Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Chuanli helped Zhang Liling to her feet and put her arm across his neck, and it was then that his eyes caught sight of what she was putting on.

'Just what is she wearing?' He cried in his heart.

"Miss Zhang, are you trying to put me in trouble?" He questioned with a tight frown on his face.

Tungmei wondered what he meant as she followed him outside with Zhang Liling's bag and shoes in her hands.

Zhang Liling on the other hand, was completely out of it.

Outside the club, Bolin saw Chuanli come out while supporting the drunk Zhang Liling, and the familiar face of Tungmei, and refused to get out of his car.

He recognised Tungmei to be Mr. Fang's student and couldn't let her see him, so he couldn't get out of the car.

Chuanli was annoyed and was about to ask him the reason he wasn't coming out to help him, but then remembered that Tungmei was following behind him and understood the situation.

Stopping in his steps, he adjusted himself so he could hold Zhang Liling with one hand steadily, before turning to Tungmei.

"Miss, you can give me Miss Zhang's things now, I will take care of it. Since you are still worried about her, make sure to call in the morning."

Tungmei glanced at him and asked, "Wouldn't it have been better if I followed her home to take care of her?"

Chuanli understood. Tungmei thought that he was taking Zhang Liling to her home... Home? Zhang Liling had an apartment?

"Why do you think you can take care of her when a servant can take care of her?" He probed.

Tungmei knew about Zhang Liling having a housekeeper and said, "Do you think it would be a good idea to leave her in her housekeeper's hands? Anyway, it's too late to call her over, so you can reconsider letting me join your ride."

'Interesting!' Chuanli thought as one corner of his lips slowly rose up.

"No, there is someone else that will look after her. Like I said, if you are still worried about her, you can call her in the morning when her head is clear." He said and moved his gaze to Zhang Liling's things which where in her possession, and slowly stretched out his free hand.

Tungmei hesitated for a bit before handing the things over.

Taking them from her, Chuanli staggered a little as Zhang Liling's body swayed. But in a swift move, he stabilized himself, before moving forward towards the car.

Tungmei refused to go, and stood there waiting. She watched him throw her friend's stuff inside the car, before carefully helping her to sit inside the car.

After fastening her seatbelt, Chuanli closed the car door and stretched his body before going to the front passenger side.

Pausing, he glanced at Tungmei who was still standing there and waved at her with a smile, before stepping into the car.

As soon as he closed the car door, he was met with the ugly expression on Bolin's face.

"What is it?"

Bolin ignited the car's engine and drove off. "What is Miss Zhang wearing?"

"I am also looking for who to direct that question to." Chuanli replied.

"Mr. Fang will not take this lying down if he sees her." Bolin said as his brows wrinkled further.

Chuanli let out a sigh. "Let's hope that he wouldn't be interested to wait on us to bring her back."

The Mr. Fang they were talking about, was sitting in the living room, with a calm gaze directed at the news on the TV about the stock market.

His leg was crossed over the other one, with a glass of wine sitting on the stool next to him.

To Butler Gu who was standing at the side, he felt that Mr. Fang was waiting for Chuanli and Bolin to come back with Zhang Liling instead of watching the news.

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In the middle of the road, Zhang Liling shifted uncomfortably on her seat before letting out a moan of discomfort while tugging on her seatbelt that was used to secure her to her seat.

Chuanli heard her voice and tilted his head to the side. "Miss Zhang, are you okay?"

So far, she had been well-behaved, so much that both men wished she would remain that way till she stepped foot into her bedroom.

At least if she came back to the villa drunk and didn't cause any trouble, Mr. Fang would easily forgive her and let things slide. But if she was not obedient, then things would definitely go south.

Zhang Liling's eye slowly fluttered a bit before flying open. Squinting her eyes, she glanced at her surroundings before realizing that she was in a moving vehicle.

Without warning, she forcefully tried to lean forward, but the seatbelt pulled her backwards, causing her to feel a throb in her head. "Where are you taking me to?" She tried to ignore the pain and questioned.

Bolin glanced at her through the rear-view mirror, but let Chuanli who was watching her with an interesting gaze, do the talking.

"Miss Zhang, do you know who I am?" Those where the words that left his lips.

He wanted to see if Zhang Liling could recognize him now, after denying knowing him over the phone.

Again, Zhang Liling leaned over, but this time around she did so gradually, having learned her lesson from before.

Squinting her eyes, she tried to make out the figure in her blurry sight before calling out to him in surprise, "Dr. Li?"

Chuanli nodded approvingly. "It's good that your senses are back now!"

"Where are we?" Zhang Liling asked as she failed to make a sense of what was going on and how she got into the car.

Chuanli decided to help explain things to her.

"On our way back to the villa. It's almost 10 pm. You failed to come back by 9 pm hence, Bolin and I came to get you."

"Miss Zhang, you will be in a lot of trouble if we get back, Mr. Fang is unhappy with you. Not only are you late, you got drunk as well." Bolin added while staring at her with a frown through the rear-view mirror.

"Mr. Fang?"

In her delirious state, Zhang Liling seemed to remember something. At first, she reacted with shock, but then it slowly changed to worry.

"Mr. Fang is probably angry with me..."

Chuanli agreed with her. "You are making sense now. You only have to try to stay out of his way when we get back. You can even pretend to be asleep if you want."