Chapter 102 - 102 He's a friend

Seriously, I fidgeting as if my chair is burning. 

Feng Teng definitely a man without a border.

"Alright Mrs Bei, I'll put her on. Your welcome and it's lovely to talk to you."

Then he hands me the phone, and I seize it from his hand immediately.

"Hi, mom," I say.

"So my little pear, who was that?" My mom sounds as mystified as I expected her to be.

As I'm her daughter that supposed to be working and single in S city for a bit of time since, and so suddenly now there a man that are answering my phone instead of me.

Arghhhhh. Die. Die. Die. I'm so die.

I narrow my eyes on Feng Teng, who's looking rather proud of himself.

"Errrr...He's just a friend, Mom. So how are you?" I immediately change the topic.

I narrow my eyes at Feng Teng at the same time to see his reaction, I find that he likely clutches at his heart, pulling a wounded soldier impersonation at me, but his annoyed facial expression doesn't seem match with his playful act, not even a bit.

I could hear my mom hum in unsatisfied tone.

Oh my God, I can't believe he's just done that, such the superior arse. 

"Darling, Mu Yuan called me." she states flatly.

I turn away from Feng Teng try hiding my suprises.

Why did he called my mom?

Oh Shit!

I'm not suppose to mention anything about this now, especially in front of him. He doesn't know yet and better never know about it.

"Can I call you back? Right now, I'm in Hongqiao, it's very uncomfortable to talk as the envinronment noise," Oh hoo...my shoulders hit my earlobes at the feel from his eyes chiseling at my back.

"Okay, Xiao Wei. I just wanna tell you that he was all just say Hi and friendly, that's all." She sounds furious.

"Oh, alright mom. I'll call you later ya." I reply.

"Fine, remember have fun."She adds the last bit in a blatant reminder of my status, whatever that is.

I turn back to FengTeng, finding the expression I knew that he would very unhappy.

"Why did you do that?" I yell.

"So he's just a friend?" he ask in sneer tone.

My shoulders sag in defeat. The man's constant change in reference to our relationship is burning my brain.

He proposed me after he sleep with me, he cares for me, he controls me…and now...

"Is it your mission to make my life as difficult as possible?" I ask.

His eyes soften.

"No," he says quietly.

"Hmm. My mistakes,I'm sorry." he apologise softly.

Ohooo, do we have a breakthrough?

Has he just apologised for being an arse? I'm more stunned now than when he hijacked my phone and greeted my mother like she was an old friend. He said himself he doesn't offer apologies very often, but considering he doesn't like apologising, he's doing a lot of crazy stuff that warrants one.

"Hurh. Forget about it." I sigh, shoving my phone in my bag.

I start walking down the street, towards the canal. His arm is wrapped around my shoulder within seconds.

My mom right now is probably giving my Dad ear stroke right at this very moment.

And tonight, I know I'll be hit with twenty questions later. And as for Mu Yuan…well, I know that he's  trying hard to butter up my parents, as he did in the past. But he ought be sorely disappointed.

Because my parents openly dislike him for what he had done to me in the past. 

We spend the rest of the morning, and well into the afternoon, wandering around Hongqiao street. I love it here, the diversity is the best Shanghainese has to offer. I could lose myself for hours in the cobbled back streets of the markets and stables. 

And Feng Teng humours me so well while I poke about on the stalls, keeping close and constantly touching me.

I'm so glad I apologised. We look really like a happy lover.

We walk through the food quarter, and I can't take the heat anymore. It's not particularly hot, but with all the tourists and crowds, I'm feeling stifled.

I remove my bag from across my body, taking my cardigan off to wrap it around my waist.

"Babe, your dress...is missing a huge chunk!" He yell a bit as he suprised seing my dress.

Yeah, it's backless not missing. HAHAHA

I turn around on a smile, finding him gaping at the cut out section of my dress.

Lol. What's he going to do? Undress me and cut it up?

"Nahh, it's the design." I inform him, tying my cardigan around my waist and replacing my bag over my body.

He turns me around, pulling my cardigan further up my body in an attempt to conceal the revealed flesh.

"Haiyaaa, stop it." I laugh, and wriggling to free from him.

"Tell me. Do you wear this on purpose?" he snaps, arranging his big palm in the centre of my back.

"O President Feng. If you expected a girl wearing full length skirts and high neck shirt, then I suggest you find other women maybe at your own age." I mutter as he starts guiding me through the crowds with his hand firmly in place.

I earn myself a dig in the ribs for my cheek. He'll have me in a sack next time maybe.

"Hey. How old do you think I am?' he asks incredulously.

"Well, I don't know, do I get to know?" I toss back at him.

"Or maybe you would like to relieve me of my wondering that's have been keep molding?

He scoffs.

"No." He reject intantly

"So, I don't expect me to know how old are you then." I mutter.

Something catches my attention. I quickly detour to a stall full of scented candles and all things hippy.

Lol. I could hear Feng Teng cursing behind me, and barging through the crowds to keep up with me.

I make it to the stool, and I'm greeted by a new age type, with wild dreadlocks and plenty of piercings.

"Hi." I smile, reaching up to grab the cloth bag from the shelf.

"Afternoon," he says.

"Do you want some help with that?" Feng Teng joins me by the shelf, helping me retrieve the cloth bag.

Thanks." I feel Feng Tengs warm palm on me again as I open the cloth bag and pull out the contents.

"What's that?" he asks, looking over my shoulder.

"These;" I shake them out,

"They are fisherman pants," I asnwer flatly.

"I think you need in a smaller size."He frowns, running his eyes across the huge piece of black material that I'm holding up.

"They are free size sir," the seller infrom.

"Ohh. They're one size.'

He laughs.

"I think you could get ten of you in them." He jeer at me.

"You wrap them around. One size fits all." I've been meaning to replace my worn ones for months.