A Peerless Young Master

A moment later, on the top floor of the office building.

Standing inside the clubhouse, which cost hundreds of millions to build, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a bit emotional.

From beginning to end, he never expected the club to make any money. He simply considered it an investment in a business, and incidentally, a place where he could network and make it convenient for his friends to gather.

There's nothing wrong with entertaining yourself.

"Young Master Zhang, it's like this..." Su Jiajun leaned in and explained the opening event arrangements. "Is it alright for you to have Apollo come to oversee things?"

"No problem, of course we should support our own businesses," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"That's good." Su Jiajun breathed a sigh of relief.

These words immediately caused an uproar among those around them.

"With Brother Zhang's Apollo now available, who needs the three legendary supercars?!"

"In terms of prestige and influence, as long as Apollo is around, no other vehicle can compete!"

There are many cars more expensive Apollo, including supercars from Bugatti and Koenigsegg, which are said to be worth over 100 million.

There are many cars faster Apollo, and in terms of speed, Apollo may not be that outstanding among supercars.

However... the nickname "ghost fire" in the supercar world isn't just for show.

In terms of looks and style, it truly stands out from the crowd.

Listening to their endless flattery, Zhang Yang smiled slightly and strolled around the entire club.

The entire clubhouse is designed in a Chinese Han and Tang style, using wood carvings, stone, glass, metal, and mica to create a magnificent and dignified feel. In terms of color scheme, the walnut wood base is complemented by gold and red accents, while the stone carvings add solemnity, and the wire-reinforced glass partitions further enhance the hazy and artistic beauty, creating a harmonious blend of reality and illusion.

As for the tables, chairs, and benches made of ebony and rosewood that can be seen everywhere, they define the essence of Chinese luxury to the core.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yang stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the lobby, overlooking Huaihai Middle Road, experiencing the feeling of being above the hustle and bustle, watching the world go by with a smile.

For a moment, his mind was ethereal, and his demeanor was otherworldly.

Everyone stood quietly by their side, a sudden tremor running through their hearts.

Ah... this...

That profile, those features, and that silhouette in the sunlight and dust...

Brother Zhang's demeanor is becoming increasingly otherworldly.

Despite possessing unparalleled wealth, he exudes an aura of purity like flowing water and lightness like white clouds.

A gentleman as fine as jade, unparalleled in the world.

Xiang Xiaotian looked up at the scene before her, her eyes almost glazed over. The thought of being completely open and intimate with this man filled her with an overwhelming sweetness.

Trembling with shock, she couldn't help but step forward and gently hug the person in front of her from behind.

In fact, Zhang Yang himself hadn't realized that his image had somehow become so ethereal...

The reasons are varied...

Wealth, knowledge, and martial arts skills that combine the strengths of many schools...

Through this comprehensive understanding, he had already elevated himself to a state of perfect harmony between mind and spirit, where his inner energy flowed in perfect unison.

Ordinary people would naturally be captivated by this kind of temperament at first glance.

"Huh? Why did you pick her up like that?" Zhang Yang turned around and looked at Xiang Xiaotian with amusement. "Are you pretending no one else exists?"

"Don't say it." Xiang Xiaotian's face was burning hot, and she buried her face in Zhang Yang's arms without caring about anything else.

The people around turned their backs and scratched their heads.

"Oh dear, I'll go look somewhere else."

"I need to use the restroom..."

In the blink of an eye, the space was left to Zhang Yang and Xiang Xiaotian.

"Everyone's gone." Zhang Yang looked down at Xiang Xiaotian in his arms, and blinked.

Then, his hand slid down from his waist.

Snap!

Xiang Xiaotian shuddered, clutching her bottom while tilting her head back with watery eyes.

"Brother Zhang Yang, be gentle."

"There were too many people just now, so I didn't get a chance to properly greet you," Zhang Yang said with a smile. "Long time no see, Xiao Tian."

"It's been a long time." Xiang Xiaotian Zhang Yang's hands explore her body. "Hmph, as expected, once he got what he wanted, he didn't take me seriously anymore. He doesn't care if he replies to my messages, but when we meet, he just wants to..."

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Yang asked.

"You just want... you just want to sleep with me." Xiang Xiaotian hummed, her face flushed. Then, for some reason, she looked up at him and asked seriously, "Brother Zhang Yang, don't I have anything else that you'd like to see?"

"You should be secretly happy, aren't you? I'm already craving your body enough?" Zhang Yang said, wrapping his arms Xiang Xiaotian's slender waist.

Xiang Xiaotian was initially a little unconvinced and wanted to refute.

However, when she looked up and saw the incomparably handsome face in front of her, she was instantly convinced.

Yes!

To have such a perfect male god linger over someone, even if it's just their body, is enough to make me proud. What more could I ask for?

