Ivanka Trump suddenly felt that his love life in the past three years was like a farce...

After a big fight with Jared, she left the United States and flew to Milan, Italy to attend this charity dinner that had been agreed upon.

At this time, she didn't know what her boyfriend would do with the female secretary who was younger than her, and she didn't want to worry about it.

In the past two days, Jared made a lot of calls to her at the beginning, but she didn't answer any of them. Later, Jared's phone calls became fewer and fewer. Until today, only one came, but in the morning.

Just as Ivanka was saddened by the feelings he had paid for in the past three years, a tall figure appeared with a wine glass.

"Can I be lucky enough to know you, beautiful lady?"

Young Master Jiang has experienced many big scenes over the years, so at this time he is a real gentleman, and he is elegant and handsome, and his handsome and friendly face is very tempting.

But the woman in front of her was not happy that the other party was a handsome gentleman. At this time, she just wanted to avoid being disturbed.

"Sorry, sir."

Although I was in a bad mood, Ivanka still smiled and politely declined the strange man in front of him.

Although there was no one around her during this period, it was not because she was unpopular, but because she politely rejected many men like Jiang Feng who came up to chat with him with such a smile.

After being rejected, those gentlemen still smiled and said goodbye to her despite their regrets.

But if Ivanka thought the person in front of her would be like that, she would be very wrong.

When Jiang Feng saw that the other party rejected him, he was not discouraged. After so many experiences and experiences over the past few years, he knew that if he wanted to pick up girls, he had to be bold, careful and shameless.

People with shame cannot pick up girls, so they have to be ashamed.

Jiang Feng did not leave with a unique graceful smile, but continued to stay where he was and smiled at Ivanka.

This time, the smile on his face was no longer the gentlemanly-like smile he pretended to be, but the kind of smile he was used to.

"I think you are bored, and I am also bored. Look, in the vast crowd, we both happened to be bored at such a big dinner. Does this mean we are very destined to be?"

"No, I don't think this dinner is boring, it's for the African children who can't eat..."

Jiang Feng yawned, shrugged, and said indifferently: "Actually, it's just boring. No matter what the reason is, boring is boring."

After saying that, he reached out to wipe his eyes, and tears came out again...

Seeing a man who was a gentleman one minute ago, the next moment, he yawned so unindifferently at such a temperamental dinner, even tears were squeezed out. Ivanka was somewhat interested in the man in front of him.

“It’s not boring to do charity, sir.”

"I didn't say charity is boring, I said the dinner is boring, beautiful lady." Jiang Feng whispered a beautiful lady. At first, it made people feel that he was sincerely praising Ivanka, but now it sounds like he is teasing others... "Don't you think everyone is just taking advantage of the reasons for doing charity to get together to eat and drink, and then communicate with each other. Make friends and establish relationships? Unfortunately, I am neither a rich man with a net worth of hundreds of millions, nor a powerful and high-ranking person. High government officials, so I really...he--" Jiang Feng couldn't help but yawn again.

"Sorry." After yawning, he said to Ivanka, but he was not apologizing on his face. He was looking at Ivanka helplessly. "You know how bored I am now?"

Ivanka was amused by the sleepy and helpless guy in front of him. His yawning look was so funny.

But the happiness had just climbed into her heart, and the troubles in her heart emerged like ghosts, causing the smile on her face to disappear instantly.

Jiang Feng felt strange. The woman in front of him looked unpredictable. She looked worried when she wanted to laugh but didn't want to laugh.

"You have something to worry about?" he asked.

"No, I don't." Ivanka denied without hesitation.

Jiang Feng nodded: "Okay, that's your personal**. I won't ask unless you tell me on your own initiative. We can talk about something else. I guess you are from Eastern European?"

Ivanka shook her head, but her eyes widened, a little surprised: "No, I am American. But I have Eastern European ancestry because my mother is Czech."

The Jiang Feng whistled, and was happy that he had answered correctly.

"I just said that I have seen many Eastern and European beauties. They are like you, with long golden hair, tall figure, and fair skin..." Jiang Feng gestured with his hands.

"But you don't look like an Eastern European, sir." Ivanka directly ignored Jiang Feng's disguised praise for her appearance.

