53: Chapter 53 Everyone could tell that Huang Yimei was acting strangely.

Huang Yimei looked at Huang Zhenhua without flinching. "Hey, hey, hey! Don't bite the hand that feeds you—and don't be ungrateful! I'm helping you land a project! Don't you need to save up money to marry a wife?"

Huang Zhenhua's gaze softened. "Taking on work is fine, but you should've asked me first! I've been very busy lately, and I have things to do tomorrow!"

Huang Yimei waved her hand, revealing four concert tickets. "Well... if you go to see the house tomorrow, I was planning to give you a ticket. If you don't agree, then I'll just have to go with Mom and Dad. As for the extra one, I'll sell it at the gate—VIP seats should be quite expensive."

"Tomorrow's concert? Phoenix Legend!" Huang Zhenhua's eyes immediately lit up. "Don't sell it, don't sell it! I'll go, I'll go tomorrow!"

"It's a deal then!" Huang Yimei looked smug. "We leave tomorrow morning at 8:30!"

Huang Zhenhua's expression suddenly grew serious. "Wait a minute, Huang Yimei... Why are you so invested in Zhao Yang's affairs that you even dragged me into it?"

"Nonsense! Of course I had to drag you in!" Huang Yimei said with a giggle. "These tickets were obtained by Zhao Yang, and this—he got this too."

As she spoke, she showily pulled out a signed album by Phoenix Legend.

Huang Zhenhua's eyes lit up again. "My god! A limited signed edition! How did he get this? He's quite capable!"

"Speaking of his capabilities..." Huang Yimei thought of the talent Zhao Yang had displayed today, and her expression became complicated. "Brother, you know that I've always considered myself a fairly outstanding girl, right?"

Huang Zhenhua was taken aback. "You? You're alright. Your looks are better than mine, but your talent is a bit less than mine. Why bring this up all of a sudden?"

Just as Huang Yimei was about to continue, Wu Yuejiang's voice came from the living room. "Zhenhua, Rose, what are you two whispering about?"

"Mom! We're talking about Zhao Yang." Huang Yimei simply pulled Huang Jianzhi over as well. "Today I finally discovered that Geniuses really do exist in this world! After I treated Zhao Yang to dinner today, we..."

Then, Huang Yimei gesticulated animatedly as she recounted their trip to the 798 Art District, mentioning along the way how she had taken the liberty of accepting the work on Huang Zhenhua's behalf.

The Huang Jianzhi couple listened with interest at first, feeling quite appreciative of Zhao Yang's talent, but they soon felt that something was off.

Their daughter had never talked about other boys at home before. Even if she mentioned them occasionally, it was always things like "This guy is so annoying" or "Why won't this guy leave me alone?" But now? She couldn't stop praising Zhao Yang as if he were a deity.

Something was definitely going on.

Finding an opportunity, the elderly couple pulled Huang Zhenhua into a room with serious expressions.

"Did you hear that? Your sister isn't acting like herself. Observe Zhao Yang carefully tomorrow!"

"Huh? Observe Zhao Yang?" Huang Zhenhua was stunned for a moment, then it dawned on him. "You mean you want me to check him out for Rose?"

Wu Yuejiang nodded, her face solemn. "Yes! See exactly what kind of person this Zhao Yang is. Don't let Rose get hurt. Especially since he's not a local, he's from Jinghai—Jinghai is so far away."

"Nothing is set in stone yet, don't overthink it," Huang Jianzhi said. "Tomorrow, Zhenhua, pay attention to what kind of person Zhao Yang really is. Rose's current state is indeed a bit different; I'm worried she's being too blind."

"Alright, I got it." Huang Zhenhua suddenly smiled. "It just so happens I'm going to see his house tomorrow, so I can check out his family situation too."

"In any case, as her older brother, you have to be more attentive tomorrow!" Wu Yuejiang urged.

...

The next day, Huang Yimei got up early to dress and put on makeup. Seeing that the appointed time was approaching, she immediately shouted, "Brother! Let's go! It's time!"

