a nice dinner at home?

Otherwise, Feng Jietang could always hop on his car and head to Shen Jingwei’s apartment to take him out.

...

He was being too clingy, wasn’t he...?

Feng Jietang groaned.

It was not his fault. He was in love with Shen Jingwei. He could not help it.

"Little Shen..." Against his better judgment, he began to type a message to Shen Jingwei on WeChat.

And that was it.

"..."

His head was empty. He did not know what to say.

Arghhhhhh!

Feng Jietang tossed his phone away with an internal howl.

Had he suddenly turned into an idiot?

What the hell was wrong with him???

Just then, like sunray shining through a crevice and driving the darkness within him away, his phone began to ring.

Like a possessed man, Feng Jietang grabbed his phone.

Unknown number.

"..."

He did not take calls from unknown numbers.

Feng Jietang tossed his phone aside again and cuddled against his pillow.

But that blasted phone wouldn’t shut up.

It kept ringing like mad.

Just as Feng Jietang considered the merit of switching off his phone for the night, a friend request came in on WeChat.

Oh.

It was from Lang Yuxuan.

Once he accepted the friend request, the unknown number was no longer unknown. It now bore the name "Lang Yuxuan".

Feng Jietang picked up the call and muttered, "So it was you."

On the other side, Lang Yuxuan was far from being happy to hear from him.

"Do you think you are the President of China, Feng Jietang? Just how many times must people call for you to pick up?"

Feng Jietang rolled with his eyes.

"Get to the point, Lang Yuxuan. What is it? It’s my first day being back after slaving around at the farms. Cut me some slack."

"I saw you talking to Shen Jingwei this morning," Lang Yuxuan snapped at him none-too-friendly. "Tell me everything you know."