Chapter 182 - 182 Love Everything of Him

As we both cease all debating of our plans, with the retribution revenged and the forbidden handcuffs that took from his work drawers that when the waiter approaches us with our ready meals.

Then, he places it in front of me first and then Feng Teng, while putting on the devoted presentation before swivelling the plates around us and I was stunt by it which it looks more like an art and it's the best position for us to admire before we attack the plate with our knife and fork.

As the waiter did his job, I smile my thanks.

"Is that all, Sir?" The waiter asks.

"Yes, thank you." Feng Teng answer.

Then the waiter backs away from the table and leaves us to continue our debate conversation.

Immediately, I sink my knife into my plate as it looks too good to eat.

"So my darling. You should know that your little temptress is extremely pleased with her workpiece today. VERY!"  I say thoughtfully as I wrap my lips around the most meals of mine.

"Ohh, yeah. I bet she VERY," He raises his eyebrows.

"But does she know how much crazy that I am in love with her?" He asks coyly.

Oh no! I melt on a sigh.

As I'm in The Grand Hyatt, verbatim is eating the most incredible meal and I'm looking across from my table at the most devastatingly handsome man I've ever laid eyes on. He is my captivating handsome man and he is all mine alone.

Then, I am back to basking in the sun on his star-struck.

"I think she does, probably," I confirm him.

He turns his attention back to his plate.

"Oh. She's had better not just to think it," he says sternly.

"Hey. She knows," I repeat.

"GOOD," He says.

"Oh there. What's the problem with it, anyway?" I ask.

"Thirty-six is nothing for me," I comment flatly.

His eyes flick to mine. He looks almost embarrassed.

"Hmm, you are not supposed to think like that since you're in your mid-twenties and I'm in my way mid to late-thirties." He said in a low tone.

"So what?" I watch him closely.

I think he does have a labyrinthine about his age.

"Likely it bothered you more than I did," I say.

"Yup. Maybe." He then put on a smile from his lips.

As I can see he is relieved at my lack of concern about his age. Reluctantly  I shake my head before returning to my dish.

Now I have learned that my arrogant man has an insecurity problem, but I do love everything about him.

When we both finish enjoying our food on the fancy plate, the waiter checked on us if we both satisfied with the food. Everything was very delicious and good. Then Feng Teng asks the waiter for the bill afterwards.

"So, when are we going to register our marriage?" he asks before taking a sip of his coffee.

Later, I let out an exasperated breath. I know if I defy him on this, I'll be promptly ejected from his bottom line.

I'm having a bit of thought before reply to him.

"Erm. Can we make tomorrow after lunch? Today, I need to attend another client appointment as we reach to an important part,"  I asked calmly as my head hoping that he would understand.

"Hmm, okay then. So tomorrow, we'll get married," He reminds.

I feel relief when I agree calmly without any confrontation war.

"How about the dress for the upcoming my company anniversary, when are going for the dress shopping?" He asks before taking the finish sip of his coffee cup.

"Oh, that one you don't have to come." Because I can shoot to the time square at any time on my lunch time out.

"No, that's not going to do. I want to come and anyway, I owe you a dress too, remember?" He smirks, and I'm swiftly reminded of the dress massacre after I pissed him off tremendously last time.

And I know his exact reason why he wants to come along so he can make an appropriate selection, as I believe that when he might choose my wear, I probably going to be wearing a madame trench coat and palazzo on the banquet.

"How about Friday lunch?" I try, failing miserably to sound upbeat.

His frown line jumps into position.

"Hmm. And that's previous cutting, I hate it, don't you?" He promptly asks.

"Okay, fine, fine. I'll find something a bit cover-up and appropriate," as I finish the most scrumptious coffee I've ever had.

"No, this is not a good idea. You better put me in your not for Friday afternoon...whole afternoon." He orders strictly.

"Huh? What? Pardon?" I feel my brow knit.

When he takes a few pieces of notes out of his pocket and puts five twenties on the leather-bound book that the waiter has just left for us.

"What? One thousand yuan for only breakfast? Hey! That's worth for my new dress!" I scream in shocked.

"Don't change the topic. So my wifey to be, make sure your husband as Mr President Feng on your note list book engraves on Friday afternoon appointment whole day. Say, one now-ishk." His eyes are dancing with delight.

"So we'll go dress shopping and there won't be any rush to get ready for the banquet," He added.

"Excuse me, I can't book out my whole afternoon for one appointment only Mr Husband to be and Mr President Feng!" I splutter in disbelief.

Now my Mr unreasonable and control freak is back.

"Now you have too and you will. Because I'm paying him more than enough." He stands and makes his way to my side of the table.

"And lovely, you should tell your boss that you're going to marry me tomorrow. For your information, I'm not stay put on his p.u.s.s.yfooting around him for much longer." He orders and confirms firmly.

What? Telling my boss that I am married to the most powerful man in this city?

Hell, that's definitely not going to happen so soon.

I stand, taking the hand he has offered, and let him lead me out of the restaurant.

No, I believe Xufeng Brother won't p.u.s.s.yfooting around him. He'll just keep trampling on my boss instead.