Overwhelmed with emotion, Xiang Xiaotian, her eyes blurry, tiptoed and tilted her head back to offer a passionate kiss.

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On the other side, Jin Yanchao returned to the clubhouse dejectedly.

"Finished seeing him off, Young Master Jin?" Many people teased, "Your big brother here has quite the airs, but it's a pity he's just a nobody compared to Brother Zhang."

Upon hearing this, Jin Yanchao looked embarrassed and could only manage a forced, dry laugh.

"By the way, where's Brother Zhang?"

"Look? What's inside?" someone asked instinctively.

Then, as if remembering something, he was about to offer a reminder.

"Hey, wait a minute..."

But Jin Yanchao didn't hear any of that; he just kept walking forward with his head down.

He paused as he reached the door.

Because he actually heard a smacking sound coming from inside.

"Ugh, are you still craving it?" It sounded like Xiang Xiaotian's voice.

Oh my god!

Jin Yanchao's expression changed; he wanted to leave, but was also reluctant to go.

Amidst the rustling sounds, a soft pleading voice could be faintly heard.

"No, Brother Zhang Yang, he's outside..."

"Go back... please wait until we go back?"

Jin Yanchao leaned against the wall, his body unsteady, his expression shifting, and his throat gurgling.

"Young Master Jin, what are you doing here?" Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Jin Yanchao panicked and saw Su Jiajun's suspicious expression.

"I... I'm looking for Brother Zhang."

"Looking for Brother Zhang?" Su Jiajun continued, puzzled.

As they were talking, two figures walked out from inside.

"What do you want?" Zhang Yang strode out, with Xiang Xiaotian beside him.

At this moment, Xiang Xiaotian was flushed with a rosy glow, and she looked radiant as she naturally straightened her clothes.

"I... I..." Jin Yanchao stammered, glancing at it once before not daring to look any longer.

"Young Master Jin, have you seen your guest off yet?" Zhang Yang asked casually, glancing at Jin Yanchao's current state.

"Brother Zhang, I just saw him off," Jin Yanchao said cautiously.

"Alright, you handle your guests yourself," Zhang Yang said. "There's no need to force them to come."

"I think it's better not to come," Xiang Xiaotian said inexplicably from the side. "He's so arrogant, people would think he owes them something."

"Oh, guests are always welcome," Zhang Yang said with a smile, putting his arm Xiang Xiaotian's waist. "It's always good to have more friends."

Xiang Xiaotian wrinkled her nose but didn't say anything.

Jin Yanchao, on the other hand, was extremely embarrassed.

"Let's get together casually tonight, it's rare for us to get together," Zhang Yang suggested casually.

Everyone had the same idea, so when Zhang Yang said this, everyone immediately responded.

"Okay!" Jin Yanchao, who was just worried about not having a chance to show off, quickly raised his hand in response, "Brother Zhang, I'll arrange it, let me arrange it."

"You?" Zhang Yang glanced at him.

"Alright, since Young Master Jin is so eager to contribute to everyone, let him show his skills." Su Jiajun smiled and put his arm around Jin Yanchao's shoulder.

"Right, Young Master Jin?"

Jin Yanchao gave a stiff smile, then looked at Zhang Yang with hopeful eyes.

"Okay, then you can make the arrangements tonight," Zhang Yang said casually.

Immediately, Jin Yanchao relaxed and became lively again.

"I'll go and make a reservation right away."

Later that evening, luxury cars began to appear.

Zhang Yang's Apollo EVO led the way, followed by a long line of Rolls-Royce. Even on the streets of Magic City, such a display of power and prestige is undeniable, easily making him a head-turner.

Sitting in the passenger seat of this supercar, Xiang Xiaotian naturally became the center of attention.

You should know that when onlookers see a supercar, their first thought isn't anything else, but who's sitting in the passenger seat.

How good-looking is she? How good is her figure?

All sorts of perspectives, more than just critical.

Even supercars are subject to scrutiny, and the Apollo EVO, hailed as a car above all others, must have attracted countless glances and comments as it sped along the road.

Fortunately, Xiang Xiaotian- skinned and beautiful. She is not the kind of pretty face who only knows how to be a subordinate, but a true rich and beautiful woman.

Therefore, she managed to keep her composure under the watchful eyes of many.

"It seems like everyone's watching us." Xiang Xiaotian sat upright in the passenger seat, letting out a slight sigh of relief. "Brother Zhang Yang, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

"You still have moments of insecurity?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"That depends on the time," Xiang Xiaotian patted her chest lightly. "Sitting in your car as your passenger seat puts a lot of pressure on me, okay? Who knows what people might be saying behind my back... like, 'She's not that good-looking, her legs aren't long enough, and her skin isn't fair.'"

