Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 453 What Does It Have to Do with My Zhong Yi

Chapter 453: Chapter 453 What Does It Have to Do with My Zhong Yi

"Young Master Zhong."

Xiang Mingzhu cooed seductively as she approached wearing high heels, bending over towards the car window with a calculated charm. Her strapless gown offered teasing glimpses of skin, yet Zhong Yi didn’t even spare her a glance.

He asked, "Getting in?"

Xiang Mingzhu quickly nodded and hurried to the other side to get into the car.

She shifted her seat, attempting to get closer to Zhong Yi. This was her first time seeing him since returning from Haicheng to the Imperial Capital.

Her intentions must not be detected by Lu Yingxue, she had to wait until after the fitting session. But she wanted to see him, sometimes even dreaming of his stunning face in her sleep.

"Young Master Zhong, did you come here specifically to pick me up?" Xiang Mingzhu asked in a pinched voice.

Wan Jiang, driving in the front, got goosebumps from her flirting—this Fairy was surely plotting to devour their Young Master Zhong with her lack of restraint.

Zhong Yi casually crossed his legs, his pale and slender fingers resting by his side as he replied, "Just passing by, didn’t expect to see you."

"It must be fate, a telepathic connection."

Xiang Mingzhu’s eyes clung to him; the man grew more appealing by the second. Zhong Lingxiao was infertile, and once the Zhong Family formally announced the successor at the end of the year, Zhong Yi was the likeliest candidate.

So what if he’s illegitimate? He has the capability and the background.

Even her ethereally detached cousin Lu Yingxue, had secretly pledged her heart to him, with the Lu Family setting their wedding arrangement long ago.

The corners of Zhong Yi’s eyes revealed a faint smile, "What are you doing here? Dressed like that, the embellishments on your shoulders look rather like wild chicken feathers."

"These are swan feathers! A new design by Master Irina, for tomorrow’s Guan Family banquet. Young Master Zhong, will you be attending? Could I be your plus-one?"

Xiang Mingzhu fancied foolishly.

Zhong Yi spoke with a smirk that was not quite a smile, "Do you want Lu Yingxue to find out about our affair? The Lu Family would kill you, and I couldn’t bear that. In public, let’s not reveal our relationship, understand?"

His languid tone made Xiang Mingzhu’s heart pound furiously.

Blushing, she said softly, "I understand. I won’t let my cousin find out about us until after the fitting session. But you... allowing me in the car today, aren’t you afraid she might misunderstand?"

Zhong Yi’s eyes, tranquil as a spring mountain, softened slightly, his voice carrying a hint of seduction, "What’s there to misunderstand about giving a ride to my fiancee’s cousin along the way?"

"Young Master Zhong, you’re bad!"

Wan Jiang nearly swerved into the barrier as his hand jerked on the steering wheel.

He swallowed hard, thinking about the great sacrifice Young Master Zhong was making.

Step by step, using his charm and powerful status, he was reeling Xiang Mingzhu in. His flawless acting required immense inner strength!

Zhong Yi glanced at him with a warning in his eyes.

Then turning to Xiang Mingzhu, he asked, "I heard you had a dispute at Ruisa Mall, what happened?"

Xiang Mingzhu wasn’t surprised he’d found out—he was a Zhong after all.

Struggling to speak, she ground her back teeth and elaborated with exaggeration, "Lu Yan originally wanted to put Qiao Xi in her place, but unexpectedly, yesterday she threatened to call the police for a scam, and today she deliberately set a trap for me."

"This woman is cunning and venomous. She’s the vilest, causing me such embarrassment. Young Master Zhong, it’s not that I didn’t consider your collaboration with Huo Xingzhou before letting her off, but she brought it on herself."

"Even if I don’t touch her, Lu Yan and my brother won’t let her off. It definitely won’t affect your deal with Huo Xingzhou."

Zhong Yi’s fingers stroked his shirt cufflinks, his head low, his lips curved but his eyes cold.

