Chapter 253: Two-Sided Tang Qiqi (1)
"Hmph, Zhang Yang, do you take me for a fool?" Lin Yin was angry, "You annoyed me first, asking you to make crispy chicken was originally me giving you face for Lulu's sake. I was deliberately letting you win, yet you're still pushing your luck. Fine then, didn't you want me to kiss you? Sure, no problem. If you make it better than me, I'll kiss you in front of Lulu, even a French kiss is fine..."
"Uh, pretend I never said that." Zhang Yang rubbed his face, "Then it's settled. If I make it tastier than you, everything between the two of us will be written off."
"Hold on, what if you don't make it better than me?"
"What do you want then?"
"You'll clarify the truth in front of everyone and apologize to me." Lin Yin pouted slightly, tilted her head and thought, "Also, you owe me three favors. In the future, whatever I ask you to do, you'll do."
Zhang Yang was speechless. Why do all women love this routine? With Dan Ying, it was the same—she said once the Magic Eagle Eye Surveillance System and that lie-detector-like intelligent judgment system were completed, he would owe her favors too. Looks like he needs to keep a notebook; otherwise, someday he'll owe favors everywhere, owe wishes everywhere, and won't even know how he dies.
"Alright, that's it then. A promise is a promise." Zhang Yang didn't think too much. Three favors, right? Just wait, once he learns Advanced Cooking Technique, how could he possibly lose to her crispy chicken?
Taking a step back, even without learning Advanced Cooking Technique, making a super crispy chicken shouldn't cost too many system points, right?
"Can I leave now?" Zhang Yang added cautiously.
"No one's keeping you here." Lin Yin glared at him angrily.
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Returning to the villa, Zhang Yang went straight to 204. Before entering the room, he cautiously stopped, went up to the fifth floor, and briefly checked what Tang Qiqi did after waking up. The result made him depressed—she had destroyed another camera. Only three working ones remained, though they still covered all angles well enough for monitoring.
From the video, he could see she woke up about half an hour after he left. After waking, she didn't do anything extreme. Like a sleeping girl next door awakened by sunlight through the window, she crawled out of the warm covers, stretched, then lowered her head to look at her towering peaks. As if noticing something unusual, she instinctively reached out to cup her snow-white rabbits that weren't wearing a bra.
Last night, after she fell asleep, Zhang Yang casually removed her bra, because sleeping with a bra is bad for breast development and can cause chest tightness, especially those with steel wires.
Tang Qiqi's expression looked furious. She probably guessed only Zhang Yang would dare do such a thing. She angrily pounded the blanket a few times, then reluctantly climbed out of bed, stepped into her slippers, and with her perky hips swaying in anger, carried her bra into the bathroom. When she came back out, there was clearly a bra outline on her chest again.
After leaving the bathroom, she went to the balcony and stayed for about ten minutes, then returned to the bedroom. She sat quietly on the sofa with a pa, seemingly entering a meditative state, and remained like that until around the time Zhang Yang was about to eat at Haijing Huating. Only then did she finally stand up and grab the phone—she must have been calling Zhang Yang.
After finishing the call, she sat back on the sofa with anger on her face, continuing to sit cross-legged.
It seemed she hadn't made any hidden weapons or anything. Zhang Yang let out a small sigh of relief, thought for a moment, went downstairs, opened the door of 204, and walked in.
Then he closed the door again.
Tang Qiqi lifted her eyelids slightly, glanced at Zhang Yang, then lowered them again.
"Twenty-one minutes. A man who can't keep his word." She spoke coldly.
Zhang Yang raised his hand to look at the time, then checked the time she called on his phone. He couldn't help but smile bitterly as he asked, "There's no clock or TV here, so how did you know the time?"
"None of your business!"
Her tone was harsh, but Zhang Yang didn't mind. Instead, he was a bit happy—at least she was still willing to talk to him.
"So? Why did you call me back?" Zhang Yang sat down about seventy centimeters away from her. Her personal defense distance was thirty centimeters, so seventy shouldn't make her uncomfortable. Also, seventy centimeters gave him some space—if she attacked suddenly, he'd at least have a little time to react.
"Medicine!"
"What medicine?"
"What do you think?" Tang Qiqi raised her head. Though her eyes were red, her killing intent was strong—clearly, she hated Zhang Yang to the core.
"Birth-control pills?" Zhang Yang said. Seeing her slightly clenched pink fists, he knew he guessed right. Thinking back, last night was too crazy; he even forgot where he finished. If… "Alright, I get it. I'll go buy it right now." Zhang Yang prepared to stand up.
"Wait. Get me something to eat." Tang Qiqi glanced at him. "Not greasy, no fish or meat, not too salty, no spicy..."
"I'll have someone make you vegetarian food then."
