1 Year Of Beginning

"Mian'er, we've arrived."

"Mhm?" Feng Mian blearily opened her eyes. The first thing that entered her mind was the familiar house in front of her. Afterward, she realized that Zhang Liang had already opened the door and seatbelt for her.

Zhang Liang noticed her face turned red. He chuckled. "Go and have some rest. I'll give the examination report of your mother to you later."

"Ah, thank you."

Feng Mian got out of the car and watched Zhang Liang's back. She still didn't understand what she should do around him, but it seemed that Zhang Liang began to act like he was her husband even in front of the servant. Even though it would be more convincing the next time they met with Zhang Yi, she couldn't get used to his attitude.

Entering the house, Feng Mian saw Butler Lou smiling.

"The food is ready, Madam Zhang. Do you want to eat now or take a bath first?"

"I'll take a bath first."

"I understand."

Feng Mian noticed that Zhang Liang had headed to his workroom, probably he needed to finish the work he could not do because of driving. Thinking of Zhang Liang driving to the hospital and then back home, she felt a bit bad. There were at least four hours wasted just on the road.

Pushing the thought back to the back of her mind, Feng Mian took a bath and ate her dinner. Afterwards, she went to bed and slept.

…

Knock! Knock!

"Madam, it's already morning. It's time for breakfast."

"Huh?" Feng Mian opened her eyes and looked around her. She looked beside the pillow and noticed the bed was still neat, without any sign of it being used at all. A thought emerged in her mind.

'Did he not sleep at all last night?'

Feng Mian looked at the neat bedsheet as she rubbed her forehead. Really, that president should have just done his work rather than spending his time with her to visit her mother.

Even though that was what brewed inside her mind, Feng Mian felt that her c.h.e.s.t felt warm for some reason.

She didn't have the time to think what it was, though, because Butler Lou had knocked on the door again.

"I'm awake. I'll be eating soon."

"I understand. Take your time, Madam."

Feng Mian took her phone and checked the message. Upon seeing the message from Yu Yan, she nearly dropped her phone.

'AAAAAAAAA! THEY HAVE ALREADY DECIDED. I NEED TO COME WITH THE CONCEPT BEFORE THIS EVENING!'

With that, Feng Mian nearly tumbled on the small desk beside her bed as she rushed to the bathroom. She needed to get ready fast then begin her work. She didn't want to have her team scolded just because she didn't finish in time.

Time passed swiftly.

Feng Mian looked at the design in front of her with a frown. She had already submitted the concept to Yu Yan just now and now she was inspecting the requirement Zhang Liang arranged.

box's shape with plastic as the base material. The design of the box should be simple and also fit with the theme.

'Isn't this what I discussed with Zhang Liang before?'

Even though it was not everything they talked about before, she still remembered that she told him that it would be better if the material was transparent plastic. She also told him that she would have liked it if he made a separate type box with smaller size with similar design to the decoration on the plastic box.

Her lips curled up into a smile. 'So you listened.'

She didn't expect this at all.

"Welcome back, Master."

Butler Lou's voice traveled to the corridor when Feng Mian walked out. She turned to the living room and saw Zhang Liang home. He was holding two bags on his hand: one work bag and the other one was a simple bag that was usually used to store cakes or chocolate.

Zhang Liang turned to look in Feng Mian's direction. He smiled. "Have you finished your work?"

"I'm sure you have already reviewed it a long time ago," Feng Mian replied. She thought for a second before continuing, "Welcome back, Brother Liang."

"En. I'm home."

Butler Lou watched their exchange with twinkling eyes. It has been one and half a month. He could see that their relationsh.i.p.s seemed to be progressing slowly yet steadily. They kept their distance yet at the same time, they were drawn closer and closer.

'This is good.'

Zhang Liang put the bag on the table. "This is the sample chocolate. You can taste it if you want."

"Really?" Feng Mian walked faster to the room and crouched before the bag. Seeing the chocolate was placed neatly inside a cylinder shaped box, her smile turned wider. The chocolate's shape had changed slightly because the flat size was in the middle, making a cross. It was made perfectly to make it easier to hold.

She raised her head, as if asking permission to eat.

Seeing her cute gesture, Zhang Liang chuckled. "Go on."

"Kay~."