Chapter 21: Haven’t forgotten about that grudge
Shentu Mingye and Jiang Zhaoling descended from their private jet. The stewardess bowed respectfully and greeted them as they stepped down off the staircase.
"Welcome, Little Master Shentu and Young Miss Jiang. Please allow me to hold your bags," the butler said. The young man nodded and the middle aged man went to take his bag and the girl's heavy looking pinkish girly backpack.
"What's in that bag pack? It looks so heavy. I'm sure Mr. Butler is going to break his back carrying your junk," the man remarked playfully, teasing his cousin.
"Nothing. Just my personal stuff," she emphasized the word personal. "If it's so heavy, why don't you carry it then? All those hours at the gym will be wasted and you'll be doing a good deed saving poor Mr. Butler,"
The girl punched him on the arm. He likes to tease and embarrass her all the time. He was a real pain in the ass. He made a face and winced exaggeratedly.
"Alright, alright. That's enough. There's so many people watching. We'll be in the newspapers if one of the paparazzi catches us on camera fighting," The man quickly added before the girl could rain punches on him.
Seriously, sometimes his cousin was hard to handle. Don't think of sweet little Jiang Zhaoling as small and fragile, she could easily wrestle any man twice her size to the ground.
Jiang Zhaoling was born with pretty phoenix eyes, a slim hourglass figure and silky smooth ink black hair that was enough to dazzle any man. All men would come flocking over to her like bees to honey. But underneath her soft and sweet gentle appearance was a monster. She was like a female gangster, not afraid to show violence to whoever offended her.
In addition to that, she could run many flights of steps and not get tired one bit. The young nineteen year old girl was energetic as if she had eaten a whole packet of sugar. Shentu Mingye could never keep up with his cousin sister.