Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Even if Mr. Fang was thinking that all of this was a dream, the softness of Zhang Liling's breasts pressing hard against his sturdy chest couldn't be overlooked.

"Mr. Fang, I missed you." Zhang Liling declared boldly while tightening her hold on him, as if she wanted to squeeze life out of him.

'T-This girl...' Mr. Fang's gaze moved to the top of her head. He refused to return the embrace. He didn't even know if he should scold her or just push her away .

Finally, his thin lips parted. "Zhang Liling, are you drunk?" He asked, trying to give her a leeway out because, how would she explain this situation to him?

Randomly coming into his bedroom to hug him, what did she mean by that?

Instead of taking the rare opportunity thrown her way, she brushed her lips on his shirt and raised her head to gaze at him.

Her small actions caused ripples in his heart and a strange familiar sensation in his body.

"Mr. Fang, I'm not drunk. I am hugging you because I missed you. Other times I embraced you, I never got to find out how it feels to be enveloped in your warmth when this close with you, so I decided to check it out."

Black lines appeared on Mr. Fang's forehead as his gaze narrowed on her. Was she flirty with him? How could she speak so blatantly?

Even he has never thought about speaking to her in that manner before, and here she was, taking the lead.

Mr. Fang immediately grasped her arms and asked while trying to push her away, "Zhang Liling, did you come up to my bedroom to flirt with me?"

The little woman still holding unto him tightly while pretending to not know what he was talking about replied, "How can I dare to flirt with you? I don't even know how to do that. I just wanted you to know my thoughts since we would soon start dating officially."

"Oh! So you are still aware that we haven't started dating, yet you dare to get this intimate with me?" Mr. Fang queried in a dangerous tone with slightly bulging eyes.

Zhang Liling struggled to lock her fingers behind his back while replying, "Mr. Fang, I do not consider hugging you to be intimate, also, it's not like I have kissed you before either."

At that last statement she uttered, Mr. Fang suddenly froze. He no longer tried to pry her hands off his body.

p He was suddenly reminded of that night she kissed him in her drunken state, and it seemed like she was still unaware of that incident.

When Zhang Liling smiled at her victory and moved against his body to rest the side of her face on his chest, he suddenly used force to push her away.

Luckily, he still held unto her and only let go when her footsteps steadied on the floor.

Shock was visible on her face as she wondered if he was actually angry with her actions. What she did not know was that her brushing her body against him turned him on.

He didn't want her to feel the small bulge that was starting to grow somewhere. Knowing that she had a big mouth, he couldn't overrule the possibility of her exposing him and then later using it to taunt him.

The Zhang Liling who has been by his side for a few months would never change and he was aware of what she was capable of doing.

"Go away. If this is the only reason you wanted to see me, go back to your room and rest." Mr. Fang said with slightly knitted brows.

Zhang Liling pouted her lips before turning to leave. She knew how to behave in different kind of situations.

It was better to leave while he was still being nice. She didn't think she wanted to offend him and then come crawling back to seek for mercy.

Mr. Fang heaved a sigh of relief after she left obediently and shut the door behind her.

Taking long strides toward his bed, he went to sit at the foot with his palms over his face.

The man was speechless and exhausted from Zhang Liling's brazen actions. Now he was beginning to rethink his whole decision about dating.

After a few minutes of pondering things over, he concluded that he had to set a few rules for her to follow otherwise, who knows what brazen action she would take next?

*******

"Do you still want to marry into the Fang family?" Shi Wenqian asked as soon as she pushed the door to Zhang Xiaoling's room open and saw her trying to paint her nails.

Zhang Xiaoling's gaze was focused on her fingernails as she carefully brushed the nude paint on it.

Sitting on the chair with her fingers placed on her desk, made her comfortable to go on.

She didn't reply till she was done carefully evening out that particular nail with the paint.

Blowing on her fingernails, she returned the brush back to the bottle of nail polish while replying, "Why are you asking? So you can help me?"

Shi Wenqian took a few steps forward and only stopped when she was directly standing behind her.

Knowing that her response would be her rejecting her help if she put her sentence in a certain way, she rephrased it in her head before asking away, "Answer my questions first. At least, I need to know what you want."

Zhang Xiaoling stood to her feet and walked past her. "I don't need you monitoring my life. I should also learn to take care of things myself in case you should get arrested one day."

"Are you jinxing me?!" Shi Wenqian questioned with a tight frown appearing on her face as her gaze followed her to the bed.

Zhang Xiaoling moved the duvet aside and got into her bed. "I am not wishing you bad luck or insulting you, I am only trying to be rational here. If one day something happens to you and I get into a difficult situation, would I still be hoping you would appear to take care of it?"