Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

"Can I see it?" Zhang Liling requested.

"Sure," The store attendant said and turned to lead the way. Zhang Liling ended up following him to another section of the store to look at more sheets.

"Please get the Cleopatra white Egyptian cotton Sheets over," The man said to a younger colleague. When he turned to Zhang Liling, he said, "While she goes to bring the sheet, you can have a look around to see if there is anything you like."

Zhang Liling was not in the mood to look around, but she figured that looking at pretty things could help her to relax in a way.

Finally when the sheets was brought to her, she took it in her hands to observe it.

"Miss, you don't have anything to worry about. This particular brand of bedding set is incredibly soft, fluffy and comfortable. It is made from long staple Egyptian cotton. You can see the gold embroidery from the wrap, which adds a touch of class to the design."

As he said that, Zhang Liling quickly flipped the sheets in her hand over to see the gold embroidery. From the wrap, she couldn't feel the texture of the sheets properly because of the wrap.

When she saw the gold embroidery which looked refreshingly elegant and stylish, she placed her fingers and traced the embroidery before asking, "Is this real gold?"

Her voice was almost inaudible. She was afraid to know the truth about the gold threads used in the embroidery.

The attendant heard her and replied with a reassuring smile, "Of course, the gold threads are 100% authentic. We don't sell fake products here, and we don't lie about our products."

Worried that she didn't believe him, he added, "You can check the authenticity for yourself after you have purchased it. And if you discover it is fake, please bring it back for us, and we will compensate you."

Zhang Liling sighed. Even if he said that the gold threads were not authentic, would she dare to buy a fake product for Mr. Fang? That would be like signing her death certificate with her own hands.

"How much is it?" She asked with a tired gaze.

The male shop attendant smiled before revealing the figures to her. Zhang Liling's heart has long finished bleeding, so there was no need for her ears to bleed this time around, only her pocket could bleed.

Although she experienced a little bit of luxury from her teenage years, she has never bought anything that expensive.

It would have been good if she was getting a present for Mr. Fang, but this case was different. It hurt her heart so much that it was a punishment. She was replacing something she damaged.

What a waste of money!

Zhang Liling quickly whipped out her card and passed it to the shop attendant without a word. What more could she say?

After paying for the bedding set, it was well packaged for her in a perfect boxing, before it was put in a big shopping bag that had the store's logo.

"Miss, we hope you come back next time, and have a great day!" The male shop attendant who served her earlier, said with a big smile.

'A great day?' She would prefer he refrained for making such statements, at least not on a day like this.

Mr. Fang was still in his study when Butler Gu came to meet him.

"Sir, your personal assistant, and your doctor are here to see you. It's almost time for lunch, should I bring them upstairs, or should they wait downstairs for you?" Butler Gu asked.

Mr. Fang didn't look fazed to hear about his assistant. "Bring them up. Where is Zhang Liling?"

"Sir, Miss Zhang is not yet back." Butler Gu notified him. Mr. Fang didn't say anything again, so he left.

"She is not yet back?" He muttered under his breath while playing with his pen.

In less than 5 minutes, Chuanli and Bolin came up to his study. Initially when they heard that he asked them to come up, they were disappointed, especially Chuanli who got a whiff of the meal being prepared in the kitchen.

He thought that his dear friend would come downstairs, so they could have lunch before conversing, but he just proved to them that work was still pending, and was more important than food.

Bolin on the other hand, didn't want an interaction in the study because that was a serious place.

Both men walked into the study and took seats in front of Mr. Fang's desk.

"Bingwen, can you loose your facial muscles for a second? You would end up getting wrinkles and folds up there if you continue like this." Chuanli said with a slight frown.

"You said you had something important to talk about, what is it?" Mr. Fang asked, directly changing the topic of interest.

"Are you sure you want to listen to it now? Shouldn't you have your lunch first?" Chuanli asked, but the kind of glare he got in response, made him a bit annoyed.

He knew what Mr. Fang was thinking, and couldn't help but to feel a bit annoyed. "Why are you staring at me like that, do you think that I left the comfort of my home to come and have lunch in your place?"

"Dr. Li!" Bolin immediately called out. An action to signify for him not to go overboard, as he could sense his anger.

It was a reminder that the person they came to see, was not in a good mood in the first place, so it would be better if he gets rid of his own anger.

Mr. Fang moved his gaze away without saying anything. He adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and went back to typing on his laptop.

Chuanli became embarrassed at being ignored. He touched the tip of his nose before saying in a much gentler tone, "Bingwen, actually, I made a huge discovery while investigating the Zhang family."

"When did I ask you to investigate the Zhang family?!" Mr. Fang asked almost immediately. His gaze was sharp as he abandoned the document he was typing in his laptop.

"It's not the kind of investigation you think it is." Bolin quickly explained.

"Then what kind of investigation did you carry out, because I can't remember asking you to investigate any one." Mr. Fang said with a sharp look.