Chapter 202 - 202 Friendly, Leeches

"You dare? How much then!?" I scream.

"Miss Wei, I don't know what you're talking about. Please don't pressure my jobs so much," he says quickly.

He looks guiltier no matter how much he tried to cover it.

In force, I pull my arm free from Mi Ke grasp and walk over to the front desk.

"Where do you keep President Feng numbers?" while I ask, scanning the hi-tech display screens in front of me.

When I notice his phone on the desk too. Mi Ke walks over with a befuddled look on his face.

"Miss Wei Lin. It's all linked through the system. Why do you ask?"  He asks in confused.

"Oh okay. Then do you have his number on your handphone?" I ask again to confirm something.

"Of course not. That's not part of my job. It's all had been pre-programmed into the system. Every resident was confidentiality and all. So I don't have except through the system." I inform.

"Good then," After I finish my sentences, I yank out the wires leading from the phone system to the computer and drop them in a tangled mess to the floor.

Then when I grin at Mi Ke his jaw drop in a stunt. I hear Mi Ke scream in shocked and mumbling as my way out. I got to feel a small pang of guilt. But he leaves me no choice except handed him a real good job.

Without care anything else, I jump in my car and instantly notice a little black device on the dashboard and of course, I know what that is. So I press the button and, like I knew they would, the gates start opening.

When I was on my way to Feng Old Mansion, I pray repeatedly that I'm won't going to meet a stranger Feng Teng again.

And this will be the first visit after those incidents but for our relationship sake, I have to see him.

When I pull up to the gates and press the intercom. I heard Assistant yu comes over the speaker as I wave at the camera, but the gates are already

opening. I start the long drive up the gravel driveway towards the foyer and as I pull up into the courtyard, I look up at the mansion and the incident came in flashback. Instantly I got a shiver.

When I pull in next to Feng Teng car and quickly check my face in the rearview mirror. Considering our quarrel of the last few hours, the last few weeks actually, I don't look too bad.

When Assistant Yu opens the door before I reach it and offers me a small, reassuring smile. It goes nowhere near making me feel any better. 

We both walk into the imposing entrance hall together and past the stairs, kitchen and living room lounge.

"Has he calmed down?" I ask as we reach the 2nd level living room.

"He's not really," Assistant Yu said.

I let out a rush of breath in agreement, but he affects me too.

"Hmm, your boss is very challenging." I muse.

Assistant Yu looks over at me and flashes one of his knocks out, rare, all-white teeth smile.

"Challenging? That's a word. I quite admire my boss determination, though." He answers.

"' Determination?" I feel my brow knit.

"A determination got to be challenging?" I quip.

Assistant Yu stops as we reach Feng Teng office or study room.

"Madam, I've never seen my boss so determined to live after." He says.

I suddenly want to go back to the beginning of our walk to Feng Teng study room so we can continue with this conversation.

"What do you mean by that?" I can't help the confusion in my tone.

That his statement has me very confused. I can't see any determination to live. All I see is a determination to give himself a seizure with stress.

Feng Teng. He's self-destructible. My breath hitches in my throat.

He's self-destructible. Feng Teng has said that before when he took me on the date, he said that.

What did he mean?

"Trust me, madam. That's a good thing. I always hope that you can be easy with my boss," Yu looks at me affectionately.

"How long you have working with him?" I want to keep the assistant keep talking.

"Long enough madam, now I'll leave my boss to you, Madam." Then he strides off down the corridor.

"Thanks," I say to his back.

"Most welcome Madam," He said.

So now I stand alone at Feng Teng study room door with my hand hovering over the doorknob. As Assistant Yu unexpected and volunteered information has pricked my curiosity moreover Feng Teng. Was he self-destructible?

My mind is racing with thoughts of him raving alcohol, killing, lack of patience and all of his scary scars.

Gathering all my breath and I turn the handle, stride in with caution, into his study room.  I'm immediately insulted by what I see.

Feng Teng is sat in his big office chair facing Muxin, who is perched on the corner of his desk.

Oh God!  This woman is a leech.

Then a thud of possessiveness slaps me in the face, but then I notice the bottle of vodka were stand on his desk which makes me more fretful.

Enough! I can fight off this bitchy woman, as long as Feng Teng doesn't care about her. This bottle indeed is another matter entirely.

In unison, both of them looking at me and Muxin flashes a fake, insincere smile to me.

Then I notice a bag of ice resting on his hand and see his monster eyes were staring at me.

A pang come through me instantly when I see them. Now there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that these two have had a s.e.x.u.a.l friendship in the past.

Because all was written all over her face.

Gosh! Immediately I feel sick, jealous and dangerously possessive.

And Muxin brazen interloper does not attempt to shift her toned arse off Feng Teng desk.

She leisurely sits there, relishing in the obvious tension her presence is causing, but it's the impostor in clear bottle form that I'm more threatened by.

Now I can deal with her. I'm in no mood for silly games with ex-girlfriend s.e.x.u.a.l friend conquests.

Then I look at Feng Teng, and he meets my gaze.

He's still in his navy trousers, but the sleeves of his black shirt are rolled up. His brown hair is a glorious mess on top of his beautiful head, but despite him in all of his loveliness, he looks fearful and uneasy.

I won't blame him because I'm the cause of his triggered. So I've calmly walked in as I seeing him looking cosy with his friendly friend and with a bottle of the evil stuff in front of him.

That's my worst nightmares wrapped into one.

In prompt, he slowly turns his chair with his feet, away from the interloper and towards me.

"Do you have a drink yet?" My voice is stable but there's a strong hint.

He shakes his head.

"NO," he answers in a quiet voice as a little child.

When I'm uncertain whether his voice is small because of this woman or because of the vodka.

He drops his head slightly, and the silence is awkward, but then Muxin promptly resting her a hand on Feng Teng arms.

What a f**KING Bitchy!

All I want to dive on the desk and yank her hair out.

But when I see Feng Teng flinches and gaze his eyes to mine.

'Who the f.u.c.k does she think she is? What a shameless Ass**!

I scream in my head and I'm not naive enough to believe what she wants me to see it as. Her play that she is trying to be a supportive friend.

"Excuse me. Do you mind?" I look directly at her so there's no mistaking who I'm talking to.

She looks up at me questioningly and does not attempt to remove her hand from Feng Teng.

What a painful leech!

I'm suddenly furious with myself for allowing another woman the opportunity to comfort my man, especially this friendly friend of his.