Chapter 9 Zhang Zhiyang

In front of the woman, was a man looking in his early twenties wearing a black windbreaker, although that man's face was covered by his hair as he looked down at that woman, it did not hide that well defined jawline of his and handsome silhouette. He excluded a frosty aura, it was so strong that even Ming An Ling, who stood rather far away could feel the pressure.

Based on hearing what people said, that woman was the daughter of Han family's Han Puxuan, she had been harassing that man ever since they stepped in, well she didn't even touch the corners of his sleeves before getting held down.

That man looked up and Liyan let out a gasp.

"What's wrong? Do you know him?" Questioned Ming An Ling

"He's called Zhang Zhi Yang, have you heard of the capital Zhang family's beloved young lord? That's him." Liyan answered 

"Who?..." Ming An Ling raised her brow baffled.

"Based on your job, you should know. Why do you sound so clueless?." Liyan looked at her skeptically

"....uh I don't look through the archives."

"Nevermind, I will give you a brief through,

Zhang Zhiyang, aged 21. Young master of the capital's Zhang family, at the age of 18 he started the company Hai Tian and brought it to what it was today. Recently it was merged with Zhang corporation. Not only that, his company has branches in Y city, however he has never come before and was only active in the capital. I wonder what brought him here." Liyan bewildered.

"NO PLEASE, MASTER ZHANG! I'M SORRY I SHOULD NOT HAVE PESTERED YOU. PLEASE LET ME GO!" wailed Han Puxuan.

However Zhang Zhiyang simply waved his hand, the guards dragged Han Puxuan away kicking and screaming.

Before Zhang Zhiyang departed, his eyes lingered in Ming An Ling's direction or maybe.

"An Ling, I feel like... Zhang Zhiyang glanced in our direction. He didn't hear what we said right?..." Liyan awkwardly asked as she grabbed onto Ming An Ling's arm. "He's scary...."

Ming An Ling shook her head, maybe it was her misconception.

"Anyways Han Puxuan was a real one, she actually dares to pester him. Zhang Zhiyang is formidable, one time a female tried to hit on him and touch him but her arm got broken. I heard that she even became a cripple. From then on despite wanting him, women dared not get near." Liyan gossiped.

"I think he's into men." Ming An Ling spoke

"Please don't say that! He's friends with your fourth brother." Liyan jumped "Actually do you think he is? I think he could be with your brother."

"..."

It was 8pm when Ming An Ling reached back home.

The moment she stepped in, she was tackled by her mom who gave her a big hug.

"An An, you are finally back! I missed you so much!" Ning yuan weeped, she could not bear the thought of her daughter gone again.

Ming An Ling went back to her room and took out the items from her bag. She handed the gifts to Ning yuan and Ming Ji respectively.

"This is for you," said she softly with a casual look on her exquisite face.

Seeing the gifts and pastries the couple jumped for joy.