I Have an Owner

A hearty dinner in a narrow alleyway.

Zhang Yang ate with great satisfaction.

The deliciousness is secondary; the main thing is having a girl by your side, which gives you the feeling of a delicate hand preparing soup, shyly waiting for you to taste it.

"Well... I have something to do, so I have to go back first," Lin Hui said somewhat awkwardly after paying the bill.

Judging from her appearance, she clearly didn't want to continue being a third wheel.

"Get in the car," Zhang Yang said with a smile and a wave.

"I..." Lin Hui was about to speak.

"Let's go, senior." Liao Kexin smiled and stepped forward, pulling Lin Hui along as they walked towards Zhang Yang's car.

In the darkness, Zhang Yang drove all the way to the south gate dormitory building of the Beijing Dance Academy.

"Young Master Zhang, thank you for bringing me back." Lin Hui glanced at Liao Kexin, but didn't greet her, and got out of the car first.

Liao Kexin remained motionless in the passenger seat.

"Aren't you going back?" Zhang Yang asked, amused, looking at Liao Kexin who was still lingering.

"I... I..." Liao Kexin stammered, her hands flustered and unsure of what to do with them.

"You'll be in big trouble if you don't go back." Zhang Yang looked at the girl's blushing face, didn't mince words, turned the car around, and drove straight away from the Beijing Dance Academy.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yang randomly selected a nearby hotel and booked a room.

Then... he threw Liao Kexin hard onto the bed.

"Do I have class tomorrow morning?" Zhang Yang asked one last time before setting off.

The light shone on his incredibly perfect physique, and the surging male hormones were so intense they seemed to boil the air.

This is the power of extreme tension.

"I have to go to class." Liao Kexin's face was radiant.

"So, do you want to practice the splits during class? Think it over carefully, or you'll blame me if you can't attend class," Zhang Yang said with a laugh.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Liao Kexin took the initiative to cling to her and give her a passionate kiss.

He didn't say a word.

Since things had come to this, Zhang Yang naturally didn't ask any more questions.

Here, in a hotel whose star rating is hard to say, we started kicking it hard.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yang let out a deep sigh and got up to smoke.

Behind them, the little girl still had tear stains on her eyes.

"I never expected this," Zhang Yang said, taking a drag of his cigarette with a touch of emotion.

To my utter surprise, it turned out to be a brand new car.

That night, Liao Kexin said she only occasionally went to nightclubs, and Zhang Yang just listened without taking it seriously. Even if she really rarely went to nightclubs, it was highly unlikely to be a new car, right?

But now it seems that you really can't judge people based on preconceived notions.

Zhang Yang turned to look at Liao Kexin, whose black hair was disheveled, with tear stains at the corners of her eyes, but whose brows were relaxed as she slept soundly.

I originally just planned to give it a quick ride, but now that I see it's a new car, I really can't just leave it like that.

What else can we do?

It's just a three-pronged approach.

Give them money, buy them things, and say some nice things to them while you're at it.

Although with his current charm, he could easily skip all that and girls would flock to him like moths to a flame, principles are principles, and it's not like he'd be shortchanged by a little bit...

After finishing his cigarette, Zhang Yang turned around and went back to bed.

As soon as he crawled inside, Liao Kexin, still half asleep, clung to him.

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The next morning, Liao Kexin got up early, her face still flushed.

Meanwhile, I kept my eyes glued to the back of the figure standing by the window.

Its silhouette, bathed in the rising sun, perfectly resembles a statue of a Greek god.

"You're awake?" Zhang Yang turned around and asked with a smile.

"Mmm." Liao Kexin shyly lifted the corner of the blanket, subconsciously trying to cover her chest, leaving only her fair and perfectly curved shoulders exposed.

"Are you doing the splits today?" Zhang Yang asked, his gaze shifting.

Are students at dance academies required to bend over, stretch their legs, and practice splits every day? Although this might just be a stereotype.

Upon hearing this, Liao Kexin blushed even more.

Later that evening, after washing up, the two went downstairs to check out.

Zhang Yang stood at the front desk, while Liao Kexin waited in the lobby.

"Liao Kexin?!" A surprised voice came from afar.

Liao Kexin subconsciously looked up.

Not far away, a familiar figure was hurrying over, looking surprised.

"Is it really you?"

"Du Jia?" Liao Kexin was taken aback, then nodded as a greeting.

"What are you doing here... at the hotel?" Du Jia looked at the girl in front of her with a strange expression, some rumors flashing through her mind.

Rumor has it that Liao Kexin is very shrewd; she maintains a single persona while attracting waves of innocent boys who willingly fall into her trap and become her devoted admirers, and she's also incredibly arrogant.

