Driving Lin Xiaofei's Car

"What? Does sleeping with your own husband feel like having an affair?" Zhang Yang teased.

Cheng Dongxue flushed at the question. Speechless, she turned her head away.

"A woman needs to be taken in hand before she stops thinking so much," Zhang Yang said, pouncing on Cheng Dongxue again.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Dongxue resisted instinctively, but her protests were halfhearted, and she soon got into it again.

Afterward, Zhang Yang lit a cigarette.

"Could you not smoke in the room?" Cheng Dongxue disliked the heavy smell of cigarette smoke.

"All right." Zhang Yang got up and went onto the balcony.

Gong City was one of the larger cities in the south. Its lights glittered now, a breathtaking sight. Zhang Yang loved this city, though he used to feel it didn't love him back.

But that was before. From now on, everything would change.

"Zhang Yang, something feels strange. What exactly happened?" Cheng Dongxue had been wrestling with that question every day lately.

It was as though Zhang Yang had stopped being her husband overnight and become the man she had always longed for. She didn't know whether to be happy about the change or worried.

"Strange? How so?" Zhang Yang blew a smoke ring and glanced at Cheng Dongxue.

After their night together, Cheng Dongxue looked especially tender and alluring.

"You've changed!" Cheng Dongxue finally voiced her doubt, though she couldn't say exactly how he had changed.

"Do you like the old me or the new me?" Zhang Yang didn't deny it.

Cheng Dongxue fell silent. The old Zhang Yang was her husband, and so was this one. She had no choice between them.

"As long as it's you, I'm happy," Cheng Dongxue said, leaving her answer open to interpretation.

Her words sent Zhang Yang's blood racing again. He drew Cheng Dongxue into his arms, and they watched the night view together.

Cheng Dongxue didn't resist. A husband holding his wife was only natural. If he didn't, people would start talking about trouble in their marriage.

"What exactly did you show Zhang Xuanyi?" Cheng Dongxue was full of questions about Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang had explained what happened at Elegant Residence, but Cheng Dongxue hadn't believed him. Yet after watching the videos Zhang Yang sent, Zhang Xuanyi really had fired Yang Qintian. She was curious.

More than that, Cheng Dongxue didn't want Zhang Yang to go down the wrong path. He might have been useless before, but that was still better than doing evil.

"Do you really want to know?" Zhang Yang asked with a frown.

Cheng Dongxue paused. Perhaps it was something she wasn't supposed to know. That might mean it was illegal.

"I need to make sure you aren't going down the wrong path, offending powerful people or breaking the law." Cheng Dongxue laid out her concerns.

"Don't worry. Even if I skirt the line, no one can touch me," Zhang Yang said confidently. He was certain Zhang Xuanyi wouldn't dare call the police or tell anyone else. Otherwise, the footage of Zhang Xuanyi in action would be made public.

"What is it, then?" Cheng Dongxue had spent all this time asking without getting an answer, and now she was annoyed.

Zhang Yang smiled, took out his phone, and handed it to Cheng Dongxue. "See for yourself. It's just a few short videos. I didn't show Zhang Xuanyi all of them."

Cheng Dongxue took the phone and opened a video. Moans of pleasure immediately came from it. She stared at the palace-like setting on the screen, her jaw dropping.

"Zhang... Zhang Yang, how did you get these?" Cheng Dongxue couldn't even finish one video. Her cheeks had turned as red as the evening sky as she handed the phone back.

"I'm a private detective. I have an ability other detectives don't, so I can get information on these people with ease. Whatever bad things they've done, I know all about them." Zhang Yang sounded as though he was bragging, but every word was true.

"A private detective? An extraordinary ability? What, do you have superpowers?" Cheng Dongxue looked at Zhang Yang skeptically. He really had changed. He'd become glib and fond of telling tall tales, though that sort of man could be more captivating to women.

"You could put it that way." Zhang Yang neither confirmed nor denied it.

Cheng Dongxue didn't want to talk anymore. Too much of this would only strain their relationship. She turned and went into the bedroom.

Zhang Yang stubbed out his cigarette and followed her into the bedroom, then shut the door tight to muffle the sound.

Early the next morning, the Cheng Family home was already bustling. Though the birthday banquet wasn't being held there, relatives still came by. Zhang Yang finished making breakfast and went back to the bedroom.

A little after nine, the family began heading to Wangda Hotel.

As an important member of the family, Cheng Dongxue had to greet and receive the guests. Zhang Yang was left to one side.

Once everyone else had gone out, only Zhang Yang and Lin Xiaofei remained at the Cheng Family home.

Lin Xiaofei had been staying with Cheng Dongxue and had never treated herself like a guest. She sat on the sofa, enjoying snacks and shouting at an entertainment show.

His mother-in-law's birthday banquet was set for noon. It was already eleven, and Zhang Yang was still sprawled in the bedroom.

Knock, knock...

"Zhang Yang, get up. It's time to go to the birthday banquet."

The sudden voice at the door belonged to Lin Xiaofei. The television was still playing behind her.

Zhang Yang dragged himself up and opened the door.

The past few days had felt like a reunion after time apart. Even a seasoned hand like Zhang Yang was feeling a little drained by their nights together. He needed a few days' rest.

Seeing Lin Xiaofei outside in an elegant dress, especially her bare, snow-white shoulders, he couldn't help swallowing.

"What are you looking at? If you don't hurry, you'll have to walk!"

Lin Xiaofei grumbled. She had done her makeup and changed into her dress. She had no intention of letting him leave her disheveled and exhausted.

"Yeah, give me a minute." Zhang Yang reached for the gift box.

"Lin Xiaofei, you're gorgeous—the kind of beauty who'd be the talk of a campus. I bet plenty of rich, handsome guys from school are chasing you."

Lin Xiaofei's family was well-off. Supposedly, they owned a mine. Her allowance was absurdly high, enough for her to drive a Porsche sports car while she was still in school.

It was because Lin Xiaofei's family had money that Yang Su approved of Cheng Dongxue's best friend and had warmly welcomed her into their home.

"Of course. You couldn't fit them all on a freight train." In the sports car, Lin Xiaofei answered Zhang Yang while driving nervously.

Lin Xiaofei was actually a terrible driver, and Zhang Yang was a little afraid to ride with her. She relied on the high-performance car without any sense of control, speeding and making erratic moves. It felt as though they could crash and die at any moment.

"Would you ever get married?" Zhang Yang asked next.

Lin Xiaofei turned to look at Zhang Yang.

"Watch the road!"

"Damn it, can you even drive... Hey, beautiful, want to add me on WeChat?"

Zhang Yang saw Lin Xiaofei's car veer toward the one beside them and warned her at once. She slammed on the brakes and avoided scraping it, but the other car pulled up alongside. Its driver started cursing, then saw she was a beautiful woman and switched to flirting.