Chapter 403 - Jang Shin and Tang Xinyang: Long Legs

An extravagant mansion was decorated lavishly. The warm glow of lights illuminated the whole surroundings. In contrast to the dark starless night, this mansion was quite lovely and festive, filled with music.

The celebrant of the night was said to be a genius musician and a known young composer in New York, Chicago, and Boston. 

With the added fact that this was the Second Young Miss of the legendary Tang family, people from the high society flocked into the banquet aside from the powerhouses of the music industry who attended the event.

Most people had not seen the Second Young Miss since almost three years ago. After her last concert in France, the Second Young Miss vanished from the music industry for a long time. According to the rumors, she was lying low while busy creating a masterpiece.

This year, the Tang family finally held a banquet for the Second Young Miss's belated coming of age ceremony.

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Currently inside the mansion, Jang Shin hurried fast towards the West Wing. He was wearing a butler suit that fitted his toned body well and his hair was swept up neatly. After a few years, Jang Shin had become much taller, his features sharper, and his messy hair became well-groomed.

However, what did not change was his troubled expression whenever he ran to the West Wing.

"Butler Shin, are you almost here now?" From his earphone came an anxious voice. 

"I'm almost there!" He shouted, then he gritted his teeth and added, "That woman couldn't walk on her own?"

"Hey, I heard that." A lively and soothing voice came from the earpiece. "I can walk. I can even carry you. But the strap of my dress came off and my b.r.e.a.s.ts were almost seen by Butler Gong."

!!!

Jang Shin's legs stiffened and he almost slipped on his footing.

Damn! This woman is becoming bolder with each passing time.

"I understand. I am almost there. Give it back to Butler Gong."

"Okay~" Then a muffled sound came and Butler Gong's voice filled with anxiousness sounded again. "Butler Shin?"

"What are you doing?! Did you call the maids already? Have you called the people in charge of Miss Xinyang's clothes?"

"Er, ugh, that, I couldn't go as well..."

"What do you mean?"

"Ack! Just come here—Ah! please, come on, save me—" Toot. Then the sound was cut off.

"..." Jang Shin. "Butler Gong?" 

There was no sound. He changed channels and followed the protocol whenever the communication with one of their butlers was cut off.

"Please prepare to send reinforcements to the West Wing. I lost communication with Butler Gong." 

"Roger." 

Then Jang Shin went up to the final flight of stairs.

He somehow knew what was happening. 

That woman...probably was making a prank again.

There was no way that an intruder could beat Tang Xinyang, so it was probably one of her whims.

Sigh... That woman.

Just thinking of Tang Xinyang's sudden whimsical pranks in the recent years made Jang Shin feel a headache again.

He was already at the door and was about to open it, but hesitated. 

Would he fall into her trap once again?

He swallowed tensely. Should he open it or not?

His heart was not yet prepared—

"Jang Shin, how long are you going to stand there?" 

He stiffened in shock as the muffled voice behind the door sounded. It opened quickly. His intuition told him to jump away or else he would fall into another trap that was hard to get back up from.

Because of countless similar experiences, his body instinctively turned to run. However, as quick as lightning, a slender arm got hold of his suit jacket, pulled him expertly, and threw him inside the room.

He was a trained butler and was physically capable. His martial arts was nothing to scoff at. He immediately balanced his fall and distanced himself from the soft arms that were trying to catch him. Simultaneously, he kicked the floor and used the inert force to add more distance between them. He steadied his legs to balance his momentum. 

Whoosh.

His feet glided just a few meters away from the door. 

However, he was still inside the room. 

Tang Xinyang looked at her empty arms then at the man who was backing away from her.

In this few years, she grew taller and her already curvaceous body had become even s.e.xier.

Her skin was not as fair white as the other girls in high society but had a very light wheat color, as if milk infused with honey, making her look healthy and vibrant. She was best at martial arts but her body remained lean and fit, with no excess muscles. If ever, her trainings allowed her muscles to grow well in the right places, making her look more appealing and her body mature. Her small face was beautiful and the heroic air on her brows added an aggressive aura on her. However, the quirk in her pouty lips tempted men more than those of the sweet girls.

She was an incredibly s.e.xy beauty that aroused men's desire to conquer.

"You managed to doge that huh? You are improving." Her light and cool voice sounded sweet in Jang Shin ears.

Jang Shin shook his head and stood up straight. Seeing the appearance of the woman in front of him, he frowned. "Why are you not yet dressed? The banquet is about to start."

Tang Xinyang was only wearing a silk robe loosely tied around her waist. Even though she was practicing martial arts, her b.r.e.a.s.ts did not stop growing. They were perky round and full. Her distinct cleavage was peeking from her robe. And since she was tall, the robe only stopped above her knees, exposing her long and lightly honeyed legs. 

Looking at those perfect legs, he swallowed imperceptibly.

He had seen this seductive figure many times, especially in these past two years. He would not lie and say he could not feel anything. He was a healthy young man, alright! In fact, he found it very enticing—argh! But no, he must not have such thoughts to his Young Miss who had the soul of a man!

So even though he liked those legs a lot, he needed to keep his eyes away. His life was more important.

Thus, Jang Shin averted his eyes. "There's no time for your pranks. The butlers and maids are busy since the guests are already coming in. Besides, you need to meet the guests soon. You are one of the hosts," Jang Shin reproached her.

Tang Xinyang pouted and muttered under her breath. "Tsk. Even this won't work on him."

"What?"

"I said earlier that my strap came off. Should I keep wearing that and let everybody see my full b.r.e.a.s.ts?" She unabashedly patted the underside of her proud b.r.e.a.s.ts. The round milk-honey powder balls jiggled and her cleavage became more tempting.

Jang Shin turned red and felt his nose warm up. He instantly turned around. "Tang Xinyang! Don't behave like a bandit! Even you act like a man, you are in a woman's body, geez! Don't forget that!"

"What?" 

What did he mean by 'in a woman's body'? Of course, she was a woman entirely! Both body and soul!