Your Little Ones Are Stirring Up Trouble, Mr. Zhan!

Chapter 22: Meeting Professor Zhan

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Xiong Miao felt uncomfortable under the scrutinizing gazes from the crowd. Oddly, she thought, why were all eyes on her, someone so ordinary, instead of Zhan Yeling, the golden boy?

“Yeling, you finally made it. We’ve all been waiting for you,” Fang Qian greeted warmly, her impatience from earlier replaced with a gracious smile.

Noticing Xiong Miao next to him, a hint of surprise crossed Fang Qian’s face but vanished instantly, her expression remaining perfect. Fang Qian was Zhan Junyi’s third wife and the current head of the Zhan family.

Zhan Junyi had three women and three sons in his life. His eldest son, Zhan Zifeng, was from his first wife. After her death, he had an affair with a woman, Zhan Yeling’s mother. They were never married, and Zhan Yeling suffered mockery as an illegitimate child in his early years. After the tragic death of Yeling’s mother in a car accident, Zhan Junyi married his current wife, Fang Qian, and had their son, Zhan Renxun.

Fang Qian had always hoped to see her son, Zhan Renxun, to be the person in charge of the Zhan family. However, he was still young, not yet graduated from university, and with his capricious nature, he was far from being responsible.

“It’s a welcome banquet for my elder brother, isn’t it?” Zhan Yeling smirked disdainfully.

“Even though this banquet is in honor of your elder brother, as the CEO of the Rich Corporation, you’re also managing half of the Zhan family business. This event is just as important to you,” Zhan Junyi calmly stated, showing a rare trace of gentleness on his stern face.

As for the woman beside Zhan Yeling, he just glanced at her and didn’t pay much attention. Young men could have their dalliances, he thought. And Zhan Yeling would eventually marry Ling Xiaoxiao, no matter what.

Just as Fang Qian was about to introduce Zhan Zifeng, he arrived, holding a glass of red wine. Tall, wearing a silvery-grey suit, with a handsome face and a warm smile, Zhan Zifeng looked nothing like Zhan Yeling, given they were half-brothers from different mothers.

Zhan Zifeng stopped a step away from Zhan Yeling, his gaze settling on Xiong Miao. He offered her a small, cordial smile, nodding in acknowledgment.

Xiong Miao, shocked, quickly returned his greeting, “Professor…” She was about to call him “Professor Zhan,” but realized that it wasn’t appropriate for the occasion, so she corrected herself, “Hello, Zhan Da Shao.”

She was amazed by the small world they lived in. She hadn’t expected to run into her university lecturer at this event.

Back when she was studying design in Paris, Zhan Zifeng was their design lecturer. His handsome looks and graceful demeanor attracted many girls who were crazy about him.

But Zhan Zifeng was a gentleman. He treated his students with kindness and patience, never accepting any romantic advances or crossing professional boundaries. He handled this with great care.

Xiong Miao, one of his students, was a mother already, thus even the handsomest man was fleeting to her. She never harbored any inappropriate thoughts about Zhan Zifeng.

Compared to the other girls who were head over heels, Xiong Miao’s calm demeanor set her apart, naturally attracting Zhan Zifeng’s attention.

Zhan Zifeng saw her as someone unique and helped her quite a bit with her graduation project.

For this, Xiong Miao was sincerely grateful to him.