Huang Zhenhua shouted back while rummaging through a drawer, "Wait a second, I'm looking for the car keys—where did they go? I put them right here yesterday."

"Stop looking! Let's just take Zhao Yang's car. We'll go straight to the South Gate."

"I guess that's fine." Huang Zhenhua grabbed his bag and followed Huang Yimei out the door.

Standing by the window, the Huang Jianzhi couple watched Huang Yimei, dressed up beautifully and walking with a skip in her step. They looked at each other, shook their heads, and sighed in unison.

When they reached the South Gate, Huang Yimei spotted Zhao Yang's car at a glance and immediately pulled Huang Zhenhua to speed up. "Hurry, hurry! Zhao Yang is over there!"

"Where?"

"That black sedan right there."

"An Audi? An A6?" Huang Zhenhua was startled. "He drives such an expensive car?"

"Hehe, he said it only cost the price of two paintings."

Huang Zhenhua rolled his eyes. "Fine, forget I said anything."

Zhao Yang got out of the car and took the initiative to greet them.

This was the first time Huang Zhenhua had met Zhao Yang in person, and he couldn't help but suck in a breath—this kid's looks were enough to make anyone jealous! Combined with that special aura he carried, it was no wonder Huang Yimei treated him differently from others. Looks were everything.

After a few pleasantries, Huang Zhenhua sat in the spacious back seat of the audi a6. He subconsciously touched the leather seats, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth—only high-ranking officials usually sat in this position.

After the car started, Huang Zhenhua suddenly said, "Zhao Yang, regarding interior decoration, I actually have a colleague whose level is much higher than mine. I asked him yesterday, and he happens to be free. Can we bring him along too?"

"Sure, you give the directions."

"Turn right ahead..."

Huang Yimei frowned. "Brother, who are we picking up?"

"Who else? Your Master, of course." Huang Zhenhua laughed. "Didn't you know Old Zhou's interior designs have won awards?"

Huang Yimei's brow furrowed immediately. "It's the weekend, don't bother him."

"It's fine, he doesn't have anything to do anyway. Besides, the little skill I have was all learned from him," Huang Zhenhua explained. In truth, he also intended to have Zhou Shihui help him size up Zhao Yang's background; after all, Zhou Shihui was almost married and had more life experience than a single man like himself.

Huang Yimei looked at Zhao Yang gloomily. "See, my brother... he just takes matters into his own hands without even consulting me."

Zhao Yang smiled. "It's no problem."

...

Zhou Shihui's interior decorations had indeed won awards, but he wasn't that free on weekends. However, upon hearing from Huang Zhenhua that it was to help a friend of Huang Yimei, he immediately agreed—not only could he indirectly curry favor with Huang Yimei, but he could also use it as an excuse to increase his interactions with her.

At this moment, in Zhou Shihui's home, Guan Zhizhi was combing her hair and said dissatisfiedly, "Didn't we agree to go see a movie? Why the change of plans again?"

Zhou Shihui carefully adjusted his jacket. "I can't help it, I'm helping Huang Zhenhua. A friend of his is renovating a house and asked me to take a look and help with the design."

"Huang Zhenhua again. You might as well just move in with him!" Guan Zhizhi huffed, then sighed and said somewhat helplessly, "Once you're there, do a good job for them, don't just slack off! After all, Huang Zhenhua is your best buddy."

"Don't worry..."

As they were speaking, Zhou Shihui's phone rang—it was Huang Zhenhua calling, telling him to come downstairs.

When he got downstairs and saw an audi a6 pulling up, Zhou Shihui's heart couldn't help but skip a beat—Huang Yimei actually had such a wealthy friend? He would have to put on a good performance today.

Once he was settled in the back seat, Huang Zhenhua said, "Old Zhou, let me introduce you, this is..."

Zhao Yang turned his head and smiled. "No need for introductions. Mr. Zhou Shihui, we met yesterday."