366: C366 Zheng Zhongxin

C366 Zheng Zhongxin

"Hmm? You're not resting in your room. " After Huang Ying arrived at the courtyard of the guest room that she had arranged for Yang Liefeng, she discovered that Yang Liefeng was lying on a rocking chair with his legs crossed and a wooden fan over his face. She looked extremely satisfied.

"It's the same to rest here." Yang Liefeng did not remove the wooden fan that was covering his face, and directly said lazily to Huang Ying.

When Huang Ying heard this, he instantly relaxed a bit. Then, he asked: "Did you sleep here before?"

"Something like that." Yang Liefeng said casually.

"What do you mean sleep?" Hearing that, Huang Ying's beautiful eyes fluctuated, and she immediately asked.

"Why are you so concerned about my sleep?" After Yang Liefeng removed the wooden fan from his face, his bright eyes contained a hint of a playful smile as he looked at Huang Ying and asked.

Upon hearing this, Huang Ying's expression instantly became flustered, her charming face flushed red, and she promptly explained: "Because you're in the Huang Residence, as the master of the Huang Residence, I naturally have to be concerned about guests."

"Oh, so it's like that." After Yang Liefeng heard this, he said indifferently.

"Yes, just like that." Seeing that Yang Liefeng seemed to believe what he had said, Huang Ying heaved a sigh of relief.

"Did you have a nice chat with your father?" Yang Liefeng asked with a playful smile in his eyes.

"Mm?!"

Huang Ying, whose heart had just relaxed a moment ago, instantly paled after hearing Yang Liefeng's question. The blush that had just faded once again appeared on her face.

"What's wrong?" Deep in Yang Liefeng's eyes, there was some playfulness as he asked.

Huang Ying blushed and said: "You used your soul force to spy on my conversation with my father. You should know why I had such a reaction, right?"

"No, I didn't use my soul force to pry into your conversation with your father." Yang Liefeng replied.

"No?" "Then how do you know that I went to talk to my father?" After Huang Ying heard this, his eyes revealed surprise as he asked.

"You have changed into water attribute clothes, could it be that you are not showing your father the treasures you obtained in the Emperor Cheng's Secret Realm?" Yang Liefeng sat up on the wooden chair and asked.

Hearing that, Huang Ying's beautiful eyes moved, and immediately after, a charming smile blossomed on her face. She said: "Right, right, I went to show my father the treasures I obtained in the Emperor Cheng's Secret Realm."

Knowing that Yang Liefeng did not rely on his strong soul power to find out about the matter of him going to talk to his father earlier, the embarrassment in Huang Ying's heart completely disappeared.

"Ta ta ta!"

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps came out, and very quickly, a guard came to the small courtyard and respectfully said: "Miss, you are really here, young master Zheng!"

"Young Master Zheng? Zheng Zhongxin? " Hearing that, Huang Ying frowned and asked.

The guard nodded and replied respectfully, "Yes."

"No!" Huang Ying said decisively.

"Fine." The guard turned around and left.

Huang Ying had thought that Yang Liefeng would ask her just who Zheng Zhongxin was and why she had not seen him. In the end, Yang Liefeng did not even bother to ask.

This confused Huang Ying. She asked instead: "Why didn't you ask why I didn't see Zheng Zhongxin?"

"What do I have to ask about your personal matters?" Yang Liefeng said with a faint smile.

"Uh, that's true."

Outside of the Huang Residence, there was an ordinary looking young man whose eyes were open and closed. He looked no different from normal, and he was clad in a white robe.

This man was Young Master Zheng, Zheng Zhongxin.1

"Ta ta ta!"

The sound of footsteps came out, and the guard who had left to report to Huang Ying earlier returned.

Seeing that the guard in charge of reporting the situation had returned, Zheng Zhongxin's narrowed eyes widened. Then, he hurriedly asked. Would Shardson like to see me? "

"About that ?" Seeing that Zheng Zhongxin was so looking forward to it, the guard was somewhat unwilling to tell him the truth.

"Do you want to see me, Little Slayer? Hurry up and say it, I'm dying from anxiety!" The guard at the door could not bear to answer his question truthfully, and Zheng Zhongxin, whose mind seemed to be a little crippled, seemed to not even be able to see what the guard was trying to say, as he shouted with an anxious expression.

"The Miss said that she did not wish to see you." Although he was a guard of the Huang Family, the guard knew that the young master Zheng Zhongxin in front of him was not someone he could afford to offend, so he spoke with a respectful and sympathetic tone.

"What? She didn't see me again? How infuriating. After I found out that she wasn't dead, I was so happy. Yet, she didn't see me. This is too much!" After Zheng Zhongxin heard this, he was depressed and angry at the same time.

"I'm sorry Young Master Zheng, please go back." The guard said respectfully.

"About that, I heard that a kid came back with your young lady. Who is he?" Zheng Zhongxin suddenly squinted his eyes, his originally straight line became even narrower, and his voice became colder as he asked.

"About that, we don't know either. Who is that young man?" The guard said truthfully when he heard this.

Hearing that, a cold glint appeared in Zheng Zhongxin's eyes, and he asked coldly: Is what you said true?

"Of course it's the truth, it's not like you don't know, we were just the guards. Miss did not take the initiative to speak, so how can we take the initiative to inquire about the identity of the person Miss brought back?" The guard quickly said.

After Zheng Zhongxin heard this, he thought for a while before replying, "Alright, I wonder who that boy is!"

With that, Zheng Zhongxin walked away.

Not long after he left the Zheng Manor, two young men wearing servant's clothing walked over to Zheng Zhongxin's side.

"Little donkey, keep an eye on this young master of the Huang Residence. When that brat leaves the mansion, inform this young master immediately." Zheng Zhongxin said to one of the young men with an ice-cold voice.

"Understood, Young Master." The young man that was addressed as a donkey hurriedly said respectfully.

"Brat, if you dare to snatch Little Shardt from me, don't blame me for being merciless!" A cold glint flashed past Zheng Zhongxin's eyes, and his voice was as cold as ice.

Time slowly passed and the sky gradually darkened.

The bright moon replaced the blazing sun as it slowly rose into the deep blue sky, shining down its bright moonlight.

Inside the Huang Residence, the patriarch of the Huang Family, Huang Youwei, arranged a sumptuous feast to invite Yang Liefeng.

"Young Hero Yang, I don't know if this table's dishes are suitable for your taste, try it first. If you are not satisfied with it, I will have the servants cook it again right now." At the dining table, Huang Youwei said with a smile to Yang Liefeng who was also seated at the same dining table.

"The Huang family's patriarch is too polite, I am very satisfied with his kind intentions." Yang Liefeng chuckled, and said, food, truthfully, he was definitely not satisfied, after all it was worse than what he had cooked, but, Huang Youwei's heart, was naturally very satisfied, the table of food, was extremely sumptuous, with meat and meat mixed together, with soup and water, it was obvious that Huang Youwei was interested.

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