After being reborn as a rich and beautiful woman, she let herself go.

Chapter 88 I Want You to Be My Boyfriend

It got dark very early, and Luo Qingqing was hungry, so she ordered two takeout meals.

She ate first, leaving the rest for Fei Chenfeng, not knowing when he would wake up.

He cried out for water halfway through the night, so she fed him water. After drinking for a while, he stumbled to his feet and looked for the toilet. She helped him to the toilet door, and after he came out, she put him back on the bed and he fell fast asleep again.

This wasn't the first time Luo Qingqing had taken care of a drunk man. When she studied art in France, none of her boyfriends had ever been as well-behaved as him when they were drunk.

Those ex-boyfriends, when drunk, either talked nonsense, smashed things, or even liked to hug and kiss women.

One of her ex-boyfriends was dumped because he was drunk and hugged the wrong woman, ending up sleeping with her.

"Why do you like Berry?" Luo Qingqing leaned on the edge of the bed, propping her chin up with her hand, and tilted her head to look at him.

She hated Hua Meimei even more! She was already married to Luo Jiuyu, yet such an outstanding man still held her dear.

Jealousy instantly filled Luo Qingqing's heart.

Fei Chenfeng didn't wake up until 9:30 p.m., feeling dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

"How are you feeling?" Luo Qingqing happened to walk into the room and was very happy to see that he was awake.

Fei Chenfeng rubbed his forehead, looking at her with a bewildered expression. He had never seen her before and didn't recognize her.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

Luo Qingqing, with a lollipop dangling from her mouth, asked, "Guess?"

"..." It would be strange if he could have guessed it.

"Wasn't I at Lanyang Club? How did I end up here?"

He threw off the covers and got out of bed, only to find that his coat had been taken off and was nowhere to be found.

He was taken away from the club by a strange woman and found himself in an unfamiliar room, his coat and shoes gone.

He couldn't help but feel flustered, and pointed at Luo Qingqing, asking, "Who exactly are you, and what did you do to me?"

Luo Qingqing leaned against the door frame, laughing so hard she was shaking.

He looks so funny, like she forced herself on him.

She wanted to force herself on him, but she didn't have the guts.

"Dr. Fei, don't be nervous." Luo Qingqing looked at him calmly. "Your shoes and clothes are in the entryway. I ordered takeout for you, but it's been cold for a while. I'll heat it up for you in a bit."

"Do you know who I am?"

"Of course I know, and I also know you like berry flowers."

He said, "Then who exactly are you?"

"Hua Meimei's aunt, Luo Jiuyu's half-sister Luo Qingqing."

Normally, she would never introduce herself like this; she had no desire to be associated with that couple at all. But in front of Fei Chenfeng, only this introduction could allow him to quickly understand her identity.

"Luo Qingqing..." Fei Chenfeng had heard of her.

Luo Mingzhe's daughter was spoiled from a young age and was used to being arrogant and domineering. She loved to have fun while studying abroad, changing men like clothes, spending money like water, and was also a poor student.

"Nothing happened between us, right?" He buttoned up his shirt and quickly straightened his clothes.

He has always been very conscious of his image and has never been so embarrassed in front of outsiders.

Then he ran his hand through his hair, which looked like a bird's nest from sleeping.

Luo Qingqing laughed and said, "Don't be nervous! Even though your hair is all messy right now, it doesn't affect your handsomeness."

"Did you bring me here?"

“That’s right. I saw you looking lonely and pitiful at the club, so I reluctantly took you in for a while.” Luo Qingqing raised her chin proudly.

"Is this your home?"

"This isn't the Luo family's house; it's my own newly purchased house." She returned to Tiancheng for work and plans to live here from now on.

Living with her elders at home was too restrictive; they would call and urge her to come home even if she was a little late. That's why she wanted to move out so she could have as much fun and be carefree as she wanted without anyone interfering.

"We didn't do anything out of line, did we?" he asked again, staring at her.

He discovered that Luo Qingqing's mind was indeed not working well; when he asked her key questions, she wouldn't answer them immediately.

"Do you want it or not?" Luo Qingqing stepped forward and stood in front of him.

He was tall, which made her, who was 1.68 meters tall, appear much smaller.

As soon as she got close to him, his natural body fragrance mixed with the smell of alcohol wafted to her nose, and her heart skipped a beat; she was smitten.

The fitted shirt hugged his figure well, and the outline of his chest muscles was faintly visible through the white clothing.

"If I offended you while drunk... how much money do you want?" Fei Chenfeng rubbed his temples and asked, somewhat annoyed.

He just wanted to drown his sorrows in alcohol, how did he end up getting involved with Luo Qingqing? And he even went to her house to sleep.

This feeling is absolutely awful.

"You're going to give me money?" Luo Qingqing looked at him incredulously, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Do you think I'm short of money?"

Please, she's the daughter of the richest man in Tiancheng, how could she possibly be short of money?

Can a doctor like him afford her worth?

The men she slept with were either models or moderately famous internet celebrities; she paid them all.

This is the first time someone has offered her money.

So strange.

"Sorry, what do you want?" He wasn't sure if he had had a relationship with Luo Qingqing.

I blacked out; I have no memory of what happened after I got drunk.

"I want you to be my boyfriend," Luo Qingqing teased, putting one hand on his shoulder.

“Impossible.” He refused outright, grabbing her hand and pulling it away.

She pouted, her eyes filled with displeasure. "What, am I such a beauty that I don't even catch your eye?"

He's rich and beautiful, how could he be at a disadvantage being with her?

"I don't think we had any relations." He carefully examined the room and the bed. The bed was perfectly tidy, even though he was drunk, he hadn't messed up her bed.

Most importantly, he knows himself and would never engage in promiscuous behavior while drunk.

Besides, he was a doctor and knew all too well that when someone is blacked out from drinking, they simply cannot perform sexually.

Anyone who engages in sexual relations while intoxicated is engaging in promiscuous behavior under the influence of alcohol.

Luo Qingqing raised an eyebrow, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Anyway, thank you for taking me in. I'm leaving now." He finished speaking and walked towards the door.

Upon reaching the entryway, he saw his shoes and coat and breathed a sigh of relief.

Start getting dressed and putting on shoes.

She came to his side and stopped him from opening the door. "Is saying thank you all you want? You vomited all over my toilet, and I spent ages cleaning it up."

He paused for a moment, then took out his wallet from the inside pocket of his coat and put all the cash in it on the entryway cabinet.

"I'm sorry, this is compensation, and also a token of my gratitude."

He pushed her hand away, opened the door, and insisted on leaving.

Luo Qingqing stood at the door and snorted at his departing figure, "I don't care, you have to treat me to dinner."

Generally, romantic relationships between men and women begin at the dinner table.

When a man starts taking a woman out to dinner, it means he's starting to pursue her.

Even if she forces him to invite her, she'll force him to follow that rhythm.

Fei Chenfeng's back stiffened for a moment. Without turning his head, he remained silent for a while before saying, "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."

"Then how can I contact you?" Luo Qingqing was overjoyed.

"Your phone number?" He pressed the down button on the elevator.

Luo Qingqing happily read out a string of numbers.

He stepped into the elevator and turned around. When she saw his face, her heart still raced uncontrollably.

Still half-asleep, his hair a mess, he was still so handsome, so good-looking. She had stared at his sleeping face for a full two hours while he slept, completely mesmerized.

He had a different kind of charm than her previous boyfriends.

Pure yet seductive, wolfish yet gentle.

His eyes were pure and innocent, yet also somewhat profound.

“I’ve got it. I’ll contact you tomorrow,” he said.

Then, the elevator doors slowly closed.