Young Master Xu's tearful complaints

"Are you a demon?"

Zhang Yang was convinced that Cheng Dongxue probably would not believe him even if he told her, so he turned the question back on her. Sure enough, her answer showed that she did not believe him.

"No, I'm just devilishly clever."

Zhang Yang grinned and rolled over, piling himself on top of her.

"Father, I'm back!"

The scene Xu Mingxian had caused at Zhang Yang's wedding banquet that day had already become a laughingstock throughout Gong City. Everyone was talking about it, but word had yet to reach his father, Xu Keming.

"So you remembered to come home!"

Xu Keming shot Xu Mingxian a sidelong glance. His son looked dejected.

As a rich young master, Xu Mingxian was naturally the sort of playboy who was hardly ever home. Usually, when he came back, it was to ask for money.

Fortunately, Xu Mingxian had enjoyed good luck over the past few years. His company had prospered under his management, and he had soon made his fortune, saving Xu Keming a great deal of worry.

"Father, my company's in trouble."

Xu Keming was a seasoned businessman, an expert compared with Xu Mingxian, and could still offer him guidance on running a business.

Xu Keming put down his newspaper and looked at Xu Mingxian.

"Sit down and tell me."

Xu Mingxian was the Xu family's only child. Precisely because of that, Mrs. Xu had spoiled him all the more, making him the man he was today.

Since childhood, Xu Mingxian had always gotten whatever he wanted. All he had to do was ask, and it would be his.

As a result, he was still the same now. To get Cheng Dongxue, he was willing to cast aside his morals and stop at nothing. This time, however, he had