137. Chapter 137: You're the Overbearing CEO, What Am I?

Zhang Yang approached and greeted the person sitting by the window.

"Sister, this is Brother Zhang Yang." Le Yue secretly Le Man.

Le Man looked up at the tall figure shrouded in the morning light, her expression slightly dazed.

"Sister... Sister!" Le Yue whispered a couple more times.

Le Man snapped out of her daze, apologized, and quickly smiled gently, "Hello, my name is Le Man. By the way, my sister asked you to spend money yesterday."

"You at least call me Brother Zhang Yang, it's only right that you treat your little sister to a meal." Zhang Yang smiled, "By the way, wanna go for a walk?"

"Okay." Le Man readily agreed.

Song Yumeng arrived late, and immediately exchanged glances with Le Yue. The two girls huddled together and whispered to each other for a while.

"My sister seemed to pause for a moment just now."

"Haha, my brother didn't, he was as calm as ever." Song Yumeng was a little smug.

"Can you compare them? Your brother isn't married, so he must have seen a lot of pretty girls. My sister is different; she got married early and works at her ex-husband's company. Who would mess with her?" Le Yue said, a little unconvinced.

The two little girls kept whispering to each other.

"What are you two talking about?" Zhang Yang asked, noticing their whispered conversation.

"It's nothing, it's nothing," they both waved their hands in unison.

Zhang Yang shook his head and chuckled, glancing at Le Man beside him.

My little cousin is absolutely right. She is indeed a rare beauty. Whether it's her looks, figure, or temperament, she is quite exceptional. She's not just one of those generic pretty faces.

He was well-traveled and knowledgeable, his gaze unwavering, looking at me purely with appreciation.

Naturally, her eyes look very clear.

"So, you also work in Magic City?" Le Man met Zhang Yang's clear, admiring gaze, feeling a little shy.

"I guess so," Zhang Yang replied casually.

"Well, it's a weekday today, aren't you busy?" Le Man asked softly.

"Oh, freelance, I work for myself," Zhang Yang replied without hesitation. "You're one too, aren't you?"

"Me? I resigned," Le Man said, slightly taken aback.

Zhang Yang didn't see anything wrong with what he said. In the workplace, it's normal to jump around, change jobs, or leave a job.

They strolled around, occasionally browsing the shops on either side.

For Zhang Yang, it didn't really matter where he shopped. If his little cousin really took a fancy to any luxury goods, he wouldn't mind buying them for her. But it seemed that both girls were quite self-aware and were intentionally or unintentionally skipping the luxury stores.

While passing by the women's clothing store in Henglong Loro Piana, Song Yumeng was eventually drawn to the ready-to-wear clothes displayed prominently in the store.

"That one is so pretty."

"Come on, let's go inside and have a look." Zhang Yang glanced at it and wanted to pull his little cousin inside to take a look.

"No, no." Song Yumeng ran off, "This is Loro Piana, it starts at tens of thousands per piece, let's go look around somewhere else."

Loro Piana is the pinnacle of the cashmere industry and a top luxury brand under LVMH, something she would never even dare to dream of.

Zhang Yang watched his little cousin flee as if she were running away, feeling slightly helpless.

"It's Loro Piana, it really is expensive." Le Man stood aside and sighed.

"You're decked out in designer brands from head to toe, so saying this doesn't seem quite right," Zhang Yang remarked with a smile, glancing at Le Man's clothes and accessories.

He recognized all those big brands at a glance.

When I first became rich, I had a bit of a luxury obsession. Now, I have tens of millions of yuan in cash, a daily cashback of 150,000 yuan, and I own commercial streets, office buildings, and other property assets, collecting tens of millions of yuan in rent every year.

He already achieved the so-called freedom to indulge in luxuries.

"Huh?" Le Man smiled awkwardly, and at this moment she wished that she was dressed from head to toe in ordinary brands.

At noon, the four of them had lunch at a Cantonese restaurant on the fourth floor of Plaza 66.

This meal was paid for by Le Man.

"Sis, Yu Meng and I are going to see a movie later, so..."

At noon, facing a table full of delicious dishes, Le Yue and Song Yumeng ate for a while, exchanged glances, and suddenly said...

"No, how much did you guys eat?" Le Man couldn't help but ask, and then she met her sister's eyes, and her cheeks immediately turned red.

