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.
That was very unladylike of her which is why their aunt would always scold her and try to teach her lady manners but it was no use. She would stuff cotton in her ears to keep out all those 'irritating' sounds and go blah blah blah.
Jiang Zhaoling refrained herself from punching or kicking her cousin brother. She didn't want to give the Jiang or Shentu family a bad name. Her mother would have her sit for a long lecture. A car was already waiting outside the airport for them, a long sleek and shiny limousine. The chauffeur opened the door for them and warmly welcomed them.
The man let his cousin sister sit first like a nice fine gentleman. Yes, he was being polite to her especially with so many cameras and eyes staring at them as if they had targets on their heads.
If this was at home, he'll rush to sit first and quickly occupy all available spaces with his long legs so that she will have to sit elsewhere. Ha ha ha, those silly memories brought a cheerful smile to his face.
Jiang Zhaoling shot him a look. She knew exactly what he was thinking about. "If this was at home, I'll definitely step on your toes till they turn black and blue. Then you have no choice but to give it up to me," she smirked villainously before folding her arms across her chest.
Shentu Mingye looked at her wide eyed like she could read his mind. Smart girl. He was about to retort but the butler cleared his throat from behind, announcing his presence and that it was time to go. Hearing it, Shentu Mingye stepped into the car nicely without arguing with his cousin sister.
The butler shook his head as he proceeded to load the luggages into the boot of their entourage. The young master and young miss were always at each other's throats since they were born. Nothing could stop these two misfits from tearing the house up.
They were taking twelve cars with them to follow and carry their luggages. Jiang Zhaoling could hardly wait to see her cousin, Shentu Jing again. She was on the edge of seat from waiting so long. It has been so long since she last saw him. She wondered if he was still as playful and handsome and arrogant like the last time they met.
The chauffeur drove them to Shentu family's humongous mansion in no time. Jiang Zhaoling gasped in excitement as the beautiful building and fountain came into view. They were parked in front and a servant boy came out to greet them.
"Hello, Little Third Master and Miss Jiang. Please follow me this way to your room," he greeted them with so much hospitality because his boss told him so.
He led them upstairs to a well furnished bedroom with bathrooms and a walk-in closet. They had separated rooms lest they fight with one another over the bed or something as simple as the television.
Jiang Zhaoling squealed when she saw that her dear cousin had decorated her room to her favourite colour, Barbie pink!
"Oh my! Oh my! After all these years, he still remembers my favourite colour! I wonder if he still knows my favourite food!" She jumped with joy. Although she was 19 years old, she acted like she was a little girl. It seems like her mind never matured while her body grew up very fast.
Shentu Mingye groaned. He could hear his annoying cousin sister's excited squeals from his room, the room opposite hers. He won't have a sound sleep if she keeps jumping around and getting excited over every small thing.
"Is my big brother in?" Shentu Mingye asked one of the servants.
"No, Little Third Master. Our boss is not in. You may make yourselves at home. Is there anything else you need?" The young servant spoke politely and out of fear. The little master was known for.....
"Nothing. Oh wait, when will your boss come back?" Shentu Mingye was curious to know how his brothers were doing. He was getting ready to give them a big surprise.
"He'll be back late at night. Sometimes he might not even be back as the boss tends to work till late at night. So he often spends the night in his office," the servant said.
He heard so many things about his dear brothers, especially his second brother when he was in another country. He actually can't wait to annoy him. Death is knocking on your door, dear brother.
I still haven't forgotten about that grudge...