Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Shortly, a man in a black suit approached her from behind with a glass of cocktail in his hand.

"Sarah." He called out gently.

Recognizing that male voice, Sarah turned around with a smile. "You are here?"

"Mmmm... I asked you to remain in your seat, but you really don't listen." The man chided her while handing her the glance of cocktail.

While holding unto her purse with her right hand, Sarah stretched out her left hand which had a small diamond ring on her ring fingers to receive the drink.

"I had to go say 'hi' to my ex."

"Can your relationship with him be acknowledged in that manner? You only dated for a few weeks." The man said as the corners of his lips curled.

The man looked a little bit older than Fang Bingwen and as he smiled, he let his gaze look past her.

A relationship that lasted 2 weeks can not be tagged as a true one.

"Should I return your ring to you?" Sarah asked with a smile that revealed her intentions.

"We are married, how can you easily return the ring?" Snatching her purse from her hand, he immediately took the free hand and led her ahead, smoothly ending the conversation.

***

It took a little maturity for Zhang Liling to handle the rest of her guests until they finished leaving.

Now the only ones left, were the influencers and models she invited.

After eating a few bad apples despite the large number of the good ones, she wanted to throw up really bad, and she did that after she had seen everyone she needed to meet.

At the private bathroom on the ground floor, Zhang Liling threw up down to her last guts into the sink.

By the time she raised her head to look at the mirror, her entire face was already red.

At the same time she was trying to understand what she looked like at that moment, she heard a few knocks on the door and slowly tilted her head to the side to see the door slowly open.

"Are you okay?" Song Jujing asked worriedly as she stepped in with a bottle water in her hand.

Seeing the way her daughter had ran out of the meeting room with a hand over her mouth in front of her staff, she quickly followed after her.

Still leaning into the sink, Zhang Liling replied, "I think I'm fine."

Uncapping the bottle in her hand, Song Jujing passed it to her so she could at least rinse her mouth with it.

"You look horrible."

"I know. The mirror is already speaking to me." Accepting the water, Zhang three her head back and raised the bottle so she would not touch the rims.

Song Jujing stood at the side and watched her wash her mouth with the water s few times before snatching some napkin from the side and handed it to her.

Wiping her face with them, Zhang Liling who had at some point stood straight while glancing at herself in front of the mirror, released a deep sigh.

Out of the blue, her mother threw an unexpected question at her. "You and Bingwen have been dating for more than a year now, when are you two getting married?"

Instantly, Zhang Liling turned her gaze to meet her. Her lashes fluttering without stopping.

"Mum! I'm not pregnant..." She said through gritted teeth.

From the question her mother asked, she could already tell where her thoughts were going to.

"I didn't say that. Why do you look so worked up? I only asked a simple question or am I being too nosy?"

Song Jujing's facial expression remained unchanging as she demanded for an answer.

"Mum, the way you are looking at me says everything. How many times do I have to tell you that our relationship is not like that?"

Truly, the young woman didn't know how to convince her mother that she and Fang Bingwen were not sleeping together and had not done that before?

"Then why are you throwing up? Within a few minutes, you look like you were allowed to move a mountain." Song Jujing said, revealing her true thoughts which she had tried to hide.

"Why wouldn't I throw up after meeting a few disgusting people today? Also, I'm stressed and need a bed rest."

Throwing the used napkin into the waste bin, she walked past her to open the door only to meet Fang Bingwen.

The man had his fist raised in the air and looked about to knock on the door before she swung it open.

"Are you alright?" Fang Bingwen asked with a hint of worry in his tone.

His facial expression divulged nothing both worry and as to whether he heard their conversation, one of them would have to ask him in order to find out.

"No I'm not." Zhang Liling replied as she released the door and let her mother who was standing behind her come into his view.

Seeing Song Jujing, Fang Bingwen bowed his head a little to acknowledge his presence, still revealing nothing on his face.

Tilting her head to the side, Zhang Liling glanced at her mother while saying to him,

"Mr. Fang, can you explain to my mother that I'm not pregnant. For some reason she has refused to listen to me since I threw up just now."

'Oh Lord save me!' Song Jujing felt like a glue was used to force her feet to remain rooted on the same spot.

She really wanted to disappear after her daughter just embarrassed her. She was not expecting that the girl would do something as daring like this.

Didn't she know how to behave or was the fault on her for forcing her hand.

If there was no situation Sing Jujing had not seen, it would have been difficult for her to keep up with her appearance.

As for Fang Bingwen, the young man was totally lost and embarrassed at the same time.

This girlfriend of his would not be the death of him.

Was she asking him to convince her mother that they were not sexually active?

Did she drink something?

She must have truly lost her mind.