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Chapter 171 A Woman's Heart

The sea breeze at night gently blows over the yacht, bringing a touch of coolness.

Zhang Ning sat on the top floor of the yacht, leaning against the guardrail, and stretched his legs side by side.

The slender hand hung down, and the soft fingertips gently stroked Yang Huan's face, and finally rested on his forehead, with five fingers flicking.

Very comfortable, very cozy, there is a feeling of wanting to sleep.

Yang Huan closed his eyes, quietly enjoying this tenderness.

Neither of them spoke, and neither was willing to break the rare tranquility.

Downstairs, the yacht was having a bustling cocktail party, but the top floor of the yacht seemed to blend into the dark night sky and seascape.

After a long time, he remembered the serious business.

"Look back, help me contact a domestic ventriloquist master."

Yang Huan is very lazy, when he is too lazy to talk, he doesn't even want to open his eyes.

"Venturi? Do you want to learn ventriloquist?" Zhang Ning was a little surprised and amused.

Ventriloquism is really fun, but she couldn't imagine what it would be like for Yang Huan to learn ventriloquist.

"Do I still need to learn? How about my ventriloquism, you still don't know?" Yang Huan laughed, his eyes still closed.

Zhang Ning immediately understood the meaning of his words, this ventriloquism is not that ventriloquism.

Even though it was pitch black, she still felt her face burning.

That's the way this guy is, never having a serious moment.

However, it's very strange, in the past, whenever he got close to him, he would want to get hands and feet, but now...

He just lay there like this, with his eyes closed, and he didn't fall asleep.

"Who wants to learn ventriloquist?" Zhang Ning asked softly.

Yang Huan gently stretched out his right hand, grabbed her soft hand, and pressed it against his face, it was very warm and smooth.

"Uncle Bird and Yun'er."

Zhang Ning frowned, "Why do they want to learn ventriloquist?"

Yang Huan laughed mischievously, "Don't you think it's very interesting to let a big star learn ventriloquist? Especially Yuner, a beautiful girl who imitates all kinds of animal sounds, isn't it subversive?"

Zhang Ning groaned and giggled, "My Young Master Huan, aren't you deliberately tricking me?"

It's okay if you tease them in private, but they are big-name celebrities now, so it's not good if you really want to tease them like this?

"Really?" Yang Huan laughed again, but this guy still didn't bother to open his eyes.

"Stars are used to pruning these days. Haven't you seen that variety shows all over the world are basically pruning stars?"

Zhang Ning thought about it carefully, and it seemed to make sense, but he felt something was wrong.

Sometimes this guy does things mysteriously, and it seems very nonsensical, but after the incident comes out, and then think about it, it seems that he is not completely reckless.

Since Uncle Psy became popular, he has earned at least 3000 to [-] million pounds for Yang Huan, and even if he doesn't do anything now, this golden signboard can last at least another year or two without any problem, and the potential income is also tens of millions of pounds.

Lin Yun'er has just become popular now, and she doesn't have such a high commercial value yet, but the potential benefits should not be underestimated.

Of course, Yang Huan is also very generous to them. Basically, the money he earns is divided into [-]% and [-]%. Yang Huan is [-]% and they are [-]%.

If the two signs of Uncle Bird and Lin Yun'er were messed up, Yang Huan would lose a lot, and it would be equivalent to ruining other people's jobs.

Therefore, Zhang Ning believed that Yang Huan would not do such a thing.

He must have his own purpose and ideas.

"You, what's the matter, you always refuse to tell others, and keep it in your heart." She complained very distressed.

When Yang Huan heard this coquettish sound, his heart twitched for no reason.

He did hide a lot of things that he couldn't say, and he didn't know what to say.

"Maybe I have watched too many Wong Kar Wai movies."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ning couldn't figure it out.