"No vegetarian food..." Tang Qiqi paused, then added, "Also, I don't want anyone putting sleeping pills or anything like that in my food again."
"We just wanted you to get a good night's sleep."
Hearing that, Tang Qiqi only gave him a glance, then closed her eyes, no longer speaking, clearly not wanting to listen to his explanation.
"I'm going." Zhang Yang said. Tang Qiqi ignored him, and Zhang Yang shrugged, left the room, went downstairs to find Sister Wang, and told her to prepare a few light dishes. After thinking a moment, he also asked her to make fish soup and red date lotus seed soup—after all, Tang Qiqi just lost her virginity, so nourishing her body wouldn't hurt.
Then he reminded her, "Don't add medicine!"
Sister Wang nodded, wanting to explain something—probably about why she added medicine yesterday—but ultimately said nothing.
Zhang Yang smiled and nodded, "Sister Wang, I already know. You don't need to explain. Lulu told you to, so she had her reasons."
After instructing her about the food, he drove to a nearby store and bought a box of Yuting. On the way back, he called Xu Danlu and told her the situation.
She was actually quite happy and said, "My husband is still charming. If it were another woman, she'd definitely be clawing and scratching, at least cursing up a storm."
Hearing that, Zhang Yang smiled bitterly. "Unfortunately, Tang Qiqi isn't an ordinary woman. And she's useful to me. Her being this calm actually scares me."
Zhang Yang knew clearly that a woman whose loyalty to him was negative, skilled in combat, and whose profession was a killer—if she acted calm in this kind of situation, it only made her more dangerous. And on top of that, she was clearly a virgin.
"Being cautious is the right choice. But since she's doing this, she definitely has her own reasons. At least you don't need to worry about her trying to kill herself right now. If nothing goes wrong, I think she might even use you to do something."
"Mm, understood."
Zhang Yang was about to hang up when Xu Danlu added, "Oh, right, Sister Qiao and the others also came over. We'll probably go out and play later. Don't worry about safety, I already talked to Brother Xiong, and Sister Qiao's people are here too. If you have time, come join us. We plan to go to Putuo Temple and Huandao Road for a walk, buy some New Year goods, and also check out the house Uncle He Ting bought. Hopefully we can help Uncle He and Sister He move in before the New Year."
"Mm!" Zhang Yang felt very comforted. With Xu Danlu managing the household, everything was worry-free. After He Ting—Gao Qi's father—awoke from his vegetative state and recovered at the rehabilitation center for a while, it was time for him to be discharged. At his age, Zhang Yang naturally wouldn't let him return to Qianshui Street to sell vegetables.
But Xu Danlu had already arranged everything. She bought a house for He Ting in the same Haijing Huating area. Though smaller than the one bought for the Xu family elders, it was under He Ting's name. It cost over 1.7 million yuan, with two bedrooms and a living room. As for living expenses, Gao Qi's salary at the rehabilitation center was already 50,000 a month, and Zhang Yang also gave her a credit card—supporting her father was no issue.
Money wasn't a problem for Zhang Yang anymore. Although he borrowed it from the bank, because of the Nanxing One and Lingguang One projects, the Meining City Government fully supported him. His loans were interest-free, and various policies were extremely favorable. The rehabilitation center's income was now stable. And last time, the Qiao family ruthlessly screwed the Du and Cai families. After a few moves, Lanchen Group's stock value also rose significantly.
Ye Jing was so happy she casually transferred two hundred million to her future son-in-law.
Now, Zhang Yang could already be considered a billionaire.
Buying two houses was nothing—buying ten wouldn't be a problem. But the high housing prices still shocked Zhang Yang. Damn, was it made of gold?
Thinking back to when he first came to Meining, houses in areas like Haijing Huating cost a little over one thousand per square meter, and nobody bought them. Now it had increased twenty-fold to over thirty thousand.
Did salaries increase that much? No wonder everyone was doing real estate.
After buying the Yuting, Zhang Yang returned to the villa. Sister Wang had just finished preparing the food. Zhang Yang checked the containers—they were the same as yesterday—then he carried them into 204.
Tang Qiqi was still sitting on the sofa. When she saw Zhang Yang enter, she lifted her eyelids slightly and said lightly, "Put it there. You can leave."
"Let's eat together. I haven't eaten either."
Tang Qiqi frowned deeply. She looked like she wanted to explode but ultimately held back and muttered, "I'm not used to eating with others."
Zhang Yang just wanted to confirm whether her personality had changed. Seeing she still had that cleanliness-boundary feeling, he was sure her current state wasn't an act. He quietly placed the Yuting on the table and left.
"Wait." Tang Qiqi spoke slowly just as Zhang Yang reached the door.
"What is it?"
"I need you for something later. In half an hour." She hesitated, then added, "Don't forget."