Chapter 46

Gao Yang saw Zheng Xiujing's movements and asked in slight surprise, "Who made you angry?" Zheng Xiujing, with her cheeks slightly red from the heat, lowered her head and said nothing.

Gao Yang, unsure of the situation, didn't know what to say and could only quietly drive the car. For a moment, the car was silent.

"OPPA," Zheng Xiujing called softly.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Gao Yang asked gently.

Zheng Xiujing lifted her head and looked at Gao Yang's profile seriously, "OPPA, do you like me?"

The BMW car jolted slightly. Gao Yang turned on the turn signal and slowly pulled over to the side of the road. After parking, he turned to look at Zheng Xiujing. Her oval face was adorned with delicate makeup, her eyebrows were long, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. Her black long hair, parted in the middle, and white short-sleeved T-shirt gave off a youthful and lively aura.

Zheng Xiujing stared at Gao Yang with her large, clear eyes, her temples slightly sweating, feeling her heart rate gradually increase. Her hands unconsciously clenched.

"Cough," Gao Yang regained his composure and coughed lightly, having been deeply engrossed. "Why do you ask this?"

When she heard her sister say that Gao Yang was a playboy, Zheng Xiujing felt a strange feeling in her heart, indescribable. At the time, she impulsively defended Gao Yang, with a very complex mood. Over the past few months, no matter how late it was, Gao Yang would always text and chat with her until she fell asleep. Although they had only met a few times, she could vaguely understand his feelings. She herself didn't know whether she would accept or reject him if he really confessed.

After getting in the car, due to her sister's strong opposition and Gao Yang's gentle comfort, she finally couldn't hold back and asked directly!

Gao Yang was also surprised. His original plan was to take it slowly and reveal his feelings after spending more time together, but it seemed that today it had to be advanced.

He rubbed his eyebrows and looked at Zheng Xiujing's serious face. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he saw her hands circling each other in front of her! His lips curled slightly, and he said softly, "Hmm," his voice light but his meaning solemn!

Hearing Gao Yang's admission, Zheng Xiujing felt a mix of panic, understanding, confusion, and happiness. The redness on her cheeks became even more pronounced, and her thumbs unconsciously circled. Her originally serious expression completely disappeared, and she lowered her head, not knowing where to look. At that moment, she suddenly realized that she had been looking forward to his confession all along!

There is no such thing as love without a reason. Gao Yang's external conditions were quite good: he was over 1.8 meters tall, with a strong build from playing soccer in school, and a distinct, well-defined face. His strong presence and charisma had become more evident over the years.

Moreover, he was very rich! Although most common people wouldn't admit it, in real life, it was really, really important!

With these external conditions, what truly moved Zheng Xiujing was their first meeting. In that almost desperate situation, Gao Yang's bravery left a deep impression on her!

This was the most important point that allowed their relationship to develop step by step. The months of text message exchanges acted like a lubricant, gradually clarifying Gao Yang's image in her mind, leading to today's confession, which was a natural progression.

Seeing Zheng Xiujing's shy expression, Gao Yang felt reassured. He reached out and held her hand, smiling, "I..." Suddenly, a sharp braking sound came from outside, and a sky-blue car skidded to a stop in front of the BMW!

Both Gao Yang and Zheng Xiujing were startled by the sudden situation. Gao Yang frowned slightly, while Zheng Xiujing pouted when she saw the car. She was very familiar with it; it was her sister's car.

Just as he was about to take advantage of the moment, he was interrupted, and Gao Yang's anger rapidly rose. He pushed open the car door and got out, ready to teach the troublemaker a lesson.

Before he even got out, the person from the opposite car had already gotten out. With golden hair in a side ponytail, large sunglasses, a small floral mid-length chiffon dress, and pink high heels, Zheng Xiujing had already gotten out of the car and called out with a hint of anger, "Sister!"

Gao Yang's anger instantly dissipated. It was his sister-in-law. He awkwardly rubbed his forehead, realizing that Zheng Xiujing's bad mood was related to her sister.

Zheng Xiuyan, seeing her sister get into Gao Yang's car, had hurriedly followed. When she saw the BMW parked by the roadside, she stopped abruptly, worried about her sister.

She quickly walked up to her sister, "Are you okay?" Her tone was anxious.

"Sister, driving like that is dangerous!"

"I was worried you might get hurt!"

"I've already told you, Gao Yang OPPA is not that kind of person. Why do you think so evil of others!"

"You're still young, you don't understand. Sometimes these rich boys play pranks and bet on chasing girls. What if you get hurt?"

"Ah... How many times do I have to say it! No, no, no!"

"Cough." Gao Yang, standing to the side, coughed loudly. Both sisters turned to look at him. "It's so hot, let's find a cool place to talk. Someone is watching us." Gao Yang pointed to the opposite side.