Hiding something on your mind, what does it have to do with Wong Kar Wai's movies?
"Didn't you see that one or two of the male protagonists in Wong Kar Wai's movies seem to be full of worries, full of stories and experiences? But such male gods are usually the most pleasing to girls."

Zhang Ning raised his head with a smile, even at this time, this guy is still not serious.

"Many people have said that my melancholy eyes are very similar to Leslie Cheung in East Evil and West Poison. When I frown and concentrate on thinking about things, I am very similar to Tony Leung. Do you have this feeling?"

Zhang Ning was about to burst out of laughter, and kept nodding, "Yes, yes, I feel very good. I feel that you look like Jacky Cheung in Carmen in Mong Kok when you brazenly brag about yourself, and you look like Ruhua when you grin."

After hearing this, Yang Huan sighed deeply, "So, the day doesn't understand the darkness of night, and you don't understand my beauty either!"

After finishing speaking, he ostentatiously made an eggplant gesture, as if to say, I said this, it rhymes, right?

Zhang Ning laughed so hard that she was lying on Yang Huan's body. She really found that when Yang Huan was by her side, she always felt that time passed quickly, and she was always full of laughter.

The soft long hair, with a faint fragrance, hangs down on the face, it is very itchy, but very comfortable.

This kiss almost makes people unwilling to part.

"In the future, if you have anything to do, tell me, okay?" Zhang Ning begged politely.

She hopes to share all his joys, sorrows and joys with the man she loves, and share all his pressures.

Yang Huan still kept his eyes closed, and readily agreed, "Okay."

But before Zhang Ning could react, he added another sentence, "You promise to burn after reading it with me, and I promise you."

Burn after reading?

Zhang Ning almost wanted to strangle him to death. It was obviously a sweet talk between a very romantic couple, but he wanted to say that kind of embarrassing thing.

So she struggled to stand up.

You don't have to be her pillow, and you have to be teased and teased by him, it's too bullying.

"Don't move, I'll lie down for a while!"

"Why?" Zhang Ning asked angrily, but he really didn't move anymore.

Yang Huan said in a very natural tone, "Who told you to be a little goblin who is obsessed with death?"

This time, Zhang Ning was drunk!

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When Zhuang Ziqing woke up, it was already dawn.

Turning around and looking sideways, the bed next door where Zhang Ning should have been lying was empty.

She panicked, where did Zhang Ning go?

"Miss, she hasn't come back all night."

Almost as soon as Zhuang Ziqing moved, Feng Jiu also woke up.

Didn't come back all night?

Zhuang Ziqing's heart almost sank to the bottom of the valley, and an ominous premonition engulfed her.

She immediately stood up from the bed, put on her shoes, opened the door and left the room.

Opposite the room is Yang Huan's room, the door is open, and there is no one in it.

where did they go

Zhuang Ziqing bit her lip, her nose was sour, and she wanted to cry.

The man who was likely to become her future husband might be lying in the tender land of other women now. It would be strange if she didn't feel anything.

She felt that her heart was in a panic, so she went out of the cabin, wanting to go outside to get some air.

Coming out of the second floor, I immediately felt a sea-like smell, but very cool air blowing towards my face.

It makes people feel refreshed for a while.

When they came to the guardrail, Zhuang Ziqing turned around, only to see a beautiful OL woman in a white shirt leaning against the guardrail on the top floor of the third floor.

Although she only saw the back, she made a judgment immediately.

It's Zhang Ning!
What is she doing up there?
Is Yang Huan also on it?
Zhuang Ziqing was a little flustered and confused.

She really wanted to go up and have a look, but she was afraid of seeing some pictures that she shouldn't and didn't want to see.

But in the end, curiosity drove her to gently step on the stairs upstairs.

Every step becomes taller, and each step becomes heavier.

But in the end it's here.

The top floor did not have the scene she imagined.

Both fell asleep.

Yang Huan was resting on Zhang Ning's leg, covered with the coat and suit that Zhang Ning had taken off, while Zhang Ning was only wearing a thin white shirt, leaning against the railing to sleep.

