Cheng An was cowed by the man. His fist hung in midair, but he did not dare bring it down.
The sunlight was blazing. He narrowed his eyes before he could make out the newcomer, then took a few seconds to react. "Are you... Zheng, Zheng Ye?"
Even Cheng An found the question a little ridiculous as soon as he asked it.
Why would Zheng Ye come here? This was probably just some ordinary cripple who looked a bit like him.
But then the man answered, "Yes."
That single word made Cheng An's legs go weak.
He froze for half a second, then immediately put on a smile and approached with a respectful bow. "Ah, President Zheng, why didn't you let me know you were coming?"
Despite his smile, Cheng An felt uncertain. He still wanted to make his way in the Imperial Capital's business circles, so he naturally did not dare offend Zheng Ye.
Had Zheng Ye come because of Cheng Yang?
He had never heard of that brat having any connection to the Zheng Family!
Cheng An gave a couple of fawning chuckles. "May I ask what brings you here, President Zheng?"
The man remained expressionless, only lifting his chin after a long moment.
Ning Shile spoke. "We're here to see Cheng Yang."
Cheng An frowned, but he truly did not dare tell a single lie. "He's in his room. You..."
Cheng An gritted his teeth. "Follow me."
Hearing that, Ning Shile could not help marveling at how useful power really was. One word from Zheng Ye was worth a hundred from him.
Thank goodness Zheng Ye had come along.
Otherwise, Cheng An definitely would not have relented.
Ning Shile nodded to himself and wheeled Zheng Ye into the Cheng Family residence. As he silently marveled, the words