Warming Hearts

"Zhang Yang, you're smoking again..."

Cheng Dongxue complained and snuffed out Zhang Yang's cigarette. This time, though, she leaned against his shoulder. He raised an arm and drew her supple body close.

"I bought the Bronze Zun again!" Zhang Yang said with a grin.

"Sold it again?" Cheng Dongxue looked puzzled. She couldn't make sense of it.

Chang Wu didn't understand either, but he didn't dare ask. Zhang Yang had gone too far: he'd sold the same Bronze Zun twice, and both times the price had stunned Chang Wu.

"By 'sold it again,' I mean I sold it more than once. Twice, to be exact." Zhang Yang explained with relish.

"What can you sell twice?" Cheng Dongxue asked. Then her cheeks flushed. Some things could be sold any number of times, even to the same person.

But Zhang Yang had already sold the Bronze Zun a few days ago. How could he sell it twice?

"Heh..." Zhang Yang gave her a wicked grin. They were both adults; they knew where her mind had gone.

"Last time, I sold it for fifteen million, right? But on the way back, the guy who bought it brought a dozen or so people to rob me. He said he was taking back the check."

Zhang Yang began telling the whole story. Cheng Dongxue grew uneasy as she listened. A robbery was a crime. They needed to call the police.

"Were you hurt?" Calling the police could wait. Zhang Yang was right beside her, and she needed to look him over first. Even her father had begun to cherish his son-in-law. How could she not care?

"I'm fine!" Zhang Yang pulled her back into his arms.

"How could anything happen to me? You know what I can do. Besides, I have a bodyguard now. Jiao