Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Seeing her facial expression, Mr. Fang did not know why, but he felt that she had misunderstood him greatly.

Finally, he guessed her naughty ideas and hurriedly tried to put a stop to it.

"Zhang Liling, you better stop thinking about inappropriate things. Don't come up to my bedroom tonight. Just wait in your room and I will bring the answer for you."

What was the difference if she didn't go to his bedroom at night, and he had to come into hers? It was almost the same thing.

As if being able to read her current thoughts through that smirk that turned on at the corner of her lips, Mr. Fang felt the wall around his good reputation start to falter.

"In fact forget it! We won't meet this night. When you look for something and don't find it, the answer to this question will come naturally to you.

Fang Bingwen didn't know what she thought about all day and for a second, he had thought of checking the contents of her brain fluid to find out was actually wrong with her.

How could her head be filled with only nonsense?

To maintain his high esteem, he had to draw a line quickly.

If she thought of him like that, what about the people that worked in his home? It wouldn't be surprising if something was wrong with their heads as well.

At last, the smirk was wiped off Zhang Liling's face.

Now, she was no longer thinking about crazy stuff instead, she was curious as to what possible answer that was psychical, that warranted him to show it to her.

"Mr. Fang, I will go..." Just as Zhang Liling started speaking, the ringing sound from Fang Bingwen's phone interrupted her.

And seeing him gazing so intently at the lit screen, she wondered who was calling for him to be hesitating instead of answering the call immediately.

When Zhang Liling thought that the familiar ring tone was going to end, a soft sigh escaped Mr. Fang's thin lips as she saw his finger slid across the screen to accept the call, before picking up the phone.

"Hello! Grandma," he said with his gaze lowered.

'Oh! It's his grandmother?' Zhang Liling thought as her eyes shown brightly while her ears perked up to listen.

From the other end, immediately the old lady heard her grandson's voice, a hearty chuckle escaped from her lips.

"Wenwen, have you returned from work?" She inquired thoughtfully.

"Yes." Fang Bingwen replied, and knowing the next possible question she would ask, he immediately added, "I just finished eating."

"Oh! That's good."

"Grandma, is everything fine?" Mr Fang asked, despite knowing the reason she called.

Immediately, his question seemed to be the catalyst to the old lady's happiness.

Instantly, the small smile on her face, spread and reached her eyes as slight folds appeared on her forehead.

"Of course, everything is fine. I called to remind you about tomorrow. Don't come late since you do not need to go down to the company."

"I know. I didn't forget it."

"Good." The old lady said satisfactorily, but then remembered that something important and immediately added.

"You said you have a girlfriend, but I have never seen her before. Don't hide her any longer. Bring her along if you don't want me to set you up on the spot." The old lady threatened, still with a smile on her face.

A soft chuckle escaped from Zhang Liling's lips, but at the glare immediately directed at her, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her palms.

Because of the volume of his phone, she was able to hear his old lady's voice with a little straining of the ear, plus she was sitting next to him, which made things easier.

The sound of Zhang Liling's laughter did not fail to reach the old lady's ears, and she immediately fixed her attention to it.

"Wenwen, is someone by your side?" She asked with a curious tone.

Obviously, that voice did not belong to her son, and why would he easily succumb to laughter over what she had just said? He was one to react that way.

"Grandma, I will see you tomorrow. As for whether to come with someone, we will see about that by tomorrow."

Mr. Fang said, smoothly diverting her attention, but the old lady refused to accept it.

"Wenwen, I won't care if you actually have a girlfriend if you come alone tomorrow. So many young ladies would be attending my party, and there will be a lot to make a choice from." She warned.

Old Lady Fang was ready to do as she just said, and Fang Bingwen could sense that.

The talk about his marriage has been long postponed, and it looks like everyone was getting impatient and too worried.

Releasing s long sigh, he replied to her vaguely before ending the conversation.

"Mr. Fang, is your family celebrating something?" Zhang Liling asked immediately he put the phone down.

Throughout the time their conversation lasted, she didn't hear them mention anything related to the party that would be taking place the next day, hence, she had to ask.

"It's my Grandmother's birthday tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?" He asked calmly with his gaze fixed on her.

Hearing that, she immediately gave a positive response. "Of course!"

Why on earth would she miss the first chance to be introduced as his girlfriend, and meet his family? She wasn't foolish.

Seeing her agree so readily, he nodded before standing to his feet.

"I have a few things to do in the study, you can go ahead and meet the Chef to deman anything you like." He said to her before turning to leave.

"Wait!" She said suddenly, while standing to her feet as well.

Turning to glance at her, he asked, "Is there something else?"

Zhang Liling nodded while meeting his gaze.

"Mr. Fang, you are forgetting something very important."

Fang Bingwen raised a brow as if to ask what she meant by that statement.

"You are still yet to ask me out officially." She revealed while staring intently at him.

Mr. Fang would have done that a few days before she travelled to Paris. Unfortunately since that time, he hadn't gotten the chance to do that, even through the phone.

But inwardly, they have already acknowledged that they were dating already.