Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Shi Wenqian just refused to believe that Zhang Renshu went to the hotel to work or relax, but how come no one entered or left his room?

There had to be something her underlying missed.

The next morning at the breakfast table, Zhang Renshu comes down a little unsually late.

Shi Wenqian\'s glance trailed him immediately she caught sight of his shadow, till he settled in his seat.

"Good morning, Dad," Zhang Mingyu greeted in a hoarse voice. His face looked tired.

He had a deep sleep last night and waking up this morning, he just wanted to get back to bed.

Zhang Renshu\'s gaze on him lasted for only a second before humming in response.

Zhang Xiaoling also greeted him and received the same kind of response.

Glancing at her mother who had a dark glow around her, and her stepfather who didn\'t seem to care about anything this morning, she guessed that there must have been a fight between them.

This was not just a normal fight, because there were different kind of fights her parents used to have, which their emotions usually portrayed, and she could kind of guess that it must be women issues or something more.

Sighing inwardly, she continued with her food while deciding to stay clear from their matters.

As for Zhang Mingyu, the guy was still trying to wake up properly to eat his food, so obviously, it wouldn\'t be possible to notice the change in the atmosphere.

A servant stepped forward to serve Zhang Renshu food on his plate before leaving, and the latter immediately picked up his spoon to start eating.

Shi Wenqian\'s mood was already sour this morning and seeing her husband made her mood worse, but there was no way she would stop eating and leave.

Stealing a glance at him, she promised to humiliate him for shaming her last night and every other time.

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"The flowers are already dead," Zhang Liling said with a slight frown while gazing at her flower vase.

The fresh flowers Chuanli and Bolin had gifted her on the day she finished her final exams, were already dead.

The water she put them in, wasn\'t able to preserve them for longer than 5 days.

"What a shame!" She said and released a deep sigh before lifting the vase from her desk and heading for the door.

After getting rid of the flowers and cleaning out the glass, she met head on with the butler.

"Miss Zhang, can you help me send this bottle of water to Mr. Fang?" Butler Gu asked politely while stretching out his hands in the process.

Out of impulse, she reached out her hands to accept the bottle of water before asking, "Where is Mr. Fang?"

"He should be in his study at the moment, but you might want to check his bedroom first." Butler Gu replied.

Earlier, Mr. Fang made a call through the intercom from his bedroom, and mentioned about going to his Study soon, so he really doesn\'t know where he was at the moment.

​ Zhang Liling nodded and turned on her heels to match towards the stairs.

Thinking of meeting Mr. Fang made her heartbeats to increase a few paces.

Being ignored for the past few days made her question if she had gone far with her excesses.

Releasing a deep sigh, she climbed the stairs steadily and headed for Mr. Fang\'s bedroom first.

Striking her knuckles against the door to his bedroom twice, she paused and listened for a response.

When her ears didn\'t catch any peck of sound, she struck her knuckles against the door one more time, thrice before placing her ear on the door.

"Is he not in?" She mumbled to herself with creased brows before leaning away.

Placing her hand on the door handle, she bent it before pushing the door open and right at that moment, she heard the door to another room open.

With a mind filled with curiousity, she maintained her position on the door but tilted her head toward the direction the sound came from.

Right in front of the study stood Mr. Fang. His reading glasses were gone, and the man stood there staring at her with knitted brows.

\'Did he come out because he heard me knocking?\' Zhang Liling thought in surprise.

Before any of them could say anything, the ringing sound of Mr. Fang\'s phone came from the study, and he turned around to head back inside, while leaving the door open in the process.

Zhang Liling let out a sigh before closing the door to his bedroom and turned on her heels towards the direction of his study.

When she stepped inside, Mr. Fang had already answered his call, and was sitting on his executive chair.

\'He is so fast.\'

Closing the door behind her, she took a few step forward to his desk.

"Bingwen, you have a date to attend this Sunday evening by 6 pm." The old lady from the Fang family announced to her grandson in a calm tone.

Immediately, Mr. Fang\'s brows creased in a frown. He looked really annoyed as he questioned his grandmother the next moment.

"Grandma, did I ask for your help to set me up on a blindate?"

Zhang Liling\'s head snapped to the side as her eyes widened in shock. \'What! Mr. Fang is going on a blind date?!\'

She had her gaze lowered, and was still holding the bottle of water in her hands when she heard this bad news.

Old Lady Fang: "Grandma is helping you secure your future since you are very busy. No one is forcing you to get married now, but you will have to continue going on blind dates every now and then until you pick one woman to date."

Mr. Fang felt an incoming headache. What did his old lady mean by that, and who asked her for help?

"Grandma, I will take care of things on my end. I am about to launch a new scent, so I do not have the time to go on blindates." He informed.

Zhang Liling calmed down a bit and let out a sigh of relief.

Instead of putting down the bottle of water on his desk and leaving, she stood there waiting for the conversation wih his grandmother to come to an end.