1 Year Of Beginning

The fireworks were pretty. Feng Mian and Zhang Ai loved them very much. The two of them basically chatted about the celebration and run here and there. This surprised the others greatly.

Zhang Xue looked at Zhang Liang. "Why do I feel that there are two kids in this house now?"

Zhang Liang rolled his eyes. "How long do you want to let them play with the fireworks? It's already almost 1 AM."

"Xiao Ai can't be stopped when she's still energetic."

"Just wait a bit more." Compared to the two excited women, Lu Di La was sitting with a glass of wine in her hand. She sipped her wine slowly. "Let them have some fun."

"Alright."

Zhang Liang sighed. Looking at their cheerful expression, he didn't have the heart to stop them from playing too. Come to think about it, this was the first time he saw Feng Mian smile so happily. Considering their relationship, he was not too surprised, though.

People wore a mask when they were outside in society, not letting their real selves be shown easily. This was the only way they could possibly survive.

After a bit more time, Feng Mian dragged her legs back to the other four. Zhang Yi was also sitting with his sons and Lu Di La, chatting about this and that. Upon seeing Feng Mian, Zhang Liang stood up.

"Is it fun?"

"Yes," Feng Mian replied with a grin. "I haven't been able to play fireworks in years." Last year, she was busy studying because of exams. Her university held the examination a few days after New Year, so she had no choice but to spend most of her time studying. It was the same for the past few years, so her words were not a lie.

Zhang Liang nodded. "Let's have a rest. There's work tomorrow."

Feng Mian's face fell. "Pre-Brother Liang, you're saying that there's work today?"

It was already past midnight, so today was already the second day of this month. Thinking about having to work again, Feng Mian really wished to curse this workaholic.

"En."

"WHY?"

"There's only celebration tomorrow," Zhang Liang elaborated. "Come to the company in the evening."

"Oh…."

For a second, Feng Mian thought that he meant for them to begin working on a new design right away. Thankfully, it was just a celebration. Oh right, he did tell her that the sales report for the past few days have come out and the result was above expectation.

No wonder he decided to hold a celebration.

"Father, I'm going to rest first."

Zhang Yi waved his hand. "Go and have rest. This old man still has to take care of a little troublemaker."

Feng Mian didn't need to be a genius to know who the troublemaker was. The squeal of a woman from behind her along with the sound of hurried footsteps told her that Zhang Ai was still having fun. It seemed that Zhang Ai was so energetic and hadn't felt satisfied yet.

"I'll be going too, F-father?" Feng Mian's words sounded uncertain.

Zhang Yi's smile grew wider. "Yes. Go and have rest. Make sure that this brat rests properly, ok?"

"Yes."

Zhang Liang led Feng Mian inside. Zhang Xue looked at his father in confusion but decided to not say anything about it. Since his father seemed to take a liking to Feng Mian, he would not say anything. He only hoped for the best for his younger twins.

The large mansion looked like a maze for Feng Mian. She only knew that they climbed the stairs to the third floor before arriving in Zhang Liang's room. It was larger than the room in his mansion, but there was not many furniture inside aside from several racks filled with books.

Feng Mian's eyes landed on the table and books. "Is this your room?"

"Yes. This is my room," Zhang Liang took off his shirt as he walked to the wardrobe to pick his clothes. "You can actually stay in the guest room, but I don't think that it'll be a good idea."

Thinking about the suspicions that Zhang Yi might have, Feng Mian nodded. She walked forward and saw the bed. It was a bit smaller compared to the one in the mansion because it was intended for one person, but it would be enough to squeeze the two of them.

"Should I sleep on the sofa?"

There was one sofa nearby. She only needed to take out additional blanket for herself.

Zhang Liang shook his head. "Xiao Ai often barge into my room in the morning. She might find out if we sleep separately."

"…Fine."

In the end, Feng Mian and Zhang Liang took turns to take a bath. Once she had done, she headed to the bed and picked one side. She lied near the edge with a pillow right behind her, blocking her body from Zhang Liang.

"Good night, Zhang Liang."

"Good night, Feng Mian."

As Feng Mian was trying to get used to the shorter distance, Zhang Liang was looking at his own hand. He didn't turn around because he knew that Feng Mian felt uncomfortable with his presence.

'I shouldn't get too close with her.'

He was trying to make Feng Mian get used to him staying close to her, but it seemed that he also made himself used to her existence. Well, it seemed that things worked both ways.

One way or another, he needed to make sure that he didn't get attached.

It's possible.

Right?