Chapter 171 A Woman's Heart

The night sea breeze blows gently across the yacht, bringing a slight coolness.

Zhang Ning sat on the top floor of the yacht, leaning against the railing with his legs stretched out side by side.

The slender jade hand dropped down, and the soft fingertips gently stroked Yang Huan's face, finally stopping on his forehead, teasing with five fingers.

It's very comfortable and relaxing, and I feel like falling asleep.

Yang Huan closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed this warmth.

Neither of them spoke, neither wanting to break this rare silence.

A lively cocktail party was being held in the yacht downstairs, but the top floor of the yacht seemed to blend into the dark night sky and sea view.

It took him a long time to think about the serious matters.

"Later, please help me contact a ventriloquist master in China."

Yang Huan is very lazy. When he is too lazy to talk, he doesn't even want to open his eyes.

"Ventriloquism? Do you want to learn ventriloquism?" Zhang Ning was a little surprised and a little amused.

Ventriloquism is indeed very interesting, but she could not imagine what it would be like for Yang Huan to learn ventriloquism.

"Do I still need to learn? Don't you know how good my ventriloquism skills are?" Yang Huan laughed, his eyes still closed.

Zhang Ning immediately understood what he meant. This ventriloquism was different from that other ventriloquism.

Even though it was pitch black around her, she could still feel her face burning.

This guy is just like that, he is never serious.

However, it was strange that before, whenever he got close to me, he would want to do something rude, but now...

He just lay there with his eyes closed, but didn't fall asleep.

"Who wants to learn ventriloquism?" Zhang Ning asked softly.

Yang Huan gently stretched out his right hand, grabbed her soft hand, and pressed it against his face. It felt warm and smooth.

“Bird uncle and Yoona.”

Zhang Ning frowned, "Why do they want to learn ventriloquism?"

Yang Huan laughed mischievously, "Don't you think it's interesting to let a big star learn ventriloquism? Especially Yoona, a beautiful girl, imitating all kinds of animal sounds. Isn't that very subversive?"

Zhang Ning chuckled, "My Master Huan, aren't you deliberately playing a trick on me?"

It would be fine if you were playing a prank on them in private, but they are big stars after all. It wouldn't be nice to play a prank on them like this, right?

"Whoa?" Yang Huan laughed again, but he was still too lazy to open his eyes.

"These days, celebrities are meant to be pranked. Haven't you noticed that variety shows around the world are basically all about pranking celebrities?"

Zhang Ning thought about it carefully and it seemed to make some sense, but he also felt that something was not quite right.

This guy sometimes does things in a mysterious way, which seems nonsensical, but after things happen, when you think about it again, it seems that he is not completely reckless.

Since becoming famous, Psy has earned at least 20 to 30 million pounds for Yang Huan. Even if he does nothing now, this golden signboard can at least sustain him for another one or two years, and the potential income is tens of millions of pounds.

Lin Yoona has just become popular and her commercial value is not that high yet, but her potential benefits cannot be underestimated.

Of course, Yang Huan was also very generous to them. Basically, the money earned was divided into 50% and 30% respectively. Yang Huan got 50% and they got 30%, and the remaining 20% ​​was distributed proportionally to other staff members such as Li Zhushan and Qiao Xi.

If Psy and Yoona mess up these two brands, Yang Huan himself will suffer a lot of losses, and it will also be tantamount to destroying other people's jobs.

Therefore, Zhang Ning believed that Yang Huan would not do such a thing.

He must have his own purposes and ideas.

"You, no matter what happens, you never tell others and always keep it in your heart." She scolded with great concern.

When Yang Huan heard this coquettish voice, his heart suddenly twitched for no reason.

He really had a lot of hidden things that he couldn't say and didn't know how to say.

"Maybe I've watched too many Wong Kar-wai movies."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ning didn't understand.

What does hiding one's secrets have to do with Wong Kar-wai's films?