Both of them were neatly dressed, and it was obvious that they hadn't done anything.

At this moment, Zhuang Ziqing stood there in a daze.

She didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.

She even had a feeling that maybe Zhang Ning was the most suitable woman for Yang Huan.

They are truly a match made in heaven.

At the same time, she was also doubting whether she judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain too much?
Or, the person Yang Huan really likes is actually Zhang Ning?
Her background allowed her to more or less understand what it means to be involuntary.

Many times, people from their origins cannot make their own decisions in marriage.

She has always been aware of this, so she has never been in love.

Even though there are more men who have pursued her since she was a child than Fan Xing, she remains unmoved.

It wasn't until her younger brother told her that the family was going to promise her to Yang Huan that she truly engraved a man's name in her heart for the first time.

Therefore, she began to pay attention to dressing up, makeup, and her own words and deeds.

She even began to worry about Yang Huan, worried about his affairs, and thought of him.

When she sees Yang Huan, Zhang Ning, Lin Yuner, and Horikita Maki getting close, she will feel uncomfortable.

Does this mean that she likes him?

Is it really possible for a woman to fall in love with a man because of a potential engagement?

she does not know.

Going down gently, without making a sound, she returned to her room and sat foolishly.

"Miss, have you found them?" Feng Jiu sensed something was wrong.

Zhuang Ziqing did not answer.

"Are they..."

But still no answer.

"It's too much, I'll teach them a lesson!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Jiu was about to rush out the door, she couldn't let her young lady be wronged in the slightest.

"Little Jiu." Zhuang Ziqing called to stop Feng Jiu.

"Miss." Feng Jiu slammed on the brakes, stabilized her figure, and turned around.

"Let's go back!"

"Go back... go back?" Feng Jiu was a little hard to understand.

Didn't you agree that you're here to spy on this future uncle's character?

Why haven't I found out yet, and I'm going back now?
"Go back to London, I don't want to check any more." Zhuang Ziqing calmed down, showing a hint of a relaxed smile.

She dared not stay here any longer.

She wanted to go back and go back to the life path she had planned before.

As for the matter between her and Yang Huan, let it take its course.

"Miss, are we really going back?" Feng Jiu couldn't believe it.

"Well, go back, let's go now." Zhuang Ziqing didn't want to stay for a moment.

Feng Jiu didn't think there was any pity, just a little regret.

"Hey, I originally planned to compete with that Longwu, who knows..."

After the two packed up their things, Zhuang Ziqing called her younger brother again and asked him to arrange someone to pick her up from the marina at the venue, then wrote a note and put it in the room.

After getting off the yacht and getting on the pier, after a short walk, there was a car parked there.

The person who got out of the car to pick them up was a vigorous man in his thirties. He saw Long Wu standing on the bow of the yacht from a distance, and nodded with a slight smile. After welcoming them into the car, he returned to the driver's seat.

When Zhuang Ziqing and Feng Jiu looked at the yacht again, Long Wu was no longer there.

Zhuang Ziqing was a little bit reluctant, but she gritted her teeth, "Let's drive."

It wasn't until the car disappeared on the pier that Long Wu reappeared.

"Long Sanqi, Zhuang Zicheng, Zhuang Ziqing, Fengzu..."

Long Wu muttered these names to himself.

He was also a little unpredictable, as early as when he saw Feng Jiu for the first time, he had already noticed some clues.

But he also clearly felt that neither Feng Jiu nor Zhuang Ziqing had any malice towards Young Master Huan, and it was the Yang family's and Zhuang's' family affairs, so he didn't expose it, but just observed secretly.

When Zhuang Ziqing came out just now, he kept following.

It's just a little strange, why did it come suddenly and leave suddenly?
It seems that Master Huan is right.

This woman's heart is like a needle in the sea!
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(End of this chapter)