Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

~In The Main Hall~

"Who was that woman with Mr. Fang?" A young woman asked her friend standing next to her as their gazes rested at the spot Fang Bingwen and Zhang Liling disappeared.

"Could she be a friend or a family member?" The other one replied.

Given how friendly Mr. Fang had been to Liling she couldn't help but come to that conclusion.

At another champagne table (A tall table where people have to lean on and chat while drinking wine, Champagne, or cocktails), three older women who had seen the scene were also talking about it.

First Woman: "But that young lady looks familiar."

Second Woman: "Yes, she does look familiar. I think I have seen her somewhere before."

Third woman: "Sighs... Who knows what their relationship is..."

~In One Of The Rooms Away From Everyone~

"Really?" Fang Bingwen teased as a smirk turned up at the corners of his lips.

"Yes, I can't be mistaken about it," Zhang Liling admitted with no attempt of breaking their gaze.

She was quite sure of the scent exuding from him. That was exactly the way she scented and for that reason, she couldn't be mistaken about it.

"Maybe you're wrong,"

Zhang Liling just stared wordlessly at him and without warning, she leaned in close to sniff the area around his neck as that was one of the spots perfumes were usually applied.

Fang Bingwen tried to avoid her on seeing her action, but it was too late. He could only stay still and allow her to sniff him like a dog.

Sniff... Sniff... Sniff...

'He really does smell like me,'

Coming to that realization, she hurriedly raised her head to meet his smiling gaze.

"Mr. Fang, you really do smell like me, and there is no doubt. What did you do? Is there actually a perfume in the market that smells like all the products I use?" She queried with a serious expression.

She seemed to be desperately seeking answers as her facial expression made it obvious.

Smiling to himself with the satisfaction her curiosity brought to him, Mr. Fang decided to release her of the mental torture.

"A perfume that smells like you actually exists, but unfortunately it's not in the market as only one person has access to it." He revealed while staring straight at her face.

He couldn't afford to miss every little detail of the expression her face exhibited.

Zhang Liling was at a loss for words and had to think properly about the meaning of his words before saying anything.

"Y-You produced it?"

Immediately after those words left her lips, Bolin returned with a tray of the snacks she ordered. Placing it on the table before them he left the room once again.

Finally, Mr. Fang could answer her question.

"I was inspired by the scent that brought me comfort, so I began to look for ways to create it. It was indeed a long journey."

"Was that why you took my clothes? Because they had some of my scent trapped in them?" She questioned as she slowly came to an understanding of the meaning of his actions.

Before, she had thought he kept them next to him while sleeping at night, but who knew he was experimenting with them?

No wonder he could successfully create her scent in her absence.

"Yes, and fortunately, you left some of your body care products including your hair products. I had to make use of the opportunity given to me to do what I'm best at."

Zhang Liling was impressed with him, and she couldn't hide that as her eyes shone brightly.

"So this is what you were up to, and you refused to talk to me about it?"

Fang Bingwen chuckled softly as he crossed his leg over the other. She was right.

He had wanted her to find out things by herself to help her cultivate her thinking faculty.

After getting excited by his wisdom and smartness, Zhang Liling couldn't help but ask as her excitement quickly died down.

"Since you developed this cool scent because you love me so much, why didn't you launch it into the market?"

She was curious as to know his reason, after all, this was the scent that brought him comfort in the midst of discomfort.

Just telling the story behind the scent as he launched it, plus his relevance in this line of business could guarantee him a massive success.

Ignoring her prideful teasing at the beginning of her sentence, Mr. Fang gave a response that caused her heart to flutter.

"I don't want anyone else smelling like you."

While producing this secret scent unknown to the world, he had no intentions of ever publicizing it because it was for his own private usage.

Zhang Liling's face was full of smiles as she ate the desserts brought before her.

It felt so good to be special to someone and at the moment, she couldn't wait for the perfect time to come so she could brag about it.

A few minutes later, Bolin came to escort Mr. Fang out as the event had gone in full swing.

Standing to his feet, he glanced at the little woman who was still eating.

"When she is done, guide her out,"

Exactly as he had instructed, Bolin took Zhang Liling out to the main hall when she was done eating, and showed her to her seat which happened to be one of the tables next to where Fang Bingwen was sitting.

Immediately, all eyes nearby landed on her as she tried really hard to mask her nervousness.

After helping her get settled next to the table next to the Fang family, Bolin returned to his place next to Mr. Fang.

Initially, Zhang Liling had been too nervous to look around, but as time went on, her tensed muscles loosened, and that was when she noticed that the Fang family was in attendance.

Almost all of them whom she had seen at the Old Lady's party were sitting at the table next to her, and as she turned her gaze to their table, they all glanced at her.

Most especially, the elders flashed her a smile.

Immediately, she bowed her head slightly and threw her face away as her heart thumped loudly in her chest.

Out of nowhere, Zhang Liling began to feel hot in the fully air-conditioned room.

'Mr. Fang's Family is here? A-And they have been watching me all this while?'