But now, at the hotel, I bumped into her?

She herself wasn't embarrassed at all; after all, running a hotel with her boyfriend was a perfectly respectable business.

But Liao Kexin?

Ha... it was all an act after all.

"What are you doing here again?" Liao Kexin seemed to sense the deeper meaning in Du Jia's tone and retorted without backing down.

"Me? Of course I came out with my boyfriend, right? You know my boyfriend, Zhu Jianchao, the directing major next door." Du Jia smiled. "You're not with him either, are you? Wait... don't you not have a boyfriend?"

"Who... who said I didn't?" Liao Kexin's eyes suddenly showed a hint of panic.

"Ha, is he really your boyfriend?" Du Jia asked pointedly, "How come I've never heard of him before?"

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it's not true, okay?" Liao Kexin's hands clenched unconsciously.

A tall boy walked over from a short distance away.

"Jianchao, you'd never guess who I ran into!" Du Jia's eyes lit up, and she stepped forward to link her arm with the boy's. "Liao Kexin, the most beautiful girl in our class, you've heard of her, right?"

"Liao Kexin?" The boy stepped forward, startled. "You're the Kexin goddess that my roommate is head over heels in love with?"

Liao Kexin frowned, unsure of what to say.

To be honest, some strange guys added her on WeChat under odd pretexts, hoping to get closer to her.

She's not the kind of person who's detached from worldly affairs, nor does she pretend to be an ice queen who keeps people at arm's length. She gets along normally with guys she doesn't dislike, and of course, it's not impossible for them to become friends.

However, she always refused any advances from the boys, even if they offered her expensive gifts.

She has a sense of propriety.

Moreover, she absolutely, positively did not say she was toying with anyone's feelings; what does the phrase "life or death" have to do with her?

"Liao Kexin said she was with her boyfriend," Du Jia added from the side.

"Boyfriend?" The boy frowned. "I heard from my roommate that you've never had a boyfriend and have always been single? He was even planning a surprise for you in a few days, saying it's your birthday."

The meaning is quite clear from this.

How come you, a single woman, suddenly have a boyfriend, and he even showed up at a hotel?

Isn't this just playing with emotions?

"This is really... inexplicable." Liao Kexin lowered her eyes, not wanting to continue talking to them.

Just then, an extremely tall figure walked over.

It was Zhang Yang who had just checked out of the hotel.

"What's wrong? Did you run into some friends?" Zhang Yang naturally put his arm around Liao Kexin's waist, while glancing at the man and woman in front of him.

"He's a classmate." Liao Kexin approached Zhang Yang, feeling a little nervous.

"Classmates?" Zhang Yang nodded casually to the two of them as a greeting.

Du Jia stared blankly at the figure that had suddenly appeared before her, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Where did this super handsome guy come from?

His eyebrows, eyes, facial features, and the charm of his every gesture truly embody the saying, "A gentleman as beautiful as jade, unparalleled in the world."

Just one glance is enough to stir the heart and ignite uncontrollable fantasies.

She has always prided herself on being devoted and single-minded, and she has always scoffed at the term "infatuated man." But today she realized that it's not that she isn't infatuated, but rather that she hasn't met the type that truly makes her heart flutter at first sight.

"Hello," she couldn't help but sigh.

The boy standing to the side glanced at his girlfriend, then at the boy in front of him, and an involuntary sense of hostility arose within him.

"You're also from the dance academy? Which department and class are you in? I've never seen you before."

"Who else could it be but you?" Zhang Yang asked, amused.

This is truly eye-opening; someone actually dares to question him like that to his face?

Those rich and powerful young men, with their connections and wealth, were all very polite to him. But... this guy, checking out of a room so early in the morning, and he ran into a greenhorn?

"I am..." The boy took a deep breath and was about to speak.

"Let's go." Zhang Yang didn't have time to listen to him, much less to argue with such an ordinary person; it would be beneath him.

He simply put his arm around Liao Kexin, gesturing for her to walk with him.

Liao Kexin obediently took Zhang Yang's hand and followed him out of the hotel.

Inside the hotel, the boy instinctively wanted to chase after his brother and confront him, because he always valued loyalty and prided himself on his deep brotherly affection, and he couldn't bear to see his brother's devoted love go to waste.

"Hey, wait a minute." Du Jia didn't know what she was thinking, but she grabbed her boyfriend's arm.

"What are you doing?" The boy stared wide-eyed at Du Jia in disbelief.

Du Jia was startled, then quickly let go of her hand.

"You're really something, she's about to leave." The boy gave her a deep look and rushed out of the hotel.

Du Jia followed them out.