His lips, full, slightly parted: "Who is vile?"

Xiang Mingzhu felt a bucket of ice water pour over her, chilling her once she regained her senses: "I’m sorry, Young Master Zhong. I lost my composure, I shouldn’t have spoken so crudely."

How could she speak so carelessly in front of him, risking her image?

He didn’t look at Xiang Mingzhu again, but said, "Wan Jiang, pull over."

"Yes, Young Master Zhong."

Wan Jiang found a spot on the roadside for a temporary stop and slowly pressed the brake.

Xiang Mingzhu felt uneasy and confused.

Could it be that she had somehow upset Zhong Yi? Or did he prefer women who were gentle like water?

In an instant, countless thoughts filled her mind, leaving her anxious and uncertain.

Zhong Yi turned his head, his eyes extremely cold, "Get out of the car."

"What?"

"Xiang Mingzhu, get out of the car."

"Young Master Zhong?"

"I still have things to deal with, I can’t take you home. Go back by yourself, it’ll also prevent your cousin from misunderstanding."

Wan Jiang deliberately got out of the car and walked to the rear, opening the door on Xiang Mingzhu’s side and said, "Miss Xiang, please get out."

Xiang Mingzhu, stunned by his completely different attitude before and after, got out of the car like a puppet on strings. Her high heels clipped the edge of a landscaped flowerbed, and she even staggered a bit, almost falling and revealing herself.

Bang.

The car door closed.

Soon, the Beijing A License Plate Cullinan drove away.

Only then did Xiang Mingzhu realize that it was extremely hard to catch a ride in this area. She stomped her foot, looking at the mobile app where hundreds were queued up in the taxi line, extremely annoyed!

In the end, she had no choice but to call her family’s driver to pick her up.

Damn it!

She really shouldn’t have gone out today, nothing was going right.

But what exactly did Zhong Yi mean? Was he really angry with her?

Xiang Mingzhu couldn’t help herself and made a call to Zhong Yi’s assistant, Wan Jiang.

This was instructed by Zhong Yi; it was better for the two of them not to contact each other directly, anything should be conveyed through Wan Jiang. To avoid leaving any clues that could expose their relationship.

...

The Cullinan was driving smoothly on the road, and when Wan Jiang saw the phone number, he knew it was Xiang Mingzhu.

He asked softly, "Young Master Zhong, it’s Miss Xiang’s call. She is likely looking for you. Should I answer?"

"Answer after thirty seconds."

Zhong Yi spoke slowly, looking at the skyscrapers outside the car window, not really bothered about the call.

Wan Jiang watched the clock on the phone’s screen and, after thirty seconds, picked it up and turned on the speaker.

Xiang Mingzhu’s delicate voice came through, "Young Master Zhong, are you really angry with me? I misspoke in the heat of the moment. I swear I won’t say such foul words in front of you again."

She sounded like she was crying.

Wan Jiang glanced at Zhong Yi, whose heart was as hard as iron.

Zhong Yi, his brows showing slight impatience, said, "I’m not angry with you. We’ll talk about everything after the trial sewing conference. Whether you can marry me will depend on whether you can secure the top position. If you truly love me, focus on preparing well for the competition."

"Young Master Zhong, I definitely will!"

Xiang Mingzhu had completely fallen into the romantic trap he had woven, the title of Young Madam Zhong stirring eagerly in her mind.

"Mm, hang up. Be careful on your way home."

Zhong Yi dealt with it briefly before instructing Wan Jiang to hang up.

Wan Jiang couldn’t help but mutter, "Young Master Zhong, why do you always use my phone to contact Miss Xiang? It’s really inconvenient. Miss Xiang listens to you so well, she wouldn’t mess up your plans."

Zhong Yi glanced at him sharply, "The human heart is the hardest to control. If Xiang Mingzhu loses her cool and goes insane, it’s you, Wan Jiang, who’s involved in the tender sentiments; what does it have to do with me, Zhong Yi?"