Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

At the Zhang house, Zhang Liling and her mother had just finished having breakfast with the rest, before calling on the servants to take out their luggage.

Shi Wenqian was taken aback by that order and had to ask, "I understand that you have a flight to catch, but where is Zhang Liling going to?"

"Your husband didn't tell you about it? Maybe you should ask him for more details. My daughter won't be living here till she graduates," Song Jujing replied with a smug look before taking Zhang Liling's hands and leaving the house with her.

How could Zhang Renshu have told Shi Wenqian anything after they argued last night? But Shi Wenqian saw things differently. She thought he didn't hold her in high regard and was doing things without her opinion again.

Zhang Renshu stepped out of the room and walked past her. His ex-lover was leaving, and he didn't know when next he was going to see her, and because he still respected her, he wanted to send her off personally.

Seeing her husband walk away after ignoring her presence, Shi Wenqian gritted her teeth and squeezed her palms in anger before following after him.

If there would be any last-minute discussions or conversations between the two old lovers, then she needed to hear them.

After Zhang Liling stepped into the cab ride they ordered, Song Jujing was about to join her when Zhang Renshu stopped her.

"Jujing, please wait a minute," He said in an urgent tone while taking quick steps toward her. Shi Wenqian wanted to tag along, but she was forced to halt when he asked her not to come any closer.

"What is it?" Song Jujing asked with furrowed brows. She was working with time

"I know you won't take my calls once you get to Paris, so I wanted to confirm when next you would be coming again." Zhang Renshu asked.

A smile slowly rose on Song Jujing's face. The reason this man was asking her that question was what she had no idea about, but she did give him a hint.

"Soon, if fate allows you,"

She didn't want anyone to know and monitor her movements as she didn't trust anybody with her safety.

Zhang Renshu just knew that she wouldn't give him a straight answer hence, he gave her a reminder to try to take some time off from work to attend Zhang Liling's graduation.

"You don't need to remind me about my daughter's affairs because I know it more than you do, take care," Song Jujing replied and stepped into the car, leaving the man, the woman, and the servants tongue-tied.

While in the car, Zhang Liling gave her mother a thumbs-up. "I should learn how to be cool like you,"

"Why don't you study the situation first before you try to be cool, you don't even have any influence of your own," Song Jujing said to her

Zhang Liling hugged her arm and said, "I have you" and Mr. Fang.

To her, Mr. Fang was already hers.

"Why didn't you say anything about your daughter leaving the house?" Shi Wenqian asked with a big frown on her face.

She still looked offended by the fact that he didn't say anything to her, making her look like a fool before his ex.

"I don't think you need to know everything. I want to see Mingyu by the time I return from work today, and I hope he hasn't been missing his classes?" Zhang Renshu said and walked away.

He was leaving for work and had no more time to waste with her.

Shi Wenqian became suddenly tensed with the new order he had just given. He wanted to see their son who was hospitalized?

As soon as he left the vicinity of the house, she rushed into the house and called for the housekeeper to prepare as they were going to pay a visit to Zhang Mingyu at the hospital.

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When Mr. Fang was about to leave the Fang residence, his grandmother gave him a big hug which tired him out.

"Wenwen I prepared some special local spices, veggies, and side dishes your private chef can use to make you 2 weeks' worth of healthy dishes. Don't neglect your health," The old lady said after releasing him from the hug.

'Again with the Wenwen' Mr. Fang thought to himself with a not-so-good expression on his face. He hated to be addressed that way by his grandmother.

"Thank you, take care of yourself and grandfather," Mr. Fang said before stepping into the car.

The old lady and Jian Cuifen stood there and waved to him until his car disappeared from their sight.

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The reason Bolin had to be at work half an hour (30 minutes) earlier than usual was because of his Boss, Mr. Fang.

Currently, Bolin was at the underground private park of the building belonging exclusively to Mr. Fang because he had received a call earlier from him, telling him to wait there.

Not long after he came down and checked his wristwatch, Mr. Fang's car pulled over, and he immediately made his over.

"Good morning, Sir." Bolin greeted as he opened the back passenger door for him.'

Stretching out his long left leg, Mr. Fang fixed the button on his suit jacket before fully stepping out of the car. His hairstyle looked the same as when he was in a business mood.

He ended up fixing it himself after washing up in the morning. There was no way he would come to work without a professional haircut, or hairstyle, for it was against his work ethic.

"I don't know what exactly my grandmother put in the car's booth, but they should all be able things. Empty the trunk and air my car before bringing it back," Mr. Fang instructed.

Bolin checked his wristwatch before saying to him, "This may take a while as I have to pick up your housekeeper and bring her to your place and also show her around, will you be okay if I disappear for 2 hours?"

"Two hours, why do you have to take that long?" Mr. Fang asked with a deep frown.

If he was out for 2 hours on a Thursday like this especially when they had to spend long hours at work today, wouldn't that be a waste of time?