"Yes, guess where am I from?" Jiang Feng played the game of "Guess I Answer" with the other party, invisibly narrowing the distance between the two people.

I have to say that if Jiang Feng’s face was not so thick, there would not be these stories that followed.

"Japanese?" Ivanka guessed.

"Have you ever seen a Japanese who grows so tall?" Jiang Feng compared himself to his height.

"Korean?" Ivanka guessed again.

"Is Koreans as bright as mine?" Jiang Feng asked with wide eyes. "I am Chinese."

"Ah..." Ivanka was a little surprised. "I rarely see...uh, I see Chinese. Sorry."

"It's okay, I don't mind that at all."

"Well, Chinese boy, why are you here?" Although Ivanka didn't know how old Jiang Feng was, he knew that he was at least young, so it was not bad to call him "Chinese boy".

Jiang Feng lied and said, "I am the spokesperson of Versace!"

Ivanka was surprised to hear Jiang Feng say this opposite. She looked up and down at Jiang Feng, but her eyes were full of confusion.

"Why? Don't believe it?"

Ivanka shook her head and said, "I'm just surprised... As far as I know, Versace seems to have never invited... uh, a spokesperson from China?"

Judging from Jiang Feng's height, she was a model, but from the perspective of a model, he was too burly... This did not conform to the aesthetic vision of the modeling industry.

Ivanka Trump used to be a model, but now she occasionally walks out shows, so she has the most say in modeling.

"Are you a Chinese model?" she asked.

Jiang Feng didn't expect that the other party would think he was a model. He really didn't know where he looked like a model... In the opinion, no matter how much muscle the male models have, they could not get rid of the suspicion of being too slim and he didn't like it at all.

"No, I'm not a model." Jiang Feng waved his hand quickly. He didn't want to become that kind of female male model.

"Then you are..."

Jiang Feng continued to lie: "I am a professional player."

"football?" Ivanka asked.

"football." Jiang Feng nodded.

Ivanka didn't expect to meet a player here. Judging from his figure, it seems that he should be doing this...

"What a coincidence, my father also owns a football team in the United States."

When Ivanka talked about her father, she remembered something - when she just started dating Jared, her father Donald Trump once expressed regret that he hoped that his daughter's boyfriend was those strong athletes, rather than a gentle and gentle little face...

Thinking of his boyfriend again, Ivanka's expression that had just recovered and became cold in an instant.

Unfortunately, Jiang Feng did not notice the change in the other party's expression. He was happy - as soon as he heard this, his eyes began to shine. Isn't this a common topic?

"Do you like football?" he couldn't wait to ask.

"No, not at all."

A basin of ice water was splashed from head to toe, so it poured the river wind into a stool.

...

When Jiang Feng returned to Lingxi No. 1, he had just finished talking with another person. He turned around and looked at Jiang Feng and smiled, "I can see your disappointment and frustration at a glance."

"That's right, I wrote it all on my face..." Jiang Feng said weakly.

"It seems that good luck has not favored you, my master."

"I've confirmed one thing."

"What?"

"She is indeed a princess who has received a good education and has grown up in a good family. I can feel her impatientness, but she has never shown it directly. It's simply impeccable..." Jiang Feng said this, and turned his head to look at the Ivanka Trump who frowned slightly and was alone.

"Lingfeng, I find that I like her a little..."

Lingxi No. 1 smiled and said, "But, master, you seem a little late. It is said that she and her boyfriend are about to get engaged. Minghua has a master."

"Not necessarily." Jiang Feng retorted. "What's wrong with the master of Minghua? I'll loosen the soil for Minghua."

"Well, what can you conquer her? Do you know how much inheritance she can inherit? Two billion dollars. In terms of family background, her boyfriend is the son of Charles Cusner, a real estate tycoon in New Jersey. Jared Cusner is a well-known book publisher in New York. Ivanka herself is also a wealthy daughter. They are the two of them alike."

Jiang Feng shook his head and said, "If it were to be about wealth, I think no one in this world can compare with me except for some deeply rooted families."

"Uh..." Lingxi No. 1 was speechless.

As a super rich man with a net worth of more than 400 billion US dollars, Jiang Feng is so confident about this.

(To be continued)
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