Chapter 180: Zhang Yang’s Second Spring (Part 1)

Early the next morning, Zhao Qingfeng got up and went straight to Zhang Yang’s place. His good brother was currently idle, and coincidentally, they planned to go to the provincial city today. He intended to introduce him to Sister Lan and Little Kun and then check out his own small company. After all, as lifelong brothers, Zhao Qingfeng wanted to involve him in everything he did. If Zhang Yang wanted to join his company, he could arrange a leisurely management or security position for him. Starting an internet cafe would also be no problem; whatever he wished for, Zhao Qingfeng could fulfill.

After not seeing him for a few days, Zhang Yang seemed even more dispirited, his face full of worry, appearing somewhat ‘old before his time’.

Upon entering the door, Zhang Yang was pulling a long face at home, screeching at the top of his lungs like a donkey. He was singing the chorus of Elva Hsiao’s ‘The Most Familiar Stranger’, “If I had restrained the excited soul at the moment of meeting, maybe tonight I wouldn’t let myself sink in the longing, aww~~~!”

His pursuit of Moonlight was completely over. Fu Xiaoli, although she hadn’t officially come out, had made it clear she didn’t like men. Zhang Yang, no matter how foolish, knew that a forced melon is not sweet.

Yet, he still couldn’t let go of Fu Xiaoli’s mature demeanor, especially her unique charm reminiscent of women from the 80s after perming her hair.

As for why he liked mature women, Zhao Qingfeng analyzed it might be because he always watched old Hong Kong and Taiwanese movies as a child. Simply put, the perfect woman in Zhang Yang’s heart needed to possess at least the following three elements: mature and beautiful, big wavy curls, and a beauty mark. However, Zhang Yang was too shy to share these thoughts with anyone, keeping his adolescent shyness hidden in his heart.

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“Provincial city? I’m not going. I’m dying, Brother Zhao, I’ve contracted a disease called unrequited love.”

Faced with Zhao Qingfeng’s suggestion to stroll around the provincial city, Zhang Yang listlessly refused. But Zhao Qingfeng wouldn’t indulge him, kicked him a couple of times, and dragged him along.

All the way there, Zhang Yang’s face drooped, uninterested in anything. Understandable, as every young man’s first love is unforgettable.

After arriving in the provincial city and seeing him still downcast, Zhao Qingfeng suggested they spend the evening in an internet cafe having fun, but only if Zhang Yang accompanied him to Broadway first.

At ten in the morning, they arrived at the entrance of Broadway on Red Flag Street, which was under renovation.

By then, Little Kun and Sister Lan had been waiting for quite a while.

Sister Lan dressed very sexily today. She wore a black pencil dress with red high heels, her tall figure highlighted by delicate makeup. The big wavy curls paired with the beauty mark on her lips made her mature and charming, enough to drive any man wild.

“Sister Lan, this is my childhood friend, Zhang Yang.”

“Zhang Yang, this is Lan Meng, you can call her Lan Sister. Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang?”

Just as Zhao Qingfeng finished introducing them, he noticed Zhang Yang’s eyes were fixed. Like a stubborn donkey, he stared straight at Lan Sister’s pretty face.

Seeing his excited gaze and nervous demeanor, Zhao Qingfeng immediately understood something and frowned.

Trouble!

Could it be that Zhang Yang had taken a fancy to Lan Sister?

What to do now?

He’s only eighteen, and Sister Lan is thirty!

A twelve-year gap between them, and moreover, Lan Sister is a divorced woman.

If Zhang Yang really went all out in pursuing Sister Lan and his parents found out, wouldn’t they blame Zhao Qingfeng?

Sister Lan, however, was not shy at all and shook hands with Zhang Yang openly, smiling, “You look quite spirited, young man.”

She didn’t say out loud that he looked like a donkey.

Zhang Yang was thrilled. He held onto Sister Lan’s hand tightly, his face turning red, and he couldn’t even dare to look directly into her eyes that could steal his soul. Nervously and excitedly, he said, “Sister Lan, hello, Sister Lan, hello, Sister Lan is really good.”

At that moment, Zhang Yang’s day brightened. Before meeting Sister Lan, he had always considered Fu Xiaoli his life’s only Moonlight.

Until now, he realized.

Fu Xiaoli, NO!

Sister Lan, YES!

For him.

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