Opportunities Slip Away Quickly

Just a few minutes ago, Zhang Yang had seen the salesperson off, and now it was just him and the flight attendant on the terrace.

"I just remembered a joke," Zhang Yang suddenly said with a laugh. "They say all the rich people in the world are great philanthropists. They don't live in their big houses themselves; most of the time, 365 days a year, their housekeepers live there, and they even pay them a salary."

"Doesn't that mean I only need to take one step to achieve the life you have? Just apply to be your family's nanny!" Han Lu suddenly had a whimsical idea. "Are you short-staffed? What do you think of me?"

Bosses are constantly worried about their businesses, running around tirelessly for the company's development and the well-being of their employees. Meanwhile, nannies live in luxury homes, receive salaries, and don't have to bear any of that pressure.

She had just seen it; the maid's quarters in this villa were all suites, complete with a separate bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and everything else.

"Being a flight attendant isn't respectable enough? You want to be my nanny?" Zhang Yang said with amusement.

"Don't joke with me. Being a flight attendant is just a job." Han Lu shook her head. "If there were better opportunities, who would stay a flight attendant forever? Being a flight attendant is very, very tiring, okay?"

"What opportunity?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"I know some great guys. Quite a few of my colleagues here either get married or change careers after a year or two in the industry," Han Lu said, bringing up the topic. "Zhang Yang, let me tell you, I had a colleague who met her husband on a plane. He owns his own company and is now a full-time housewife."

Her eyes couldn't help but show envy.

"You envy others?" Zhang Yang chuckled, his hand naturally sliding from Han Lu's back to her waist. "Actually, opportunities are fleeting. If you seize them, you might just become someone others envy."

Han Lu was slightly taken aback and stared blankly at Zhang Yang.

The sunset at four or five o'clock was brilliant, and the handsome man in front of me had a smiling profile that was so handsome it was almost mesmerizing.

"By the way, I don't think I got a very good look at the bedroom earlier. Would you like to take another look?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked.

"Ah... okay." Han Lu inexplicably and replied softly.

Beyond the terrace lies a large bedroom.

This villa has over 2,000 square meters of space, and various functional areas seem to be provided free of charge. For example, besides the bedrooms, there is a living room every few steps.

It would be no exaggeration to say that the winding path leads to a secluded paradise.

Later, as dusk fell, Zhang Yang and Han Lu finally finished exploring the house's bedrooms.

The flight attendant was completely exhausted and practically collapsed.

Zhang Yang got up energetically and went straight into the bathroom of the suite.

Every bathroom in this villa is equipped with a Kaldeville bathtub and a Lexley mirror-finish waterproof TV, so taking a bath and watching TV is quite enjoyable.

Splash!

After showering, Zhang Yang washed away the traces of the flight attendant on his body and walked back to the bedroom feeling refreshed, wearing only a towel as a symbolic gesture.

Under the lights, her incredible figure emerged amidst the rising steam, creating a truly visually striking effect.

Zhang Yang walked past as if nothing had happened, exuding undisguised masculine hormones.

Han Lu, lying on the bed, secretly glanced at the figure in front of her, her face burning hot again.

Everything that just happened is still vivid in my mind; it's something I'll never forget.

Faced with such a perfect male god, when things really got to that point, what would she hold back? She couldn't even imagine that she, who was always reserved, would actually reveal such a crazy and infatuated side.

"Stop pretending to be asleep, get up." Zhang Yang looked at the long, white legs under the blanket and the flight attendant peeking over, and said with amusement.

Han Lu, who was pretending to be asleep, could no longer keep up the act and simply got up.

The blanket slipped off her white shoulders in an instant.

"We're going out for dinner later. Also, didn't you want to go shopping? I'll go with you. Don't hesitate to order anything you want," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"I didn't..." Han Lu hurriedly, trying to explain in a low voice.

"If you're not after the things, do you think you're after me as a person?" Zhang Yang said half-jokingly. "Don't worry, I'm not that heartless. I won't settle things evenly, and I certainly won't think you're materialistic just because you took something."

As if her thoughts had been read, Han Lu's face flushed red, and she felt a little disappointed.

"So... we're at least friends, right?"

She asked hopefully.

"Yes, of course it counts." Zhang Yang casually stroked Han Lu's long hair. The image of Han Lu with her hair tied up, exuding elegance, was still vivid in his mind.

"Okay, then I won't be greedy. Having you as a friend isn't a loss." Han Lu suddenly seemed to have figured it out.

People should know how to be content.

