Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Zhang Family's Mansion
After the midterm exam, Zhang Ang resumed tennis training. So there is very little time to send Xinyu home.
On the weekends, he grinded hard and finally coaxed Xinyu to go to his apartment to cook for him. He took a few prawns from his refrigerator, boiled a pot of tomato and egg noodles, and Zhang Ang ate his share of soup and noodles. also looked at her share with great interest. Naturally, that won't let him succeed.
After eating, he diligently went to wash the dishes. Then take a box and do it next to Xinyu.
"I want to give you a gift."
Xinyu sat up straight and watched him open the box.
"This is a stun stick, press and hold here for three seconds to unlock it, and here is the alarm. It is specially made as a hanging ornament, which can be hung directly on the bag for decoration. β
Xinyu hesitantly took the electric shock rod with alarm function that he handed over.
"Actually, there's really no need......," he glanced at him, and immediately changed his words, "It's necessary, it's necessary, but it's really not wrong to hang it on the bag like this?" β
"This one is specially designed and safe. It's hanging like that. You have this watch with you, and I have a positioning system in it. β
Heart Rain: "! β
Zhang Ang: "Positioning can be turned off at any time. Am I not worried about you? The style is also my choice, Cartier limited edition, do you like it or not? β
Not very much. It feels like a shackle.
Seeing that Xinyu was not very reluctant, he explained softly: "You are always alone, I really don't worry, it's good to see you, but when I can't see you, I think about where you are no matter what I do." If you don't want to wear it, you can do it, but you have to promise me that if I call you, you will definitely answer it. β
It's not a three-year-old...... But my heart is a little sweet.
"Can you take the watch back? I don't really like to wear things on my body, and this watch looks expensive. β
Zhang Ang didn't force her to wear it, but stuffed it into her bag.
"I picked this one for a long time and showed it to me on a private date."
Xinyu blushed and packed the things. Then he took out the figure model he was going to give him from his bag.
"Gifts."
Zhang Ang opened the box happily and was very happy to see that it was Tyrande's archery model. I suddenly remembered that she had gone to sell photos before.
"You spent a lot of money buying this for me, didn't you?"
"Don't worry, I didn't borrow money, full amount."
He smiled and rubbed her hair. Place the figure next to Illidan. looked at Illidan surrounded by two Tyrandes, one on the left and one on the right, and said with a smile:
"Look at how good our hearts are, let your kid hug left and right."
She found that she especially liked his silly appearance.
"It's almost time, I'm going to go first." Seeing that he also got up, he pressed him on the sofa, "No need to send it." β
The heat in her hand came from her shoulder, and Zhang Ang swallowed. Xinyu looked at his sexy Adam's apple and pursed her lips unconsciously.
Both of them knew it was best to stop now, but their bodies seemed to have a magnetic attraction, getting closer and closerβ
The phone rang for a while, and Xinyu hurriedly looked through his phone.
"Mine." Zhang Ang saw that it was a harassing call, and he broke it off in annoyance.
"I ...... I'm leaving. β
Looking at the heart rain that seems to be fleeing. He got up and drove her to the elevator. As the elevator door was about to close, he sensitively entered the elevator and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. Looking at her face, it turned red visibly to the naked eye, and resisted the urge to pull her into his arms. Take a few steps back and stand outside the elevator.
"See you tomorrow."
She nodded.
Zhang Ang returned to the apartment, cleaned up, and after receiving the call, got into the car sent by the family.
Almost an hour later, the car drove into the Zhang family's mansion.
After another ten minutes, the car stopped at the entrance of the main building, and Zhang Ang got out of the car. A two-year-old boy lunged at him.
"Brother, brother!"
"Come, brother, hug."
The little boy squinted with laughter and crawled straight over him.
Zhang Ang greeted the young and beautiful woman who was standing next to him smiling.
"Aunt Min."
"Come on in, it's hot outside. Shengsheng come down. β
"Don't, I want my brother to hug me."
The little boy hugged Zhang Ang tightly.
"It's okay, Aunt Min."
The group entered the living room.
Zhang Chongshan is making tea.
"Distinguished guests are here, come and drink tea."
Zhang Ang hugged his younger brother over. Lin Minmin hurried over and forcibly fished him out.
"Don't, don't, mommy is badβ"
It wasn't until the child's crying was gone away that Zhang Chongshan stretched his brows.
"It's a headache."
Zhang Ang didn't speak, and this seemingly complaining remark was more like an alternative show-off. He lifted the teapot and poured tea for his father.
"Listen to your Uncle Cheng, you have recently started playing tennis again? What's with? β
"The timing of the event in Shanghai coincided with Cen Yang's business trip. He's a tennis fan, so I'll give him a VIP seat at the hotel and I'll take the opportunity to meet him again. β
Although Cen Yang expressed interest in their solicitation and had a good conversation with Zhang Ang, he did not take any actual action.
Zhang Chongshan patted him on the shoulder, "You are getting more and more sophisticated. I'm also worry-free. β
Zhang Ang explained with a smile: "Originally, I wanted to report to you after I got a place in the competition. β
"How sure are you that you'll get a spot?"
"Eighty percent. But winning or losing is not the key, the key is to appear in front of him clearly. β
Talented people, most of them have some weird temperaments. Sometimes you need to find a different way. Zhang Chongshan nodded.
Father and son moved to the study. Keep talking.
"I'm on the phone with your mother, and she's accepted that Monsieur Rollande's proposal and is choosing a date. You can fly to Hong Kong on New Year's Day to see her. Chenchen is having trouble with her. β
"Okay."
