1 Year Of Beginning

"EXCUSE ME?"

For the first time, Feng Mian raised her voice near Zhang Liang. She was always keeping her composure and tried to restrain her action. After all, she knew that the difference in status between the two of them was so big. She didn't want to court death by acting insolent.

She just couldn't help it this time.

On the front, Secretary He was trying his best to not speak at all. He focused his entire attention to driving, not paying any attention to the two on the passenger seat. No matter what, he should not anger his boss.

"We're married, so it's only natural to live together," Zhang Liang replied unhurriedly.

"But…"

"If you want their suspiciousness to grow, you can choose to return back."

Feng Mian shut her mouth unhappily even though she knew that Zhang Liang was speaking with reason. The two of them needed to act like they were a real couple. It was already enough that she couldn't act well in front of Zhang Yi and Zhang Ai. If she continued that, it would turn even worse later. At the very least, she needed to do something to make them didn't feel suspicious around her.

"…Fine."

"Good."

"Will your siblings come to visit?" Feng Mian recalled that Zhang Ai told her that she wanted to visit.

Zhang Liang nodded. "They might come in the future. There's no need to worry. They'll only interfere if they didn't like you."

Didn't like you…

Feng Mian felt like crying. "How should I know whether they like me or not?"

Even if the information that Zhang Ai searched was good, they have only met with each other for like… one hour?

Passing a glance at Feng Mian, Zhang Liang knew that this woman was neither remarkable nor unremarkable. Aside from the fact that she could do her work well and seemed to be trying to hold herself back in front of him, he barely knew anything about her. Oh right, she also could eat well and not picky.

"You can win Xiao Ai with food."

Feng Mian: "…" I can cook, but there's no way I can challenge your chef. I'm sure that the food you eat everyday tastes much better than my cooking.

Zhang Liang took out his phone, intending to finish his work. "As for my twin, you can just be yourself."

"What?"

"I'm sure you won't have any problem dealing with him."

"But…" Feng Mian wanted to protest, but Zhang Liang no longer paid any attention to her. He was focusing on his phone, which must have contained a lot of important information. Knowing that the man before her is also the president of several companies, she decided to shut up.

He was so busy every day. She knew that Zhang Liang was famous a demon in the company because of how much he loved to make them work. But no matter how much they worked, they could never be compared to the work this president did every day.

In their eyes, he looked like he lived to work.

Looking outside the car's window, Feng Mian wondered whether she would be able to get used to this new living condition or not. She was worried that she would make herself a joke because of her inability to act like a noble. Even the servants in Zhang Family mansion might look down on her.

'A leader is really tiring.'

It took a short time before they could arrive in the mansion. Zhang Family had several mansions and this one was located in the same city, but slightly at the edge.

Feng Mian glanced to look unto the mansion before her. It was very grand with probably hundreds of meters' square width. Since the cost for lands in this city was cheap, it was easier for him to buy such a large area.

The mansion was light blue in color, which looked so beautiful under the night light. There was a wide garden at the side of the mansion and also a large fountain at the very front. The car stopped in front of the door before Secretary He hurriedly opened the door for the two of them.

"Thank you," Feng Mian gave her thanks when she walked out.

Secretary He smiled. "It's my job, Madam."

Madam?

Feng Mian smiled awkwardly. She needed to get used to this new term as soon as possible or she might not be able to live peacefully in this residence.

Zhang Liang waited for Feng Mian to get out before he looked at Secretary He. "Arrange a meeting tomorrow. We need to start the advertis.e.m.e.nt."

"Yes!"

After he had finished giving instruction to his secretary, Zhang Liang walked into the house. Feng Mian followed behind him while her eyes wandered around in curiosity. As they got inside, she saw a middle aged man stood respectfully. He had white hair but his face didn't look that old yet.

Upon seeing Zhang Liang, the middle aged man bowed slightly. "Welcome back, Master."

Zhang Liang nodded. "This is Feng Mian. From now on she'll live with me."

"I understand. Should I prepare a room…"

"She'll stay in the same room with me."

Feng Mian nearly tripped on her leg when she heard Zhang Liang's words. She could accept living together with him, but must they stay in the same room? Come on! She wanted her privacy!

Zhang Liang ignored the glare from the young lady behind him. He pointed to the middle aged man. "This is Butler Lou. He's in charge of everything in this house, so you can ask him anything. He'll be showing you where I stay."

"I…" Feng Mian wanted to protest, but Zhang Liang's eyes were giving her warning. She knew that she couldn't win against him. Her words were swallowed back into her throat.

Nodding unwillingly, Feng Mian replied. "I understand."

"Good."

Zhang Liang walked away and made a call. It seemed that he still had a lot of work to do. On the other hand, Butler Lou looked at Feng Mian with a smile on his face. "Madam Zhang, please follow me."

"…Ok."