Who is Zhang Yang? With his unparalleled looks and charisma, and such a vast business empire, what more could she ask for than a one-night stand with such a man, and even maintaining a friendship with him?

If you still yearn for something that doesn't belong to you, then you're just indulging in wishful thinking.

Just enjoy the present moment.

Han Lu felt an instant sense of relief, her burden lifted, and she no longer had any reservations when facing Zhang Yang.

Kiss me.

Without a second thought, she stepped forward, wrapped her arms around Zhang Yang's neck, and gave him a passionate French kiss.

Faced with this sudden heat, Zhang Yang was slightly taken aback, but then he reacted and smiled in response.

I don't know how much time passed before the flight attendant finally put on her clothes.

At this hour, the city lights were already on outside, and the two leisurely left the villa.

"By the way, what you said today about rich people being all philanthropists actually makes a lot of sense," Han Lu said with a smile. "Jokes aside, it's definitely not good to have such a big villa like yours without anyone living there all the time."

"How about I give you the key and you come stay here?" Zhang Yang was really not joking.

Anyway, the house is so big, it's just sitting empty. It wouldn't hurt to let the flight attendant live there. Of course, he wouldn't rent it out just because it's vacant, even if the rent is astronomical.

"No... I don't deserve to live here!" Han Lu quickly waved her hand.

She wouldn't even dare to dream of living in an area of several thousand square meters; she would shake her head almost immediately.

"Feeling bad about it? Then you can pay me the rent. Hmm... just cancel your current lease and pay me the rent you were entitled to," Zhang Yang said nonchalantly. "Think it over carefully."

Since Zhang Yang had said that, Han Lu was genuinely a little tempted.

But it's really too big.

The two walked and talked, heading straight for the Rolls-Royce Ghost that the Beijing Manor had given him.

"You don't seem to care much about this car I gave you." It was Han Lu's first time sitting in the passenger seat of Rolls-Royce, and she looked quite curious as she got in. "What kind of car do you drive in Magic City?"

"Cars?" Zhang Yang casually fastened his seatbelt. "I have a Bentley, but I don't drive it much. I mainly use my Cullinan for transportation. Oh, and a stretched Phantom, which I drive."

"Phantom?" Han Lu blinked.

"Yes, a boss as big as me should have some prestige, right?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"That makes perfect sense," Han Lu said with a smile. "By the way, I have another question."

"You have a lot of questions, go ahead and ask." Zhang Yang didn't mind Han Lu's curiosity; on the contrary, he was quite willing to answer her.

"I asked you on the plane..." Han Lu stared at Zhang Yang, "Do you... have a girlfriend right now?"

"Yes," Zhang Yang replied naturally.

Han Lu was not surprised by this answer; on the contrary, she found it quite normal.

"I really envy her," Han Lu said with inexplicable envy. "To be your girlfriend, wouldn't you be laughing in your sleep? Tell me, what kind of person is she? It would give us admirers something to strive for."

"Stop... Just be yourselves. And don't act like being my girlfriend is some kind of honor. We're all human, let's treat each other equally. Don't act like I'm some high and mighty god." Zhang Yang said helplessly.

"Sorry, you're already the ceiling of my ideal man," Han Lu said with considerable certainty.

Ghost broke through the night and headed straight for the area within the Third Ring Road of Beijing.

On the way, Han Lu received a call from her best friend Liu Chang.

"Now? We just got back... Oh dear, I'll tell you later."

"Is it inconvenient to contact you now?"

While answering the phone, Han Lu glanced at Zhang Yang with a troubled expression.

"It's fine, it's no big deal to give your best friend a ride along the way," Zhang Yang said casually. "Why don't you ask her where she is?"

Since Zhang Yang had spoken, Han Lu asked for Liu Chang's address.

The call ended a moment later.

"Her ex-boyfriend is harassing her, and she wants us to help her out," Han Lu explained. "Can you help her?"

"How can I help? How do you want me to help?" Zhang Yang asked curiously. "Don't tell me it's about pretending to be your boyfriend or something..."

"It really is... Please, that person has been bothering us for a long time." Han Lu pleaded, clinging to Zhang Yang's arm.

Zhang Yang is really strange.

It's surprising that Han Lu and Liu Chang have such a good sisterly relationship; they're even willing to ask him for help like this.

"If you don't mind, then that's fine."

"It's just an act anyway, so of course I don't mind." Han Lu beamed with joy when she heard Zhang Yang agree. "Then I'll send a message to Liu Chang."