Zhang Yang laughed and slapped Xiang Xiaotian's leg, feeling the smoothness in his palm.

"I've already experienced your shortcomings, so there's no need for you to deliberately show off."

"Is that really a flaw?" Xiang Xiaotian gently scolded the hand pressing on her leg. "Brother Zhang Yang, I'll give you a chance, say it again."

"What if I don't tell you?" Zhang Yang asked.

"If you don't tell... if you don't tell me, I'll..." Xiang Xiaotian bit her lip, her eyes glistening with a different kind of moisture, and then gently leaned down.

A moment later.

"Brother Zhang Yang, are you going to change how you address me?" she asked, her voice slightly muffled.

Zhang Yang was driving when his eyes suddenly widened slightly.

With a light touch on the accelerator, surging power and a continuous roar...

I was completely immersed in a feeling of... flying.

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Later that evening, Rolls-Royce began to pull up one after another in the parking lot outside a restaurant.

The group got off the bus and chatted as they waited.

After an unknown amount of time, the Apollo EVO finally arrived amidst a roar.

The car had just come to a complete stop when the passenger door opened.

Everyone watched as Xiang Xiaotian got out of the car, holding a water bottle and tilting her head back to drink water.

In the evening breeze, her hair fluttered gently, and a faint blush lingered on her cheeks.

She drank every last drop of water from the bottle.

"Are you that thirsty?" Su Jiajun asked with a smile. "And what brand is this water? Is it really that good?"

Xiang Xiaotian threw the water bottle and glared at everyone in annoyance.

The other car door opened, and Zhang Yang got out.

At this moment, he felt refreshed and naturally stepped forward to put his arm Xiang Xiaotian's waist, then walked past the crowd and into the restaurant.

The group exchanged glances, then smiled and followed closely behind.

As evening fell, a private room in the restaurant was packed with people.

At the dinner table, glasses clinked and everyone drank to their hearts' content.

Zhang Yang sat in the main seat, and everyone rushed up to offer him a toast, fearing that they might not be polite enough.

"Brother Zhang, then... I'd like to toast you." Jin Yanchao walked up with his head bowed and raised his glass. "I'll drink this first."

He was planning to drink it first as a sign of respect.

Suddenly, someone chuckled softly.

"And what about your sister-in-law?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Xiaotian was sitting next to Zhang Yang, immediately beamed and said reproachfully, "Who is it that speaks so eloquently?"

Jin Yanchao held up his glass, looking at Xiang Xiaotian.

"Sister-in-law, I'd like to toast you too."

He tilted his head back and gulped down the entire glass of wine.

Fortunately, they hadn't drunk any strong liquor at their gathering, but even so, his face turned bright red.

The scene erupted in cheers and jeers.

They insisted that Zhang Yang and Xiang Xiaotian drink a toast together.

"Shall we come?" Xiang Xiaotian's eyes were watery, filled with a hint of eagerness.

"You guys are talking nonsense." Zhang Yang laughed and cursed, not wanting to spoil the fun, he reached out and hooked his arm with Xiang Xiaotian's, and they drank a sip from their shared cup.

When you're out having fun, what's real and what's fake doesn't matter; having fun is the most important thing.

Moreover, his relationship with Xiang Xiaotian went beyond that of ordinary friends; it wasn't purely based on physical attraction, but rather on emotional connection.

Tonight's gathering was truly exhilarating.

The group drank until midnight.

The restaurant owner was a friend of Jin Yanchao, and he knocked on the door several times to offer toasts, practically worshipping Zhang Yang, the Apollo car owner.

"Brother, your car was parked here for a while today, saving me half a year's worth of promotion fees, so this meal is on me!" the boss said, patting his chest. "And with so many Rolls-Royces around, my shop is practically famous far and wide now."

Upon hearing this, Jin Yanchao became anxious, "You brat, I arranged this meal today, it's on me, why are you trying to steal the credit?"

"No way, I'm not charging for this table today," the shop owner said.

After some pushing and shoving, the shop owner eventually won.

"Mr. Liu, right? Is it alright if I park my car here tonight?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

Although with his current physical condition, a mere amount of alcohol would have virtually no effect on his health, he still adheres to the principle of not drinking and driving.

Since there was a hotel right across the street, he decided not to bother the driver and simply walked across to sleep there for the night.

Yes, bring Xiang Xiaotian along.

"Oh! Absolutely no problem, I'll practically worship your car!" the shop owner exclaimed with delight. "I won't sleep a wink tonight, I'll watch over your car."

Having such a supercar parked here is practically an invisible advertisement.

Besides, he's a true car enthusiast, and being able to spend another night getting up close to such a legendary car was a dream come true for him.