Chapter 141 - 141 SiSi Found Her Happiness

While I was looking at him with an affection and my eyes fill with little tears, then I find he nods at me and sighs, then leans up and plants a chaste kiss on my stomach before getting to his feet. He leads me away from the alcohol aisle and leads me straight to the cosmetics section where he collects some of shaving gel and blades.

Then I look up at his overgrown stubble and wondering with myself whether I want him to get rid of it or not. It seems like the more I look at it, the more I like it.

By the time we drive back to the penthouse, it's six o'clock and we find the door has been repaired already. Feng Teng goes directly to lie on the sofa, he seems very exhausted from a few hours out, and I stand in the kitchen after unpacking the shopping bag, then wondering what should I do with all of this stuff.

Since it's Saturday evening and usually at this time I would be cracking open a bottle of wine and settling down for the evening.

Here got no wine, only Rio beer which doesn't like it and I can't settle.

So instead of it, I pull up my phone and press call SiSi name.

"Hey. What are you up to?" I ask as I plant myself on a barstool with a cup of coffee not wine, but coffee.

"Oh, darling. We're on our way out," she says cheerfully.

"We?" I blurt.

"Yes, we. Don't ask me who we are. You already know who," She says.

That means it's she and Kevin, and I'm not to make a big deal of it.

However, slightly envious.

"Where are you going?"

"He's taking me to The Renaissance for a dinner." She says happily.

Aww. I sequel for her as I know how's she feels right now.

Okay, the envy has touched me all over.

"Wow, the Renaissance," I blurt incredulously.

Is she trying to get me jealous? Lol.

"Don't jealous Wei Wei as you date the most powerful man in this S city," she teased.

Holy f.u.c.k.i.n.g shit!

Her coolness knows no bounds. While I still don't know where my relationship with Feng Teng going on?

"He invites you or you ask him to take you?" I ask as casually as I can, but there's a real glad sound where I am happy for her, finally, she got back into a relationship.

"Of course he was. Am not that kind mannerless lady like daling," She says.

"Haha, it's a nice place for a romantic dinner anyway," I shrug to myself, spinning my coffee mug on the counter.

What else can I say?

'"How's your man?" she asks.

I could detect the edginess of her tone.

Why does she still like him as much now? It's clear the fact that he is the ruthless powerful man. And his other role as the underworld ruler as if it will not be an issue for her to accept but she wasn't best pleased when I eventually stopped crying for long enough to tell her about the drunken arsehole I encountered when I came back to make amends with him.

He seems fine, but I'm definitely not. What else to say?

ThenI settle for,

"Yeah. He's fine. His hand is just muscle damage and he insists he's not an alcoholic person," I said.

"Lol. I'm glad that Mr President was recovered fast. That probably has taken good care of him now." Her sincerity is sweet, and I'm relieved she isn't hurling explicit language down the phone and demanding I walk away.

"Well, at least he doesn't fall out of bed and wrap his lips around a bottle of vodka, does he? She laughs.

"No! He just doesn't know when to stop when he does start. It's still a problem, though, SiSi." I spill my feeling.

"Daling, no worry. You'll be fine," she assures me.

Will I? I'm not so sure. Even thought of being here with him would start to mend the mess at any time, but it hasn't yet. I've told him what I want, but he doesn't seem to be all that keen on giving it to me, attempting at all.

Instead, he tries to distract me as he knows my weakness best. So I decided to give him until this morning only. If he hasn't talked openly to me by then yet, I'll leave. And I might get cave into his touch soon if I'm not careful.

"Yeah, listen," I snap my attention back to her.

"SiSi, I would say to you to have fun tonight, but I'm more inclined to say... keep an open mind."

"Oh Wei Wei, you don't get more open-minded than me. Let me off now, we almost reach there, I can't talk long! Will call you back tomorrow." She says.

"Okay. Bye," I hang up and smile gladly that finally my best friend not alone anymore. 

After she broke up with my brother I always felt sorry for her. But she still put a smile on her face and moves on with her life without my brother anymore. 

Then I realise that I didn't change yet. I make my way upstairs to change out of my dress, throwing on a pair of cotton shorts and a vest before removing all of the grips from my hair.

When I get all done, I go straight to the downstairs, find that Feng Teng is still asleep on the sofa. I mess around with the T.V cabinet for a while, but I can't get the damn thing to open and reveal a television, so I slump into the chair and watch him sleeping, his mangled hand dr.a.p.ed over his solid chest and rising and falling with his steady breaths.

As my thoughts start to wander naturally how our first encounter happened in this penthouse and his bouquet asking forgiveness, all the memories display on my mind as looking at him.

Slowly his breathing gentle sound, drifting me off to sleep too.