Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Never would Zhang Liling have thought that Mr. Fang would be the building owner.

,m She just stood there with her mouth agape as her eyes searched his to depict the authenticity of his confession.

This news was indeed a bombshell.

It never occurred to Zhang Liling all this while she had been worried about getting her own business place, that her boyfriend was an Architect.

It really never came to her mind

The building owner was right in front of her, and if she needed with help renovation, he could easily switch to his other title.

What more was she asking for?

Zhang Liling was lost for some time before Fang Bingwen decided to take her arms and lead her out.

"If you have your renovation plans ready, you can let me know at any time so I can go through them before proceeding..."

"No! We will plan it together. I will need your guidance," she interrupted as soon as she got herself.

"As you like. I am a little busy during this period. Time is money," he said giving her the side glance

Giving him a raised brow, she asked, "You want me to pay you?"

"Of course. For encroaching on my work and break hours."

His response came almost immediately as he pulled her to the elevator and pressed the button.

Getting his response, Zhang Liling stepped into the elevator with him, while refusing to break eye contact.

'Is he serious? He wants payment?'

"Mr. Fang, I am your girlfriend. Do you have to charge me too?" she inquired with a doubtful gaze.

She seemed to be unable to comprehend his decision and to remind him of their relationship.

"Right now, you are my client." Fang Bingwen replied and right then, a 'ding' sound went off from the elevator, signalling that they had arrived at the ground floor.

"Fine. What do you want as payment?"

Zhang Liling gave in to his demands and went further to try and bargain with him.

"It can't be money though because I'm short on funds. Do you want me to cook for you? I pretty much have learned the basics of making traditional foods. Which one do you want?"

"Whooah!" Fang Bingwen exclaimed, putting his hands in front of her. "Can you calm down? I never said I wanted you to cook for me. I have a chef to soothe that need."

A deep sigh fell off Zhang Liling's lips as she slowly came to a stop and turned around to face him.

"What do you want, Mr. Fang?" she asked as she stared right into his eyes.

"Something that I can't get from others. Something that only you can give to me." Fang Bingwen replied as a smirk played at the corners of his lips.

He spoke casually as if he didn't mean what he said. He almost confused her about what he actually wanted, and if he was only pulling her legs.

Hearing him make a statement like that, Zhang Liling nodded in understanding as different ideas began to come together in her head.

'Something only she could offer to him?' She pondered.

Fixing her gaze on him, she began to raise a few suggestions for him.

"I can be a good wife to you because I love you, and I can tolerate your extremes. I can give you children when you want. I can warm your bed at night."

Getting up to this point, a Zhang Liling took a deep breath without breaking her gaze.

Despite listing down all of these, she was not done yet. She only exhaled to catch her breath in order to continue.

"When you are sick, I will abandon my work to take care of you. My breasts and lap will comfort you when you need it. I will cook whatever you want. Any time and place you want to have a go with me, I will accept it."

Taking the last deep breath as her eyes watched him attentively, she added, "In summary, I will surrender myself to you."

Fang Bingwen was speechless even after she was done speaking.

She spoke so smoothly like it was a normal thing to make those promises.

T way those words easily rolled off her tongue, excited him, but there was one thing he didn't understand.

Her breasts and lap will comfort him, how?

Quickly, his surprises gaze changed from that of surprise to a doubtful one.

Interested to find out what she meant by that, he asked as his hand went up to waist area.

"What do you mean by your breasts and thighs will comfort me? I have never heard of that before."

Without hesitation, she explained to him.

"Sometimes, you would want to rest your head on my thighs so I could run my hands through your hair. That is surely a good feeling you shouldn't miss." She said, giving him the serious gaze.

"Haha..." Fang Bingwen managed a small laugh while nodding. She was right.

"What about your breasts? Surely, there is no need for them to comfort me." He probed as his eyes searched hers.

He was curious as to what reply she would give this time around. Fortunately, she didn't disappoint.

"I believe that you might sometimes want to rest your head on my chest or rub it with your face. Whichever method that brings you happiness, it's all the same."

Zhang Liling replied with her self-confidence rising to its peak.

She believed that she couldn't be wrong about this one.

Fang Bingwen was amazed at her deductions as he raised a questioning brow at her. "Are you by any chance giving me ideas of what I could do with different parts of your body?" he asked, as he took a step forward.

He clothes were nearly on the verge of brushing against her chest, and he didn't care as his scrutinizing gaze remained fixed on her with no plans to back away.

"No, Mr. Fang," Zhang Liling replied softly. "I believe that your instinct will lead you to explore when the time is right."