1 Year Of Beginning

Unfortunately, Feng Mian knew that she wouldn't be able to convince Zhang Liang to call her name directly. If they wanted to show other people that they were 'in love,' a certain degree of acting would be needed. And one of the most important things would be their nicknames and way of calling each other.

At the very least, she didn't need to call him darling. Because if she truly has to say it like that… she wouldn't be able to act.

At the front, Secretary He was trying his best to keep his expression firm because he knew that his boss would kill him if he laughed. He definitely couldn't let anyone saw this. Zhang Liang might be able to act, but his cold expression right now just made it difficult for anyone to believe that he was 'in love.' It was too stoic.

Well, as the famous demon, it wouldn't be weird for him to have a fixed expression.

"We've arrived."

"He Lian," Zhang Liang called out. "You're working overtime today."

Secretary He was just about to relax because the two of them would get out. Upon hearing Zhang Liang's words, he was stunned speechless. Damn it! The president was angry because he listened to their conversations or was it because he wanted to laugh?

Either way, he knew that he wouldn't be able to escape the torturing today. He sighed as he called his wife to tell her that he needed to work overtime again today. Hopefully she wouldn't be too angry because he couldn't accompany her.

Feng Mian walked out of the car and looked towards the building before her. It was a famous restaurant that had a high price. Normally, she wouldn't even dream to eat here because even eating just once might drain her hard earned money to drain almost immediately.

"Uhm, it's here?" Feng Mian asked hesitantly.

Zhang Liang nodded. "Just act natural."

Act natural?

Thinking about how expensive the items in this building was, Feng Mian was certain that she wouldn't be able to act natural. She had never entered this kind of building, alright! How do you expect her to act natural when she knew that she was not eating food but money?

As Feng Mian felt depressed, she blurted out, "Can't you just hire an actress if you want the acting more natural?"

"They'll find out if it's an actress."

His movements were monitored by a lot of people. Even though it was easy for him to overthrow those annoying reporters, he still let them report some news about him. However, he knew that those around him would be used by his father to monitor his movement.

An actress would be easy to find out, so he needed someone else. As he was used to spending his time in his company, a workplace romance shouldn't be impossible. Well, he was actually too busy to care about things like that, but it didn't matter. He just needed peace for a year.

Feng Mian followed Zhang Liang into the building. Her eyes darted around, looking at the finely decorated walls. They were made of wood, which was finely crafted on the surface. She was not sure how much effort needed just to make one of them. It was so beautiful.

'…I must have picked the wrong person.'

Looking at how Feng Mian was already astonished by the decoration, Zhang Liang felt a slight headache. The only reason he picked Feng Mian was because of her ordinary background. However, he forgot that he lived in a completely different world. For Feng Mian, it wouldn't be easy for her to act natural in a completely foreign place.

"Master Zhang, you have arrived," the manager quickly greeted Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang nodded. "Lead the way."

"Yes."

Feng Mian watched as the manager hurriedly lead the way. She felt a bit amused when she saw a person of high status was treated like an ordinary servant. Well, for them, it would be an honor to serve someone at Zhang Liang's status.

Klep!

"Dad! Come on, that's mine!"

"Don't be stingy."

The sound of a young woman and a man entered Feng Mian's ears. As Zhang Liang stood before her, she couldn't see anything before her. She tilted her body to the side to look inside the room.

There were two people inside. One of them was already of old age, which was clear from his mixed hair color of white and black. He had a mischievous smile on his face, which clearly showed that he was amused. The other one was a young girl, who was around her age. She had bright eyes and long hair. Her small mouth was pursed with her hand stretched, trying to take back the cupcake that the old man held in his hand.

"Father, are you teasing Xiao Ai, again?" Zhang Liang asked in cold tone as he strode inside.

Xiao Ai?

Feng Mian tried to recall everything she knew about the Zhang Family. Because they were not celebrities, it was not easy to know much about their private information. All she knew was the fact that Zhang Liang had lost his mother a long time ago, and the Zhang Family was led by his father, Zhang Yi. Zhang Liang had two siblings, one older twin brother and one younger sister.

The younger sister's name was Zhang Ai, so this young woman over here should be his sister.

'I thought there's only going to be his father here…'

Feng Mian wanted to cry, but she held her tears. Her eyes looked at the two people in front of her nervously. She didn't know whether she would be able to make a good impression or not.

"Oh, you have come Liang," Zhang Yi, the old man, smiled. He raised the cupcake higher, not allowing Zhang Ai to reach it.

"You call me suddenly, asking me to come just now."

Zhang Liang's tone was accusing, but Zhang Yi didn't pay any attention. His eyes landed on the small woman behind Zhang Liang curiously. He had seen her picture before, but this would be the first time he had ever seen her in person.

"So, this is Feng Mian."

"Feng Mian greets Elder Zhang," Feng Mian hurriedly bowed politely upon hearing her name called. Her nervousness was so apparent that it made Zhang Liang wish to face palm.