"Have you noticed that the male protagonists in Wong Kar-wai's movies all look like they have a lot on their mind, and they have a lot of stories and experiences? But these male gods are usually the most popular with girls."

Zhang Ning raised his head and laughed. Even at this time, this guy still didn't act serious at all.

"Many people say that when I am melancholy, my eyes look like Leslie Cheung in Ashes of Time. When I frown and think about things, I look like Tony Leung Chiu Wai. Do you have this feeling?"

Zhang Ning almost laughed himself into a choke, nodding his head, "Yeah, yes, it feels very much like that. I feel like when you brag about yourself shamelessly, you look like Jacky Cheung in Carmen in Mongkok, and when you smile, you look like Ruhua."

After hearing this, Yang Huan sighed deeply, "So, the day doesn't understand the darkness of the night, and you don't understand my beauty either!"

After saying that, he showed off by making an eggplant gesture, as if to say, what I said is very rhyming, isn't it?

Zhang Ning laughed so hard that she fell on Yang Huan. She really found that when Yang Huan was by her side, she always felt that time passed very quickly and she always had plenty of laughter.

The soft long hair, with a faint fragrance, hangs on the face, itchy yet very comfortable.

After Zhang Ning laughed, he moved very close to his face, so close that he could feel his breath.

Her heart moved, and she moved closer and kissed him gently on the lips.

Being suddenly attacked, Yang Huan stretched out his arms, put his arms around her neck and kissed her passionately.

This kiss almost makes people reluctant to separate.

"From now on, tell me if you have any problems, okay?" Zhang Ning begged politely.

She hopes to share all his joys, sorrows, anger and happiness with her beloved man and share all his pressures.

Yang Huan still closed his eyes and agreed readily, "Okay."

But before Zhang Ning could react, he added, "If you promise to burn it after reading it, I will agree to it."

Burn after reading?

Zhang Ning almost wanted to strangle him to death. Those were clearly sweet words between romantic lovers, but he had to say such embarrassing things.

So she struggled to stand up.

It would save me from being her pillow and having to endure his teasing and provocation, which is too bullying.

"Don't move, I'll lie down for a while!"

"Why?" Zhang Ning asked angrily, but he really didn't move.

Yang Huan said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Who told you to be a charming little fairy who is so charming that you can't even kill me?"

This time, Zhang Ning was drunk!

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When Zhuang Ziqing woke up, it was already dawn.

Turning around and looking sideways, the bed next door where Zhang Ning was supposed to be lying was empty.

She was startled. Where had Zhang Ning gone?

"Miss, she didn't come back all night."

Fengjiu woke up almost as soon as Zhuang Ziqing moved.

Didn't come back one night?

Zhuang Ziqing's heart almost sank to the bottom, and an ominous premonition engulfed her.

She immediately stood up from the bed, put on her shoes, opened the door and left the room.

Opposite the room was Yang Huan's room. The door was open and there was no one inside.

Where did they go?

Zhuang Ziqing bit her lip, her nose felt sore and she wanted to cry.

The man who might very well become her future husband might now be lying in the arms of another woman. It would be strange if she didn't feel anything.

She felt very upset and left the cabin to get some fresh air outside.

Coming out from the second floor, I immediately felt a breeze with a fishy but cool smell blowing towards me.

It makes people feel relaxed and happy.

When he came to the guardrail, Zhuang Ziqing turned around and saw a beautiful OL woman in a white shirt leaning against the guardrail on the top floor of the third floor.

Although she only saw the back, she immediately made a judgment.

It’s Zhang Ning!

What is she doing up there?

Is Yang Huan also on it?

Zhuang Ziqing was a little flustered and confused.

She really wanted to go up and take a look, but she was afraid of seeing something that she shouldn't and didn't want to see.

But in the end, curiosity drove her to step gently up the stairs.

Each step becomes higher, and each step becomes heavier.

But finally arrived.

The scene on the top floor was not what she had imagined.

Both of them fell asleep.

Yang Huan rested his head on Zhang Ning's legs, and was covered with Zhang Ning's coat and suit. Zhang Ning was only wearing a thin white shirt and sleeping against the guardrail.

