Chapter 247 - 247 Bring Out The Worst

After talking a while with SiSi, I hang up and my phone immediately beeps me of an incoming text message. Then I open it as the penthouse monitor system starts beeping at me.

Walking over to the cordless device that will connect me to Mi Ke, I glance down to my screen.

My blood runs cold after seen who the texter.

'President Gu'

Gosh! I don't want to read it, but my thumb presses down on the open button before I can convince my brain to delete it without reading it.

'Miss Bei. Unfortunately, I can't make our appointment on Tuesday because I have an urgent matter to attend at Z city. My PA will be in touch with you upon my return to re-arrange our meeting. Thank you.'

President Gu.

My stomach flies up to my mouth, choking me, and my phone starts to shake in my hand.

What the hell am I going to do? Feng Teng must not see this. If he did, he'll turn into rage, without a doubt, my phone would become the victim of his.

Immediately I delete the message, realising what going to happen if he ever finds out about it. I don't reply either.

At least I've got a bit more time to figure this out how to tell about this with my boss.

Hm. How long will he be gone? How long have I got to prepare for that meeting?

I contemplate texting him back but just then the intercom shrieks again, startling me.

I answer it

"Wei Lin, there's a delivery here for you. I'll be up in a minute," He informs.

I don't have a chance to ask what it is or who it's from as Mi Ke directly hangs up.

Then I walk back into the kitchen, apprehensive and nervous, and start scrolling through my phone, searching for the PIN facility so I can prevent Feng Teng from barging my phone gain and President Gu might send another message again.

Aigoo! And he's going to get so suspicious when he finds that my phone got lock security on it, but I would rather deal with his slighted state than deal with his whirlwind flying through the penthouse.

He knows that his bad manners annoy me, so it shouldn't be very difficult to brush this off but I have no other choice.

I make my way to the door. I'll deal with this on Monday morning when Feng Teng isn't within such proximity of me and my phone.

Until then, I need to put on an unaffected, relaxed face, and I have talked to Xu Feng Brother about this matter.

When I open the door and hear the elevator arrive, then the unmistakable sound of Mi Ke grumbling. He curiously walking towards the elevator, I find Mi Ke heaving box after box and bag after bag.

"Miss girl, you have a serious problem. I think you are what that they call a shopaholic. Do you want it all inside?" he huffs.

"Whatever, yeah," I look and see M.A.D.A.M.O.I.S.E bags and gift boxes everywhere.

What the hell now?

Ridiculously, I'm feeling like a spare part, holding the door open, mouth gaped, as Mi Ke hoofs them all through and dumps them in the penthouse.

Why didn't I suspect something was amiss when he so willingly let me have my way when bargaining with him? Or let me think I got my way, more to the point. He must have blown a ridiculous amount of money again yesterday.

In no time, Mi Ke dumps the last bag and starts making his way back to the door.

"That's a ton of yours. Was there anything left?" Mi Ke ask.

I look bewilderedly up at him back.

"Pardon?" I blurt.

He turns and frowns.

"I mean, did you buy all out from the store?" He asks.

"Hmm, maybe yeah. Thanks, anyway," I said.

"Oh, I almost forgot. There's a young lady stopped by," informs me, but then instantly snaps his mouth shut, obviously realising his error.

That soon snaps me from my dazed state.

"Really? Who?" I blurt.

His old eyes are wide.

"Sorry...I don't know," He starts walking back.

"I think may she was for a different resident. Can't be sure," He laughs nervously.

"She around my age," He added.

"Oh, whatever. How her feature?" I ask.

"Can't be sure," He said.

Hm, I do feel a little sorry for him. The poor man shouldn't have to deal with this matter for us.

"Let's keep this quiet, shall we?" I suggest.

"Oh? Really?" He looks relieved.

"Yes, but you shouldn't say anything to Feng Teng about that young woman, and I won't tell anyone about this building neighbours habits," I make the deals.

He sucks in a sharp gasp.

Oh yes. I also can play a dirty, old man.

Then I walk over and shut the door in his face.

Can my poor brain cope with much more? I'm not telling Feng Teng about this. Because I don't want him to have any contact or seeing that young lady. I'm brimming with uncertainties and fear, battling raging jealousy and I've just set myself up for a lifetime of this.

Am I stupid? For marrying him?

Then Feng Teng phone starts ringing from the kitchen, and I find myself following the ringtone until I'm stood at the stool looking down at the screen.

No name, display.

Who is it?

Rightly or wrongly, I answer it, disregarding my conscience that is currently advising me I'm a hypocrite.

"Hello? Who there?" I say, evenly and clearly.

There is silence but doesn't hang up.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"Is Feng Teng there?" Her voice is small, so it's a girl.

Who is this girl? So dare enough.

And I'm a touched surprised that she hasn't hung up. I realise now that I was expecting her to, once she heard my voice. Maybe I just wanted her to be aware that I'm aware, I don't know, but she's certainly got some balls.

"He's in the shower. How can I help you?" I sound polite, but with an edge of irritation.

"No, thanks. I just need to speak to him," She disregarded my existence.

And she doesn't sound polite, instead, she sounds affronted.

"I don't care who you are, but you have to stop bothering my man," I need to make myself clear here, seeming as Feng Teng has suddenly grown a conscience.

"Is this Wei Lin, isn't it?" she asks.

Unfortunately, I don't like her tone at all.

"Yes, I am. And who are you then?" I try to maintain my evenness, but I have no idea where this conversation is leading and it's making me incredibly nervous.

"You don't need to know who I am, but Feng Teng. He'll make you need him, then abandon you. So you better walk away while you still can," she said before hangs up.

Huh? What? Hell!

Who are you to say claim that?

Still, I stand with his phone suspended at my ear, my eyes darting around the kitchen, my mind swamped again.

NO!

I will never walk away. We already married and he is my husband.

That's will never happen too!

And I know in future, he would never let me and I never want too. I try to convince my brain that girl she's just a crazy bitch and she is just envious.  

All of these women are jealous and slighted because is the most ideal husband. Just by his status and name, they aware how perfect Feng Teng is.

Yeah. That's it. That's the most logical reason.

Because I know how I felt when I was without him, so if that is how all of these women feel, then I completely get it. I also feel very sorry for them, but it's not my fault they can't stand the fact that he has fallen in love for me only and not for any one of them...just for me.

He is a perfect man and powerful too. No wonder all the woman out there would falling in love with him. So seeing their crush man has found a girlfriend, of course, those girls would be got a heart too.

I straighten my shoulders in my little private display of determination and I will never walk away from him.

He has made me need him, but I know he needs me too. And I'm going nowhere except for him.

Hmm, slowly I sliding his phone on the counter, I walk back into the living space and I'm instantly reminded of what had my brain in meltdown before the call from unknown girl to his phone. I stand with my arms hugging my body, looking at the mountain of shopping bags and boxes before me.

And I don't know whether to be excited or furious.

Since he has disregards my opinions and wishes at my every turn, with his freaking challenging ways, and now I fear that I would be becoming a freaking challenging as him as well.