"Huh?" The boy suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Du Jia stood blankly at the door.

They saw with their own eyes that incredibly cool Ghost pick up Liao Kexin and leave its taillights behind them.

The Ghost is just the entry-level model in the Rolls-Royce lineup.

But that's still a Rolls-Royce, a car that ordinary people can only dream of, costing five or six million yuan.

The boy watched silently.

Du Jia's mind was racing, filled with the scene that had just occurred.

A guy that handsome drives a Rolls-Royce...

Oh my god, is this really Liao Kexin's boyfriend?

As Zhang Yang watched the Ghost, he glanced at Liao Kexin, who seemed rather sullen in the passenger seat.

Hmm?

Suddenly feeling unhappy? Is it related to what just happened?

"What did your classmate say?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"No, there's no Young Master Zhang." Liao Kexin quickly shook her head, putting on a smile again. "You promised to take me home, didn't you? Let's go."

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yang smiled but didn't say anything.

Feeling unhappy?

There really isn't a girl that can't be appeased by a bag.

A moment later, Zhang Yang went to the nearest Hermes store.

What a coincidence, the store had just opened not long ago.

The shop assistants, their makeup meticulously done, were just getting ready to greet customers at the door.

"Young Master Zhang, why did you bring me here?" Liao Kexin asked blankly.

"Feeling down? Let a bag cheer you up." Zhang Yang smiled. "Come on, today's a special case, you can choose any one and I'll pay."

Men tend to have a preference for certain things when it comes to new cars, just like they do for new phones and watches.

With a wave of his hand, it's just a bag worth a few hundred thousand.

"Ah?" Liao Kexin's eyes lit up with surprise.

Material things were secondary; what she really cared about was that Zhang Yang valued her.

Material possessions are a reflection of one's intentions.

"Go ahead." Zhang Yang glanced at the shop assistant who was already waiting nearby.

"This way, ma'am," the shop assistant said with a broad smile, bowing slightly as she invited her.

A moment later, inside the Hermes store.

After much deliberation, Liao Kexin finally settled on a new Hermes bag, milkshake white, costing nearly 200,000 yuan.

"Young Master Zhang, is this alright?" she asked cautiously.

Liao Kexin is quite good in this respect. What girl doesn't like bags? Her hesitant tone suggests she wants them but is too afraid to ask for them. It's better to just ask for them openly.

Zhang Yang actually liked that.

"Sure, take it if you like it," Zhang Yang said, waving his hand dismissively.

A moment later, Zhang Yang casually swiped his card and bought the bag, which cost nearly 200,000 yuan.

Liao Kexin followed beside her, carrying her bag, as if in a dream.

"Are you feeling better now?" Zhang Yang smiled and glanced at Liao Kexin beside him.

"Mmm, super good." Liao Kexin nodded gently, then mustered her courage and kissed Zhang Yang on tiptoe.

A young and pretty shop assistant stood to the side with a smile, her eyes filled with envy.

If it were her, she would be willing too.

A boyfriend this handsome and he even gave her a bag worth nearly 200,000 yuan! My god, did this girl save the galaxy in her past life? She couldn't even dream of such a wonderful life.

The two walked out of the store, escorted by the shop assistants.

Liao Kexin stood to the side, then suddenly grabbed Zhang Yang's arm, seemingly after hesitating for a long time.

"Young Master Zhang."

"What is it now?" Zhang Yang asked gently.

"Can I post something on my WeChat Moments to officially announce it? Just say... just say you're my boyfriend. Of course, don't worry, I definitely won't show your face." Liao Kexin bit her lip. "I lied to my classmate this morning, telling her I was with my boyfriend."

"Well..." Zhang Yang nodded, "Sure."

He had a good grasp of the girl's thoughts; it was nothing more than being caught by a classmate, telling a lie, and now trying to cover it up, perhaps also because of a bit of vanity.

He understands, and he complies.

"Thank you, Young Master Zhang." Liao Kexin was overjoyed and kissed Zhang Yang on the cheek again. "Actually... actually, I did this to tell others that I'm taken, so they can give up on me as soon as possible."

"Aren't you cutting off your own escape route?" Zhang Yang joked. "Let's make this clear first, this is a chance encounter. Our relationship might end here, and I won't take any further responsibility."

Liao Kexin had known this for a while, but hearing it from Zhang Yang himself still left her feeling somewhat disappointed.

After all, he was her first man.

"Then I'm willing. Young Master Zhang, you are my first and my last. Besides, I don't think anyone can replace you in my heart," Liao Kexin said earnestly.

"Huh?" Zhang Yang looked at the girl's serious expression and couldn't laugh.