Chapter 1894 - 697: Love Sealed with Isabella, a Windfall of 50 Million!

Chapter 1894: Chapter 697: Love Sealed with Isabella, a Windfall of 50 Million!

She mostly didn’t expect that Zhang Jingdong would actually know the individual scores from the Olympic freestyle event over a decade ago.

So she nodded her head: "Yes, I won an Olympic silver medal in this event."

"You actually won an Olympic medal!" Zhang Jingdong turned to her, staring directly at Isabella: "I’m truly impressed!"

Although he had already suspected that Isabella was a swimming expert, he never imagined that she had actually won an Olympic silver medal. Under the halo of this Olympic glory, Zhang Jingdong suddenly found Isabella even more beautiful.

So he leaned over and gave Isabella a heavy kiss.

Isabella, feeling pleased after being praised by him, wasn’t the least bit annoyed by this moment of intimacy.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingdong continued, "Since you won an Olympic silver, your training must have been very intense back then. How did you relax during those times? After all, only those who know how to relax can better adapt to long-term high-intensity training."

Isabella’s eyes lit up involuntarily because her coach had once said the same thing to her, and she had found this to be very true through her own experiences.

She immediately responded, "I have many relaxing activities like listening to music, watching movies, but actually, my favorite activity is fishing."

"Fishing?" Zhang Jingdong feigned ignorance: "I never thought a woman like you would enjoy fishing. Can you teach me some fishing techniques? I used to like fishing too, but I gave it up because I was terrible at it."

Isabella responded playfully: "It’s rare to find something you’re not good at. All right, I’ll share some basics with you, but since we don’t have the actual gear, I can only..."

Zhang Jingdong interrupted her before she could finish: "Though we don’t have the real thing, we do have something similar."

"Similar? What do you mean?"

Zhang Jingdong’s eyes skimmed over Isabella’s waist: "Don’t you think that certain activity is a bit like fishing?"

Isabella hadn’t anticipated Zhang Jingdong saying something like that, and her cheeks flushed instantly: "How could that possibly be related to fishing?"

Zhang Jingdong grinned mischievously: "Think carefully about the scenario—first, you cast the fishing line out, the hook sinks into the water, and soon a fish takes the bait. You then pull the line up sharply, and at that moment, your joy peaks."

Isabella couldn’t help but imagine the scenario as Zhang Jingdong described, and it did seem there was some truth in what he said. That thing did share some similarities with fishing!

As she thought more about it, a subtle warmth crept into her heart.

And just at that moment, she suddenly felt Zhang Jingdong’s mischievous hand.

She quickly grabbed his hand: "You said you’d only chat with me!"

Zhang Jingdong chuckled: "I did say I’d only chat, but I never specified the format of our conversation. Besides, I’m just trying to demonstrate why fishing can be similar to that activity."

Seeing Isabella still a bit embarrassed, Zhang Jingdong continued: "Oh, Isabella, I’ve already taken a lenient approach with you. If you’re going to get caught up in such petty matters, you might be overthinking it a bit."

Isabella wasn’t actually being petty, but she knew that if Zhang Jingdong continued, she might lose control and give in.

After all, when the dam starts breaking, not a single drop of water is innocent.

But she couldn’t find an argument to counter Zhang Jingdong’s words, so she glared at him resentfully and finally let go of his hand in silence.

Zhang Jingdong kissed her once more, then asked, "Have you been to Huaxia?"

Isabella worked to push the thoughts of his mischief out of her mind: "...Yes."

"When did you go?"

"It should have been in ’92."

"For a competition?"

"Yes."

"Where did you go?"

"Hang City and Shanghai."

"So you’ve been to West Lake?"

"Yes."

"What impressed you the most?"

Isabella thought carefully, then said, "There was a tower, a long bridge, and the willow trees there were very beautiful."

Zhang Jingdong nodded with a smile: "What you mentioned is all true, and I also think West Lake is very beautiful. However, what left the deepest impression on me wasn’t its beauty, but a dancing car."

"A dancing car?" Isabella blinked her blue eyes: "Really? I’ve never seen a dancing car in Europe."

"Impossible, there should be dancing cars in Europe too. Have you really never seen one?"

Isabella thought again carefully, then slowly shook her head: "I truly haven’t seen one. What brand was the car you mentioned?"

"Mercedes."

"Mercedes? Are you sure? I have a Mercedes, but mine doesn’t dance. Which model are you talking about?"

Zhang Jingdong held back his laughter: "Whether the car can dance mainly depends on how it’s operated."

"I remember it was night time; I was leaving the West Lake area to find a restaurant for dinner, and then I noticed a dancing Mercedes by the roadside."

"I was as surprised as your expression a moment ago, so under the moonlight, I approached the car to take a closer look."

"When I got close to the car, I suddenly saw a woman’s face."

"The woman was very beautiful, and her expression was full of joy."

"At the time, I thought it was haunted, so I walked a bit closer, and then I suddenly noticed there was a man behind her..."