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The call was quickly connected. Although Liu Jie was busy, he couldn't ignore his sister's call because he knew that she was with Lin Feng and might be calling him.
"It's me, Lin Feng." Lin Feng didn't bother to address Liu Jie as "Brother Liu" anymore; instead, he spoke directly to him.
Ever since he let his sister participate in that competition, Lin Feng's fondness for Liu Jie had been on a downward trend.
He didn't know why he felt this way, but Lin Feng would never treat his sister like that. Although Lin Feng and his sister were not biological siblings—his sister was the daughter of his foster mother who adopted him in the countryside.
"Oh, I see. You kid, you really are something," Liu Jie said, clearly picking up on Lin Feng's tone and responding cheerfully.
"It’s just luck," Lin Feng replied, not wanting to elaborate further.
"By the way, I've prepared a feast. You and Xiaojing should come over!" Liu Jie noticed that Lin Feng's mood wasn't great, but he still extended the invitation since today, Lin Feng was somewhat of the guest of honor.
"I'm a bit tired. Let's leave it at that. Goodbye," Lin Feng said, using the call merely to say farewell. Although his feelings towards Liu Jie had changed, one must finish what they start; if he was leaving, he had to say something.
This was merely a matter of habit and etiquette, unrelated to personal feelings.
After saying that, Lin Feng hung up the phone and turned to Liu Jing, who was sitting in the passenger seat. "Your brother is hosting a banquet and wants you to go. I'm not going."
Although Liu Jing left a good impression on Lin Feng—he had even accidentally seen some photos of her—she was still part of the Liu family. Lin Feng felt there was no need to return with her. It was better to part amicably while there were no conflicts.
Parting amicably could apply not only to romantic relationships but also to cooperative ones.
After saying this, Lin Feng pressed the button to open the car door, indicating that Liu Jing could get out. He still needed to find a place to sleep; going back to school was out of the question. Returning to Dong Jie at this time would only add awkwardness.
It seemed that Lin Feng would have to check into a hotel. It would be his first time booking a room since his rebirth, and doing it alone made him feel somewhat like a failure.
Hmm? After thinking so much, Lin Feng noticed that Liu Jing still hadn't gotten out of the car.
"Hey, Miss, your brother is calling you to the banquet. Can't you hear?" Lin Feng reminded her again.
Liu Jing still didn't say anything, nor did she make any move.
Oh no, this girl is trying to play hardball. She wouldn't want to take back this sports car, would she? This was Lin Feng's guess about Liu Jing's current behavior.
Although Lin Feng wasn't particularly fond of racing cars, having a flashy sports car wasn't bad; it's normal for a man to like cars.
"Why are you so noisy? Can't you be quiet for a moment?" Liu Jing finally spoke, but her words were quite hurtful.
"Hey, Miss, this is my car. I'm telling you, don't try to play tricks." Lin Feng had to remind Liu Jing again, as he still harbored doubts about her wanting to take back the car.
"I know it's your car. Look at how stingy you are. Just because you didn't let me suffer during the race doesn't mean I owe you anything," Liu Jing said, clearly aware of Lin Feng's suspicions, her tone quite domineering.
You even remember that I didn’t let you suffer during the race? You have no sense of gratitude at all. Lin Feng was not impressed by Liu Jing's words.
It was just looking at a photo; it’s not like I took anything from you. Is she really trying to pull this on me? Lin Feng sensed that this girl was up to no good.
"So what do you want?" Lin Feng asked helplessly.
"What do I want? I don’t want to go to that banquet. I'm in a bad mood right now. You can take me for a drive or something; I'll let you know what I want to do later," Liu Jing said with great confidence.
"What do you think I am?" Lin Feng asked irritably.
Lin Feng understood Liu Jing's current mood, but understanding doesn't mean she could do whatever she wanted with him; that's a different matter altogether.
"Alright, you want me to accompany you? Let's go to a hotel and get a room; I'll keep you company properly." Since reasoning didn't work, Lin Feng decided to adopt a fierce tone and said with a mischievous grin.
As he spoke, Lin Feng pretended to start the car, determined to see if this girl would still act so confidently.
"Sure, as long as you're willing to go, I'm not afraid. After all, I'm already in your hands; do whatever you want," Liu Jing boldly replied directly to Lin Feng.
"I really messed up my life." Since she had already said this much, Lin Feng had no choice but to drive on. He could tell that this girl, aside from being confident that he wouldn't dare do anything to her, also had a hint of self-destructive attitude. If she really went to a bar to drown her sorrows and ended up being taken advantage of by someone with bad intentions, that would be terrible.
Lin Feng felt that he was still too kind-hearted.
As for Amin, although Lin Feng had saved him, he believed that with Song Xin's temperament, Amin's fate wouldn't be any better.
This was also the reason why Lin Feng saved him; with Song Xin taking action on his behalf, why did he need to intervene himself?
"Hey, can you talk to me using that thing of yours?" Liu Jing said to Lin Feng while they were driving.
"What thing?" Lin Feng was caught off guard by her sudden question and asked.
"You know, the kind where I think something in my mind and you can hear it. What do you call it? Is it a kind of magic?" Liu Jing continued to explain; apparently, she wanted to use "Mental Transmission."
"You mean 'Mental Transmission'? Who uses that to talk for no reason?" Lin Feng replied. He didn't have the leisure for that; using "Mental Transmission" still consumed Mental Power.
"Are you going to use it or not?" Liu Jing started to act stubborn again, shaking Lin Feng's arm vigorously.
"No." Lin Feng stood firm in his decision.
"Alright then, we'll just play until the end." Liu Jing continued shaking; she really seemed determined to play this game.
They were on a winding mountain road—had this girl gone mad? Was she experiencing those days every month when women feel unwell? Lin Feng was quite skeptical.
"Fine, what do you want to say?" Lin Feng had no choice but to accommodate her and asked using "Mental Transmission."
She was currently in a low mood and could disregard everything. Lin Feng was still young; having just been reborn, he didn't want things to end so quickly—he still didn't have a girlfriend!
"I haven't thought it through yet. I'll tell you when I do," Liu Jing said.
"......" Lin Feng was directly speechless; it was just a joke, and he was used to it.
"By the way, Lin Feng, if you could use that ability for teamwork, with five or six people communicating telepathically without walkie-talkies, wouldn't that be amazing?" Liu Jing, who had been quiet for a while, spoke again.
Lin Feng had established "Mental Transmission," so she could speak without actually saying anything.
It was quite lazy, but there were downsides. The downside was that Lin Feng could know what Liu Jing was thinking at any time.
If it weren't for the insufficient energy in the magic ring, Lin Feng would really want to implant a "Spiritual Brand" in everyone he met; that way, no one could hide anything from him.
But that was just a thought; Lin Feng currently didn't have enough energy in the magic ring and had to conserve it.
Moreover, not everyone could have this "Spiritual Brand" implanted by Lin Feng. For example, with Liu Jie, Lin Feng couldn't implant such a thing in his mind.
"Of course; otherwise, do you think I'm easy to bully?" Lin Feng felt that this girl had some self-awareness.
"Someone is following you." Suddenly, Tesla's voice echoed in Lin Feng's mind.
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P.S.: This is the third update of the day; keep it up, everyone!
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