"We all have small appetites, so you and Zhang Yang can eat slowly, there's no rush," Le Yue said with a smile.

"Well... alright then." Le Man could only nod.

She had her sister's words on her mind, and at this moment she was somewhat unable to be completely casual and natural.

But Zhang Yang wouldn't do that.

Throughout, he remained completely natural and relaxed, utterly unaware of the two girls' ulterior motives.

A short while later, Le Yue and Song Yumeng got up and left, leaving Zhang Yang and Le Man sitting opposite each other in their seats.

While eating his own food, Zhang Yang put some food on Le Man.

They chatted and laughed throughout, as if they were old friends who had hit it off immediately.

"Um, should we..." Amidst laughter, Le Man gently rested her chin on her hand, looking at the incredibly handsome figure in front of her, hesitantly wanting to take the initiative.

For example, exchanging WeChat.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call." Zhang Yang looked down and saw that Bei Wei was calling, so he answered the phone.

Across from him, Le Man's smile froze slightly.

Looking at Zhang Yang's expression as he answered the phone, and hearing the faint voice of a girl coming from the other end, her eyes suddenly dimmed.

"What's going on? He hasn't even figured out that the guy has a girlfriend yet, and he's already trying to introduce me to someone?"

Le Man didn't think anyone was deliberately hiding anything; it was probably all a misunderstanding, and they were just being wishful.

Zhang Yang finished his call shortly after.

"Girlfriend?" Le Man asked with a smile, suppressing the bitterness in her heart.

"Yes, they asked if I'd eaten." Zhang Yang casually put down his phone. "By the way, why aren't you eating? There's still so much food left."

"I... I think I'm a little full." Le Man stirred her spoon gently, her smile somewhat forced.

"Is that all?" Zhang Yang waved to the waiter. "The bill, please."

"No, I already said I'd pay," Le Man quickly said.

"Next time, I'll pay this time." Zhang Yang smiled, paid the bill, and said, "Come on, let's go out for a walk. You seem to have something on your mind."

Le Man was taken aback, then obediently stood up.

Outside the restaurant, Zhang Yang and Le Man strolled around for a while, passing the time.

"Tell me, what's bothering you? I'm the kind of person who likes to help people out." Zhang Yang stood by the railing, leisurely looking down at the huge atrium.

"It's nothing," Le Man, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Actually, I just got divorced."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang blinked.

"Surprised?" Le Man looked at Zhang Yang and asked with a smile.

"No, I was just thinking, what kind of man is so blind as to divorce someone like you? Doesn't he know how to cherish what he has?" Zhang Yang couldn't hide the surprise in his voice.

"But some people just turn a blind eye." Le Man and Zhang Yang stood side by side, calmly explaining the whole story.

Her tone was very calm, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

After a long pause, Zhang Yang slightly widened his eyes and finally exclaimed, "This is really melodramatic."

"I don't blame anyone but myself for being so blinded by greed back then," Le Man said, shaking her head.

"I can't blame you. Think about it, the company boss's son is handsome, and he says he wants to have a marriage of convenience with you, and he'll give you ten million after three years. I can understand your choice." Zhang Yang wasn't surprised at all.

"By the way, according to the usual script, has he suddenly realized his mistake? Did he only realize how good you were after losing you?"

"Get lost! You're just like my sister. That's fiction. Can you bring fiction into reality?" Le Man chuckled and scolded lightly.

"I see." Zhang Yang nodded. "By the way, what did your ex-husband look like? Was he as handsome as me?"

Upon hearing this, Le Man burst into laughter.

She stared at Zhang Yang's handsome face, then decisively shook her head.

"Of course not, but..."

"But what?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"But he doesn't make a living based on his looks, you know. The 'handsome' in 'tall, rich, and handsome' isn't that demanding in a certain sense. As long as you're tall and rich, an average appearance can be considered handsome," Le Man said with a smile.

"So, reality isn't a novel. Those charismatic and domineering CEOs are just a load of nonsense."

Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled, without saying a word.

He might not know about others, but he himself is rich, has a great physique, and is incredibly handsome—isn't he a genuine "tall, rich, and handsome" man?

Of course, he wasn't boasting; he was simply stating a fact.

Those who know him know that Zhang Yang is a low-key and honest person by nature.

