1 Year Of Beginning

Ring! Ring!

Feng Mian opened her eyes drowsily. Upon seeing the unfamiliar ceiling, she jumped to sit down. Her eyes scanned her surroundings before realization dawned to her.

'Right, I'm in Zhang Liang's house.'

"You're awake?" Zhang Liang sat up and messed up his hair. Seeing his appearance, Feng Mian was stunned. He might not dress up yet, but he still looked as good looking as ever. In addition, his toned muscle could be seen from beneath his large shirt.

Luckily, the pillow that separated the two of them was still in place. They didn't have any problem to sleep silently and didn't breach to each other's place. Right now, Feng Mian was glad that her bed was small, so she had long gotten used to stay still when sleeping because if not, she would fall on the floor.

"Y-yes."

Zhang Liang furrowed his brows. "It's still 6 AM. You can sleep again if you want."

"Ah." Feng Mian's eyes landed on the alarm clock on the table beside Zhang Liang. He must be the one setting the alarm so early in the morning. He must have thought that she woke up because of it too.

"So early?"

"I need to finish my work," Zhang Liang replied, his husky voice was still hoarse, enticing those who heard if only the one in the room was not Feng Mian because she could not think of getting close to him. He walked out of the bed and headed to the bathroom.

Feng Mian stayed still on the bed, wondering what she should do. In truth, she already had enough sleep last night. After all, she only needed 6-7 hours to sleep each day.

'I'll just get ready.'

She waited until Zhang Liang got out of the bathroom before she walked inside. Because she was not used to using bathtub, Feng Mian decided to use the shower and took a bath. There was a bathroom robe, which she used before she walked out.

On the bed was a set of women's clothes.

Feng Mian picked the clothes and changed in the bathroom. It suited her perfectly, but this kind of dress was not suitable for work. Thinking that she needed to ask Zhang Liang again because her clothes were not washed yet, Feng Mian sighed. She walked out of the room.

'Wait, which way is the dining room?'

"Madam?" A servant asked when she noticed Feng Mian stood still for a long time.

Feng Mian raised her head. "Excuse me, which way is the dining room?"

"It's over here, Madam."

"Thank you."

Feng Mian followed the long corridor before she found a large door that was already open. It was heading to a room with a table inside. Zhang Liang was already there, dressed neatly in a suit.

"Good morning, President," Feng Mian greeted.

Zhang Liang raised his head. "Call me using my name."

"Oh… Zhang Liang," Feng Mian repeated. She inched closer and sat down on the opposite side of Zhang Liang.

"Eat first. Afterwards, we can take a picture."

"Ok."

Feng Mian recalled that they still hadn't took any pic for the marriage certificate, so she nodded. Looking at the luxurious food in front of her, Feng Mian pushed her wailing heart and started to eat. In any case, she was not the one who paid for these.

The two finished their breakfast and Butler Lou took the pic. Zhang Liang sent the pic to his friend to finish the registration.

"Oh right, Zhang Liang, can I have a different set of clothes?" Feng Mian recalled her purpose when she searched for him.

"What clothes do you want?" Zhang Liang's eyes landed on Feng Mian's dress. It was long but with a short sleeve. The white color also suited her very much.

"White t-shirt and black skirt for work."

"Denied."

"What? Why?" Feng Mian was stunned.

"You don't have to go to work for the rest of the days this month," Zhang Liang replied as he picked up his suitcase. By this time, Secretary He had come and walked inside. It seemed that he was also the driver in the morning.

Feng Mian pursed her lips. "President, you're the one who gave rules that all employees have to come to work if they want their pay."

"I did?"

Feng Mian: "…" Don't pretend to forget! That rule is already there even before you take over the company.

Zhang Liang took out his phone and made a call.

"Yes, President?" a respectful voice could be heard.

"Tell the design department that they didn't have to come to the company for the rest of the month unless they have unfinished work. I don't want any unnecessary use of electricity."

"Yes, President."

Feng Mian's jaw was opened wide. Did he… just order the entire department to have vacation because he didn't want her to go to work?

That was excessive!

And what kind of reason was that? She knew that Zhang Liang was famous for doing his work efficiently and disliked those who couldn't work well, but he would not give vacation easily.

"Is that enough?" Zhang Liang asked.

"That's…"

At this moment, Feng Mian's phone rang. She quickly picked it up and heard the excited voice of Yu Yan.

"Mian'er, we have vacation for the rest of the month! Our team don't have anything else to do aside from supervising. Since you have done it yesterday, we don't have to come at all."

"T-that's great!" Feng Mian tried to make herself sound excited. In truth, her heart was in great turmoil.

"Now, take care of yourself and don't try to overexert when you take care of your mother. I want to head to the mall. Can I visit you in the hospital today?"

"I'll be going back early to rest today," Feng Mian hurriedly explained. She could sense a certain man was glaring at her if she accepted the arrangement. Even though she wanted to visit her mother, she couldn't do it for now.

"Aw, that's too bad. But it's fine, you need to rest."

"Have fun, Yu Yan."

"Yes."

Feng Mian closed her phone and looked at Zhang Liang. "It's fine."

"Stay at home today. You can visit your mother tomorrow."

"Yes."