Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Chuanli shamelessly stayed for dinner, and after he had finished eating, he wiped his lips clean with a napkin before standing to his feet with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Mr. Fang, thank you for the dinner. Your chef is worthy to serve you and in that case, why don't I come over on most night to enjoy a free meal?" Chuanli said with a wink.

Bolin who was helping himself with food, coughed slightly and picked up a glass of water to drink.

"Since you are done eating, see yourself out." Mr. Fang said without even glancing at him as he continued to eat.

Chuanli didn't look happy, and the person that was about leaving, sat back down to say with a frowning gaze on Mr. Fang. "Bingwen, after appreciating you, shouldn't you reciprocate? By the way, there is joy in sharing, what's wrong with feeding one more mouth, you are already so wealthy, what's your reason for being stingy."

Immediately he heard that, Mr. Fang put down his cutlery and said after wiping the corner of his lips with a napkin, "I can't let you freeload off me. But if you like the meals prepared my chef and want to come over here every evening for dinner so badly..."

At this point, Chuanli who was already frowning, perked up his ears, as a small smile threatened to break out from the corner of his lips.

"...get ready to pay for every meal." Mr. Fang finished and picked up his cutlery to resume eating.

"What?" Chuanli's smile slowly fell. "Why are you treating me like this? Can't you let this go for all the kind gestures and good treatment I have given to you as your personal doctor?"

"Should I get another doctor?" Mr. Fang asked with raised brows.

Chuanli looked very embittered. "Forget I said anything," He said while reluctantly standing from his seat. "I will take my leave now."

"Wait," Mr. Fang called out to him. "As soon as you get any findings, notify me."

Chuanli smiled to himself as he can see a loophole to milk him, since he was very interested in the case. As if he could get what he was thinking, Mr. Fang warned him seriously.

"Don't even think about taking advantage of my ignorance on the medical field, and play any tricks on me. You will immediately refund all the funds I have given to you since we came to know each other."

Mr. Fang's threats did work, as Chuanli suddenly gave up the idea he had earlier.

"Don't get worked up, because I am a self-righteous doctor who would not dare to take advantage of his patients. Good night!" Chuanli said and turned to leave.

A few minutes later, Bolin finished eating and thanked Mr. Fang before talking business.

"Sir, the lawyer called to say that he has taken care of things at the departmental store. He also asked what to do with the damaged bag."

'Damaged bag?' "What damaged bag?" Mr. Fang asked with a frown.

"The one Miss Zhang and Miss Shu fought over earlier today." Bolin explained.

Mr. Fang understood. "How badly damaged is the bag?" He wanted to know why the lawyer would ask him that kind of question if they bag wasn't usable because of being 'damaged'

"From what he said, the bag is still good. It's just that the chain hand needs to be fixed."

Actually, since the bag was already damaged, the store could only get Zhang Liling and Shu Rushi to pay for it, since they could no longer display or sell it.

Also, both ladies have each paid the required amount to cover up the price tag of the bag, so either of them could have it.

The reason the bag was given to the lawyer is because, the store confirmed the payment made by Shu Rushi and Zhang Liling, and since the lawyer came on behalf of Zhang Liling who first came for the bag and was at the verge of paying for it before the fight happened, the optioned to give it to him.

Mr. Fang only ponders about this for a bit before giving a response.

"Since Miss Zhang came to the store for the bag first, get someone to fix the hand before giving it to her."

"Got it, Sir," Bolin replied.

The way Mr. Fang analysed this was funny. It was as if he would have given the bag to Shu Rushi if she was not the one at fault, but that's a big lie.

Mr. Fang wouldn't even concern himself about the bag if Shu Rushi should be the rightful owner, because he had no business with the Shu Family, and he didn't want to be close to them, to avoid them getting any funny ideas.

Because there was nothing else to report again, Bolin big good night to Mr. Fang before leaving for his place.

Now Mr. Fang was left all alone at the dining room. Today, he was slow with his dinner, because he was also pondering over other things while eating.

Zhang Liling did not dare to appear before him either till the next day. She had already known how terrible she caused his mood to be because of her actions at the departmental store earlier.

She was trying to save her remaining face, while also trying to keep her job, without knowing that deep down Mr. Fang's heart, he didn't have any plans to sack her yet, or that her little actions were not enough to fire her yet.

After dinner, Zhang Liling went to her reading desk to study, and that was when her apathetic father remembered to give her a call.

Glancing at the ringing tone of her phone which continued to go off because she was just looking at it without picking it up, she felt suddenly annoyed.

When Zhang Liling did not pick the second time, Zhang Renshu frowned and glanced at his phone's screen.

'Is she sleeping already or is she studying?' He thought to himself, while trying to reach her one more time.

If he didn't coincidentally think of her due to the future plans he had for his Zhang Group, he wouldn't have probably remembered her.

This time around, Zhang Liling decided to pick after making it look like she was busy.

"Liling, dad is sorry for not calling you these past few days, I have been busy at the company. Is everything okay with you?"

'Why is he suddenly nice?' Zhang Liling got goose bumps with her father trying to sound and act endearing.

She was even afraid of getting into trouble with her stepmother, because that woman easily got jealous with every little attention shown toward her.

"Dad, it's good that you did not call because I have been busy preparing for my final exams. We have only 7 weeks left."

"Are you that busy?" Zhang Renshu asked while glancing toward the door to his bedroom.

He sounded a bit uncertain, because he thought about how he his son Zhang Mingyu still had the time to talk about learning golf with his mother at the dinner table.

Zhang Mingyu knew and heard about how most wealthy businessmen took playing golf as a hobby, and would most times meet at the golf course to talk about business, and suddenly became interested in it.

The young man wanted to learn any hobby that would make him look cool as a businessman.

"Of course I am very busy. Dad if there is nothing important to talk about, let's have a conversation another day, I have to finish this topic before going to bed tonight,"

Hearing how determined and committed she was to studying, Zhang Renshu allowed her to continue studying with anger in his heart.

Immediately he dropped the call, he tapped the fingers on his desk with a deep frown on his face.

Here she was studying and preparing seriously for the foundation of her and there his son was, not taking his academics serious.

He was sure that the young man was not interested in laying bricks for his foundation as a future businessman, as he was only interested in taking up hobbies that would make him look like a real businessman.

'Where did he go wrong?' Zhang Renshu asked himself.

He was thinking about where he went wrong in training Zhang Mingyu.

Zhang Liling sighed in relief after the call ended. She didn't want to have any conversation with that father of hers anymore. When she needed his attention, he was not giving it to her, and currently, she was no longer yearning for his love, when she had a project (Mr. Fang) at hand.

Since there was no one to give her love, she would give the one she had to the person she has eyes on.

The next morning during breakfast at the Zhang Villa, Zhang Renshu gave out an instruction, precisely for Zhang Mingyu.

"From today onwards until you graduate, don't touch that car your mother bought for you."

"Dad! How can you take my car away from me?!" Zhang Mingyu looked shocked with the sudden verdict hence, failed to control his emotions.

Zhang Renshu glared at him before shifting his gaze to Shi Wenqian who asked with a big frown on her face, "Honey, what has Mingyu done this time around?"