"Then, things got a bit ridiculous today." Le Man looked at Zhang Yang, "My sister kept saying how great her roommate's brother was and wanted me to meet him. Today I saw that he is indeed great, but he's already taken."

Le Man spoke frankly and honestly.

After all, she was long past the age of first love and still a young girl; in fact, she was nominally a divorced young woman.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Zhang Yang smiled apologetically.

Le Man pursed her lips.

She didn't know why, but after saying those words, she felt completely relieved. She felt that she might truly be ready to embrace a new beginning.

Just as she was about to say something, Le Man's phone suddenly rang.

She picked it up, glanced at it, and sighed softly.

"Could it be your ex-husband?" Zhang Yang glanced at him and guessed immediately.

"You guessed right, I'm taking this call." Le Man pointed to her phone.

"It's okay, you can answer it." Zhang Yang nodded.

Le Man looked down at her phone, then answered the call and held it to her ear.

"I just saw your post on WeChat Moments. Were you at Plaza 66?" the voice on the other end asked.

"Yes," Le Man said calmly.

"I'm buying clothes at Hermes. You have good taste, come and help me pick something out," the person opposite said matter-of-factly.

"Lin Zichuan, we're already divorced." Le Man was both amused and exasperated.

"Come on over, I'll be waiting for you." The person on the other end hung up without saying another word.

Le Man put down her phone, feeling truly helpless.

"Your ex-husband is looking for you?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"Yes, even though they're divorced, he keeps finding excuses to come over, one thing after another." Le Man shook her head gently. "The reason we kept his number was because we had something to tell him, but now it seems there's really no need to keep it."

In front of Zhang Yang, Le Man blocked the number, then looked up and smiled.

"Now it's peaceful."

The two strolled around for a while longer when Le Man's phone rang again.

This time, it seems to be an unfamiliar number.

After examining the situation for a while, Le Man decisively hung up and blocked the other person.

This kind of situation happened several more times.

God knows where they got so many phone numbers.

"Isn't this constant blocking a bad thing? How about I go with you?" Zhang Yang looked at Le Man and asked.

"Huh?" Le Man was taken aback, looking up with some confusion.

"I'm offering my services. I'll meet your ex-husband. Just treat me like your boyfriend," Zhang Yang said casually. "I really don't understand. When we were together, he didn't care about you, but now that we're divorced, he's trying every trick in the book to get close to you. Is it really going to be that pattern..."

"Impossible, I know him." Le Man shook her head with a wry smile. "He just thinks everything should go his way and be convenient for him. He only calls me because he's used to my presence. Come running whenever he calls? I'm not his nanny."

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Yang nodded and extended his hand.

"What?" Le Man was slightly taken aback, somewhat confused.

"When you're my boyfriend, you have to act convincingly, right? Come on." Zhang Yang stepped forward and took Le Man's hand.

Le Man was completely stunned, just standing there blankly as Zhang Yang held her hand, her heart pounding and her mind racing.

However, when she saw Zhang Yang's normal expression, she realized she was overthinking it.

"You should get used to it beforehand, so it doesn't seem like we're complete strangers, or we'll give ourselves away," Zhang Yang said, amused by Le Man's expression.

"But we're not really that close yet..." Le Man stammered, barely managing to say a word.

"Don't mind it." Zhang Yang pondered for a moment, then pulled Le Man into his arms. "This is roughly the feeling. There's not much time, I'll give you a few minutes to adjust."

Le Man felt the broad, warm embrace in a daze, curling up in Zhang Yang's arms.

The tip of my nose smells faintly of vanilla.

It smells so good.

For a fleeting moment, she truly wished she could stay in his arms forever, until the end of time.

"Are you done yet?" A voice woke her up. She looked up blankly and met Zhang Yang's gaze.

"Are you used to the feeling of us being boyfriend and girlfriend now?" Zhang Yang looked at Le Man in his arms, loosened his grip, and asked.

"I feel... better now." Le Man came to her senses, feeling the warmth that was far away from her, and suddenly felt empty inside.

"Now that you've gotten used to it, let's go." Zhang Yang smiled and took Le Man's hand again.

The two walked straight to the Hermes store in Plaza 66.

Having heard Le Man describe her domineering ex-husband more than once, Zhang Yang was genuinely curious about how detached from worldly affairs he was.

Do these domineering CEOs really exist in real life?