Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

"I got into trouble now I have to replace it. I'm almost running out of time, Mr. Bolin, let's talk later."

Zhang Liling quickly ended the conversation and got into the cab just as it pulled over in front of her.

After confirming her destination, the driver drove off.

Bolin glanced at his phone and sighed. 'She caused another trouble?'

'Should I call him or not?'

Bolin was contemplating on whether to call Mr. Fang or not. He also didn't want to get into trouble, so he wasn't going to rush things.

If he called for no reason, out of the blue, he might become the next target, so he had to think properly on how to stay away, or calm his anger.

After thinking for a while, while pacing up and down his sitting room, he dialled the number of a certain familiar someone.

After several rings, Chuanli answered the call. "Hello?"

Sliding one hand inside the front pocket of his pants, Bolin smiled, "Dr. Li, I apologize if I called at the wrong time. Do you have a minute to spare?"

"Sure, I just returned from a bathroom break, what is it?" Chuanli asked gently.

"Ah! It's about the experiment you have been working on, is there any progress, did you find something new?"

"Wow! Is Mr. Fang now interested in this matter? If that is the case, I have to make fun of him," Chuanli said while letting out a low chuckle.

He looked ready to make fun of Mr. Fang for suddenly showing interest in his experiment.

"No, don't call him!" Bolin said suddenly. "Why?" Chuanli asked as his chuckle slowly died down.

Bolin sighed before going on to report on the recent mood of Mr. Fang. "It looks like Mr. Fang is not in a good mood at the moment. I only called to see if there is any findings with your experiment. I thought any positive news might take away his anger."

"Bingwen is not in a good mood? Who angered him?"

"Miss Zhang," Bolin said the name and let out a big sigh.

"Things are getting more interesting. If I call him now, he might not answer, or I may even end up making his temper worse, so I will just send a text to him. By the way, I should be there in 17 minutes. Where are you?"

Bolin checked his phone for the time before replying, "I'm also coming over, but I may be a few minutes behind you."

"Alright!"

Only if Zhang Liling knows that two young men were trying to save her, she would die of happiness. But for the moment, she was feeling all kinds of negative emotions.

Mr. Fang was typing away on his laptop when he heard a notification sound from his phone. He glanced at the screen to see who the sender was.

Seeing that name, 'Dr. Li' as his screen lit up, he frowned before going to pick up his phone.

'I have something important to talk to you about...' That's all he could read from the text, forcing him to go on to click on it, so he could read the entire text.

'...the experiment, so I will be coming over.'

Mr. Fang let out a sigh before putting his phone down. "Did he find something important, or did he plan this because it's almost time for lunch?"

Mr. Fang couldn't be blamed for thinking that way. The last time Chuanli came over, he had asked about coming over for dinner, but he was rejected. Maybe he has switched over to lunch instead of dinner.

Anyway, Mr. Fang couldn't be bothered about it. He just hoped that he would have a better reason for coming over.

Immediately Zhang Liling paid her cab fare, she stepped out and went into the high end store.

From outside, she could already tell how much her pocket was going to bleed, because the store was located in a very lucrative and expensive area.

The exterior decors were exceptional, and when she stepped into the store, she almost turned back to leave. But the thought of Mr. Fang's angry gaze on her, sent her back into the store.

'How much am I going to spend here? Will all the money in my card be enough? Maybe I should ask my mother for more money,'

Different thoughts played in her head as she walked to one of the attendants to make an inquiry.

"Excuse me, do you have this particular set of sheets here? I want the exact colour." Zhang Liling asked while showing a picture of the sheets to the male attendant.

The man in his late 30's excused himself before gently taking the phone from her to look at the image carefully.

"Egyptian cotton?" The man asked with a polite smile.

Zhang Liling definitely felt the material of the sheets in the laundry room, so she knew what type it was made of. "Yes, do you have it."

The store attendant handed the phone back to her before replying, "I'm not sure we still have it. If you are not in a hurry, can you please take a seat while I go to the store to check for you?"

"Sure, I will wait," Zhang Liling replied with a small smile. She would rather exercise some patience than leave the store without hope.

"Thank you," The attendant replied before walking away briskly.

Zhang Liling sat only for 3 minutes before the same attendant returned to her side when she was about to lose her patience.

"Miss, I just checked now, we only have 1 left of the same brand of material for that sheet, but we don't have the colour you want. Do you mind taking the only one we have in stock?"

Zhang Liling wanted to rejoice as her eyes lit up, but when she heard the rest of his words, her eyes dimmed. She was disappointed.

"What colour do you have left?" She asked while trying to control her emotions.

"Cleopatra white is available!"

'This is not what I want!' Zhang Liling grumbled in her head.