Lin Minmin knocked on the door and came in with fruits.
"Every time you father and son meet, you like to close the door and talk non-stop. Nor will he accompany me and Shengsheng. β
"Madame, what is the little ancestor doing?"
"He slept."
"I'll sleep for a while, call me in fifteen minutes."
Zhang Ang and Lin Minmin exited the study.
She suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, looked at him shyly and timidly, and said:
"I bought fish today and want to make your favorite squirrel mandarin fish, would you like to come to the kitchen and have a look?"
Zhang Ang had no choice but to follow her to the kitchen. When he arrived in the kitchen, seeing that there was no figure inside, a sneer appeared on Zhang Ang's face.
"Sister Lan was a little unwell, so I asked her to rest. Anyway, I do it a lot with the kitchen guys. She took the apron and walked towards Zhang Ang step by step, and the soft skin-tone knitted sleeveless dress outlined the proud female curves.
"Dashuai, can you help me tie my apron? I can't see it behind me. β
She slipped her apron into his hand, turned around, and ruffled her long hair. The smooth neck and looming is the beautiful back.
Zhang Ang quickly fastened the belt for her and widened the distance between the two.
Lin Minmin was proud in her heart, it is indeed difficult for a boy of this age to resist the temptation like her.
But it's really that she thinks too much, and Zhang Ang can't stand the smell of her perfume.
"Come and help me wash the dishes."
Zhang Ang took a basket of tomatoes and washed them in the sink far away from Lin Minmin.
Lin Minmin said coquettishly: "What are you doing so far away from me? I'm not going to eat you again. β
Zhang Ang quickly washed the tomatoes in his hand, took out a tissue and wiped his hands, turned his back to her and said, "I can't help it, Aunt Min's perfume smells, I smell uncomfortable." β
Lin Minmin's face brushed down, and he changed into a harmless and gentle appearance of humans and animals, and said softly:
"Then what perfume you like to smell, I'll change it next time."
"Not necessarily. It doesn't matter what I like, it's important for Aunt Min to know what my father likes. Sorry, I went out first. β
Lin Minmin looked at his back as he disappeared at the door, and his hand holding the knife trembled with anger.
After dinner, Zhang Ang boarded the car arranged by the old house.
Seeing that the driver had changed someone, Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper, said, "This is Xiao Wang, a newcomer." β
"Hello, young master."
Xiao Wang opened the door for Zhang Ang diligently.
Zhang Ang's sensitive nose caught a familiar, almost non-existent perfume smell on him.
Zhang Ang smiled at him, got into the car, and left the Zhang family's mansion.
Zhang Chongshan and Lin Minmin chatted all the way back to the hall.
He sat on the sofa with his wife's soft waist around him, watched her wrap herself tightly, and asked strangely, "Don't you like black clothes?" Why did you put on this one today? β
"You men are angry, the air conditioner is turned low, and I feel cold."
Looking at the somewhat flustered expression of his wife, and looking closely, the neck covered by the high collar showed abnormal red marks.
He pulled down his collar.
"No...... Lofty mountains. β
Lin Minmin's eyes were filled with tears.
"I ...... It's all my fault, Zhang Ang is already old, I should keep my distance from him. β
Looking at the corners of her husband's pursed mouth and his serious and cold face, she lowered her head and deliberately turned the starry red in front of his eyes.
"I shouldn't wear that dress just because you like it...... Chongshan, forget it, don't take it to heart, he's still a child. Sometimes it's normal to not be able to control yourself. β
"I've wronged you."
Zhang Chongshan arranged her collar, and there was no joy or anger in his tone.
Lin Minmin snuggled into her husband's arms, and Rou Yi swam around his chest like a spirit snake, half angry and half happy: "Who told me to follow you." I can only bear it for you. The big deal is that the next time he comes back, I'll hide out under the pretext. β
Zhang Chongshan pushed her down on the sofa and couldn't wait to tear open her clothes, and the fragile pearl buttons were scattered all over the ground.
"You're the mistress of this house, you don't need to avoid it. Be attentive. β
Lin Minmin had an unbearable expression, and her plump breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing. She knew that this was Zhang Chongshan's favorite scene.
"Is it good to go back to the room, what about others......"
"They're just as sensible as you are."
A passion play soon unfolded in the living room.
Sister Lan, who was hidden in the shadows, quietly retreated. Ducked to his room and dialed Zhang Ang's phone.
Zhang Ang gossiped with the driver again.
"Where did you work before, and how long have you been working in the old mansion?"
The driver replied respectfully: "Master Hui, I was the driver of the branch before, and the chairman felt that my car drove steadily, so he asked me to be his exclusive driver." It's been less than a month since I arrived. β
"Your car is driving quite steadily. My dad poached you, and Uncle Cheng is short of people. β
"The eldest young master said with a smile, Tuoshengkai's salary is high, and there are so many people who want to go, I just left on the front foot, and someone made up for it on the back foot."
The two chatted without a word.
Zhang Ang picked up Sister Lan's phone.
"I'm Zhang Ang."
Sister Lan told Zhang Ang everything she heard and saw.
She reminded him worriedly, "This woman is really poisonous, if she can't seduce you again and again, she will separate your father-son relationship, what are you going to do next?" β
Zhang Ang, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, was afraid of Xiao Wang's driver who drove him in front. Didn't make it very clear.
"Don't worry, my father, you're not old yet. I'm not a soft persimmon either. You don't have to take this to heart. β
His father wasn't easy to fool.