In just a moment, both sisters were sweating. Moreover, passersby nearby had started to point and whisper.

Zheng Xiuyan quickly turned back to her car and drove ahead, leading the way. She didn't say a word to Gao Yang the entire time.

Gao Yang followed, thinking about how to handle the situation. "Someone is following you," the Origin's voice suddenly said in his mind. "Huh?" Gao Yang was slightly startled. "Check it out."

The Origin's report quickly came back, "It's a journalist from the Korean United News Agency."

"Damn, scared me there. I thought it was the CIA again," Gao Yang said with a smirk.

The two cars soon stopped in front of a coffee shop in Myeongdong. Zheng Xiujing took a large pair of sunglasses from her handbag and put them on, covering half her face.

Gao Yang smiled, "As an artist, don't you want more people to see you?"

"That's on stage, not in everyday life," Zheng Xiujing pouted.

The three entered the coffee shop, and the hall was nearly empty. Zheng Xiuyan clearly knew the place well, greeted the waiter, and headed straight for the second floor.

The coffee shop played soft instrumental music, and the warm sunlight filtered through the glass, creating an elegant and quiet atmosphere. They sat by the window, and Zheng Xiuyan couldn't help but twitch her lips when she saw her sister sit next to Gao Yang.

The waiter brought the coffee and left. Gao Yang enjoyed the atmosphere, resting his left hand on his chin and stirring the coffee with his right hand, looking very relaxed.

Seeing his expression, Zheng Xiuyan wrinkled her nose slightly, lifted her eyelids, and glared at Gao Yang. Gao Yang's lips curled slightly, glanced at her, and took a sip of coffee.

Zheng Xiuyan carefully examined Gao Yang. He wore a simple white shirt and dark blue jeans, with slightly messy medium-length hair. He looked very natural, with a faint smile on his lips. His face wasn't particularly handsome, but he exuded a mature charm.

She sighed slightly. This kind of man is very attractive to young girls. Zheng Xiuyan put down her coffee cup and looked at Gao Yang seriously, "A game?"

Gao Yang was taken aback, not expecting her to say that. He smiled and was about to speak when Zheng Xiujing loudly called out, "Sister!"

Zheng Xiuyan ignored her sister, clasped her hands together, and stared at Gao Yang. Putting down the spoon, Gao Yang looked at Zheng Xiuyan, a faint smile on his lips, and said, "No, I'm serious." Zheng Xiujing blushed, smoothed her hair, and lowered her head to drink coffee, full of coquetry.

"I've seen many rich boys, and they all say the same thing," Zheng Xiuyan said, clearly not believing him.

"Then how can I prove it? Should we get married now?" Gao Yang said with a smile. "Cough, cough!" Zheng Xiujing, who was drinking coffee, was choked by his words and started coughing loudly, covering her mouth.

Gao Yang quickly reached out and gently patted her back to help her. Zheng Xiujing took a while to recover, lightly tapping Gao Yang's shoulder, her face flushed, and softly called out, "OPPA!" full of coquetry.

"Ha ha," Gao Yang slightly turned to let her tap a few times. Zheng Xiuyan, watching the two flirt, felt a headache coming on. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt a tightness and turned to look out the window.

On the opposite side of the road, a man who looked like a journalist was taking photos with a high-powered camera! Gao Yang and Zheng Xiujing also noticed and turned to look. The man smiled and waved at them before calmly getting into his car and driving away. "This is bad," both sisters covered their foreheads.

"What's wrong?" Gao Yang asked, looking puzzled. Zheng Xiuyan glared at him speechlessly, and Zheng Xiujing explained helplessly, "OPPA, we are artists. If we are seen drinking coffee with you, it will be considered a scandal! Not only will our popularity be affected, but the company will definitely punish us."

"Drinking coffee with a friend, and this is considered a scandal?" Gao Yang asked, looking confused. Zheng Xiujing could only helplessly nod.

"Oh, I see," Gao Yang, under the surprised gaze of the Zheng sisters, took out his phone.

In the meeting room of a company building in Apgujeong 2-dong, President Kim Min-yeong and Director Yoo Yong-jin were welcoming the new chairman with a group of company executives.

Kim Yong-nam, sitting in the main seat, introduced himself, "My name is Kim Yong-nam. I represent the boss as the chairman of the company. I hope for your support in the future." He turned to President Kim Min-yeong and smiled, "Senior, I generally won't get involved in the company's specific affairs. Please continue as usual, and I leave it to you."

President Kim Min-yeong smiled and said, "That's my job." He took a sip of water and continued, "Chairman Kim, can you reveal who the buyer is?"

Kim Yong-nam leaned back in his chair and smiled, "The boss doesn't want to say, so don't ask. What I can say is that the boss is very, very rich." "Ha ha, could it be a Saudi prince?" a board member joked.

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