She picked up her phone and immediately replied to Liu Chang. A moment later, her phone buzzed with a reply.

[That's great! Please thank Zhang Yang for me. Love you, sister!]

Zhang Yang drove, half relying on navigation and half on Han Lu's directions, heading straight for the destination.

"Turn left ahead."

"Yes, Zhang Yang, stop for a second. Our apartment is just over there. That guy seems to be blocking the door and causing trouble downstairs. I'll send Liu Chang a message."

Han Lu pointed out the way, then reminded Zhang Yang to stop, and quickly sent a message to Liu Chang.

After a moment, she put down her phone.

"Zhang Yang, she's down. I'll get off first, and we'll meet up again when you pick her up." Han Lu said, trying to get off the car first so that Zhang Yang could have his way.

"Wait a minute?" Zhang Yang was about to ask another question when Han Lu got out of the car, so he had no choice but to give up.

What he actually wanted to ask was about the issue of scale.

Since he was going to pretend to be Han Lu's boyfriend, he had to be realistic and get into character, which inevitably meant some of his actions might go a bit overboard. After all, she was Han Lu's best friend, so he wanted to give her a heads-up beforehand.

But now that she's gotten off the bus, she can do whatever she wants.

As Zhang Yang drove forward, he could see Liu Chang walking out of the building in the distance.

Not far away, a boy seemed to be heading towards them.

···

"Liu Chang, can't you give me another chance?" A handsome boy blocked his way. "You said you wanted to break up, and now you're saying you're breaking up? I know I was wrong, isn't that enough?"

"Too late, you get out of my way!" Liu Chang raised his white chin, his face cold and unresponsive.

"No way! You won't agree to get back together, but I won't let you." The boy was stubborn too, just standing there in front of him, refusing to budge.

"I'm warning you, my boyfriend is coming over in a bit, watch out or he'll beat you up!" Liu Chang took a small step back and scolded.

"Boyfriend, who are you trying to fool?" The boy didn't believe her at all.

"You don't believe me? Just you wait... I'll tell you." Liu Chang quickly looked around, trying to find the figure that had been waiting for him.

Her best friend had just told her that someone had arrived.

"Ha, stop pretending, you don't have a boyfriend." The boy put his hands behind his back and looked at him with a half-smile.

In the pitch-black night, two car horns suddenly blared out of nowhere.

The boy's voice abruptly stopped.

They stared in disbelief as a silver Rolls-Royce Ghost pulled up beside them, then watched in disbelief as a handsome man stepped out.

That handsome man had eyes as bright as stars; he was outrageously handsome, so handsome that I felt ashamed of myself.

"Liu Chang, I've been waiting for you for ages." Zhang Yang closed the car door, glanced at Liu Chang staring blankly at him from a distance, and asked, "Get in?"

Liu Chang paused for a second, then instantly realized what was happening.

"Darling, you've finally arrived."

She rushed up and gave Zhang Yang a hug, and after thinking for a moment, she even kissed him on the cheek in front of the boy.

"Now do you believe me?" Liu Chang turned to look at the boy defiantly.

"You... you..." The boy's face turned pale, and he stammered, "We only broke up a short time ago. Even when people have a fight, there's a period of conflict. You're doing a seamless transition, aren't you? Well, you're something else."

He wanted to say something harsh, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The Rolls-Royce Ghost in front of him was simply too intimidating, and the owner exuded such a powerful aura that he lacked the confidence to even speak.

Zhang Yang held Liu Chang's petite body in his arms, briefly feeling the size of her chest, considering it a small interest payment.

"Get in the car, don't wait."

He casually slapped Liu Chang's slightly perky bottom.

Liu Chang's small face flushed red, she gave Zhang Yang a slight glare, and remained silent.

Zhang Yang didn't take it seriously, opened the passenger door of the Ghost, watched Liu Chang get in, and then walked around to the side to get in.

She didn't look at the boy even once throughout the entire process.

Out of the corner of my eye, I vaguely saw that the boy seemed to be standing there, looking like he wanted to go forward but didn't dare to.

Inside the car, Zhang Yang had just fastened his seatbelt.

"Am I dreaming? Handsome Zhang, you drive Rolls-Royce?" Liu Chang finally stopped hiding his shock.

Zhang Yang smiled but didn't say anything.

It's just a car that came with the house purchase, what's the big deal? He only plans to use it for getting around Beijing.

"Well, so you've been keeping a low profile, huh?" Liu Chang suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right, you've got some nerve, you just brazenly took advantage of me!"