Both of them were dressed neatly and it was obvious that they had done nothing.

At this moment, Zhuang Ziqing stood there in a daze.

She didn't know how to describe her feelings at this moment.

She even had a feeling that perhaps Zhang Ning was the most suitable woman for Yang Huan.

They are truly a match made in heaven.

At the same time, she was also wondering if she was being too sceptical.

Or maybe the person Yang Huan really likes is actually Zhang Ning?

Her background has made her more or less understand what it means to be forced to do things against one's will.

Many times, people with backgrounds like theirs cannot completely decide their own marriage.

She has always been very clear about this, so she has never been in a relationship.

Even though there have been more men pursuing her than the stars since she was a child, she has always remained unmoved.

It was not until her brother told her that her family wanted to marry her to Yang Huan that a man's name was truly engraved in her heart for the first time.

So, she began to pay attention to dressing up, putting on makeup, and her words and actions.

She even began to worry about Yang Huan, to be concerned about his affairs, and to think about him.

When she saw Yang Huan being close to Zhang Ning, Lin Yuna, and Horikita Maki, she felt uncomfortable.

Does this mean that she likes him?

Is it really possible for a woman to fall in love with a man because of a potential marriage?

She doesn't know.

She walked down quietly, without any sound or movement, and returned to her room, sitting there stupidly.

"Miss, have you found them?" Fengjiu noticed something was wrong.

Zhuang Ziqing did not answer.

"Are they..."

But still no answer was given.

"That's too much! I'll teach them a lesson!"

After saying that, Fengjiu was about to rush out the door. She couldn't let her young lady suffer any injustice.

“Xiaojiu.” Zhuang Ziqing called out to Fengjiu.

"Miss." Fengjiu braked suddenly, steadied herself and turned around.

"Let's go back!"

“Go…go back?” Fengjiu found it hard to understand.

Didn’t we agree to come and spy on the character of this future son-in-law?

Why are you going back now when you haven’t found out everything yet?

"Let's go back to London. I don't want to investigate anymore." Zhuang Ziqing calmed himself down and revealed a smile that was meant to be relaxed.

She didn't dare to stay here any longer.

She wanted to go back and follow the life path she had planned before.

As for what happens between her and Yang Huan, just let it take its course.

"Miss, are we really going back?" Fengjiu didn't dare to believe it.

"Well, let's go back, let's go now." Zhuang Ziqing didn't want to stay for a moment.

Fengjiu didn't think it was a pity, just a little regretful.

"Hey, I was planning to have a good fight with that Long Wu, but who knew..."

The two of them packed their things, and Zhuang Ziqing called her brother again, asking him to arrange someone to pick her up at the yacht dock at the venue. Then she wrote a note and left it in the room.

After getting off the yacht and walking onto the dock, we didn't walk far before we saw a car parked there.

The man who got out of the car to pick them up was a sturdy man in his thirties. He saw Long Wu standing at the bow of the yacht from a distance, smiled and nodded, then invited them to get in the car and returned to the driver's seat.

When Zhuang Ziqing and Feng Jiu looked at the yacht again, Long Wu was no longer there.

Zhuang Ziqing was a little reluctant, but gritted her teeth and said, "Let's drive."

It was not until the car disappeared at the dock that Long Wu appeared again.

"Long Sanqi, Zhuang Zicheng, Zhuang Ziqing, Phoenix Group..."

Long Wu muttered these names to himself.

He was also a little confused. As early as when he first saw Fengjiu, he had already noticed some clues.

But he also clearly felt that Fengjiu and Zhuang Ziqing had no ill will towards Master Huan, and it was also a family affair between the Yang and Zhuang families, so he did not expose it, but just observed secretly.

He has been following Zhuang Ziqing since she came out just now.

It’s just a little strange. Why did he come suddenly and leave just as suddenly?

It seems that Young Master Huan is right.

This woman's heart is like a needle in the sea!