CEO Daddy, Don't Be Angry

After about ten minutes of driving, they reached the destination that Ouyang Sheng had mentioned.

Song Hanlu could not wait to get off the carriage, she saw the building in front of him, then looked at her own short skirt, she asked in disbelief: "I'm dressed like this, why did you bring me here to fight?"

She never could have imagined that Ouyang Sheng, such a refined person, would actually choose to vent his emotions in such a crude and straightforward manner. She thought that a person with a personality like his would choose to calm down and read a few books to ease his emotions.

Ouyang Sheng gave her a "don't worry" look. "It's fine, there's a spare inside."

Song Hanlu looked at him in shock: "How do you know that you come here often?"

Ouyang Sheng nodded his head and did not say much. He walked with her into the fighting arena, at this time, the front desk lady excitedly welcomed them and bowed slightly towards Ouyang Sheng: "Boss, why didn't you greet us earlier today so we could help you clean up Ziqing's match."

"It's fine, just give me a spare sportswear."

With that, Ouyang Sheng brought Song Hanlu to the entrance of the female locker room: "Wait inside for a while, the clothes will be here shortly."

Song Hanlu sized him up, his focus not on the spare clothes, but the words of the front desk lady.

"Are you the boss here?"

This boxing place was different from the hodgepodge outside. The equipment inside was quite new and was much more advanced than the ones outside. One could tell that this was a private boxing place and was not open to guests other than members.

What surprised her even more was that, as an ordinary piano teacher, Ouyang Sheng could not possibly be the owner of this kind of high level private boxing arena.

Just as Ouyang Sheng wanted to explain to her, the front desk girl suddenly brought the clothes over.

"I'll tell you when you come out."

With that, Ouyang Sheng turned around and walked to the sofa to wait there.

Roughly five minutes later, Song Hanlu finished changing her clothes and walked out. When she heard the commotion, he turned her head and scanned his surroundings before saying: "I didn't expect it to fit perfectly."

Song Hanlu laughed: "Who asked my figure to be good, it's hard to not fit in."

Ouyang Sheng was amused by her, but he didn't retaliate against her like how Su Zixian did.

"Oh right, what's the situation with your boxing gallery? Teacher Ouyang, I am thinking whether I should call you teacher or Director Cheng. "

Song Hanlu teased him as she walked into the arena.

Ouyang Sheng's face was still warm and gentle, there was no way that he would have the confidence of being superior to others just because of the private boxing room.

As he walked away, he slowly explained, "My parents gave me this as a gift for adulthood. They knew I liked boxing so much that they chose to give it to me."

Sending a private gambling den as a birthday present? Isn't that a bit too extravagant?

A bold guess suddenly flashed across Song Hanlu's mind. "You're not a rich second generation, are you?"

Hearing this, Ouyang Sheng nodded his head, but the expression on his face remained indifferent, as if he was talking about something extremely normal: "However, my parents and I aren't that close, they want me to inherit their family's business, but I like music more, so when I was in university I moved away from home. After graduating, I studied abroad for a few years, and then came back to choose to be a piano teacher."

"However, luckily I made this choice back then. Otherwise, I might not have met Fanfan at all, nor would I have met you."