Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

In the car, Zhang Liling opened her purse and took out the familiar necklace before passing it Fang Bingwen.

"Mr. Fang, please help me out." Her soft voice requested as her eyes flashed him a sweet smile.

Seeing the necklace he gifted her dangling in front of him, his eyes went to her bare neck and back to the chain in her hand.

"Why do you like this chain so much?" He asked as he took it from her hand.

He can\'t even remember how many times he had asked her that same question. Maybe he couldn\'t help it that it was always wih her.

"Because you gifted it to me," came her usual response as she turned her back to him.

As his hands went over her neck, Zhang Liling felt the cold sensation of the chain resting on her neck, while at the same time, the warmth seeping from his fingers.

Her lashes fluttered close as the smile spread across her face. But before she could enjoy the feeling his fingers brought when it brushed the skin around her neck, he hooked the ends of the chain and withdrew his hands immediately.

Zhang Liling could only sigh disappointedly as she leaned her back to the backrest of the car.

About 40 minutes later, the car pulled over in front of the high-end restaurant Fang Bingwen had reserved.

Without wasting time, Mr. Fang took Zhang Liling\'s hand and helped her to step out of the car.

Hand in hand, they walked past the revolving door and stepped into the grand hall.

"This is a French restaurant?" Zhang Liling asked as her gaze moved around the intricate carvings on the tall walls and pillars of the large hall.

"Yes. It\'s been some days since you last had the food you are more used to. Also, this restaurant ensures privacy to their guests." Mr. Fang explained without completing his statement.

In actual sense, he wouldn\'t want anyone to recognize them and come over to disturb their date, hence the reason he booked this restaurant as it had private rooms.

Normally, it was mainly wealthy business men, Influential celebrities and politicians that normally booked a room here because of the cost.

Since privacy was their aim, spending money was worth it.

At the same moment, a waiter walked over to them with a warm smile.

"Welcome, Mr. And Ms. to ******* restaurant. It\'s our pleasure to serve you. Please do you have a reservation so we can confirm it and show you to your room?"

Instantly, Mr. Fang slid his phone out from the front pocket of his pants. Tapping a few icons on his phone, he finally got to the feedback he received after booking a room in the restaurant, before turning his phone screen to him.

A few minutes, later, the waiter led them to a private room upstairs after taking the elevator.

On getting to the room number, he took the room card out from his pocket and placed it on the square shaped sensor, and the door unlocked for them.

In the middle of the room, there was a round dining table and two comfy dining chairs to march the detailed designs on the sides of the table.

At the end of the room towards the right side, there was a two-sitter sofa that faced a floor length thick curtains.

If after eating at the dining area, the guests could go sit at the sofa and chat over a glass of wine while watching the night life of the city.

There was also another role of sofa large enough to turn into a cuddling bed, at the other end of the room.

So in each VVIP room, there were different sitting options available just for the comfort of the guests.

Zhang Liling found the room cool after taking note of every little detail her eyes managed to pick up.

Her man had a good taste.

\'Mr. Fang does have a good eye,\' she concluded proudly in her head.

Mr. Fang led her to sit on the large sofa as the waiter took their order.

"I already picked out the meals while booking this room." Fang Bingwen said in clarity to the waiter.

"Alright, Sir. The dishes will be here in 10 minutes." The waiter replied with a small bow before turning around to leave.

If Mr. Fang didn\'t order their meal while booking the room, they would have had to wait from 30 minutes to 60 minutes for the food to be prepared on sight.

Fortunately, they didn\'t have to wait that long before eating.

"Mr. Fang, I like this place. It feels good to see a familiar structure like this here in City S. It feels like I\'m in Paris once again." Zhang Liling said as she retracted her gaze from the love seat facing the electronic curtains.

"You dine in this kind of place in Paris?" Mr. Fang asked, giving her a subtle glance.

"Hahahaha...." A soft chuckle escaped her lips as soon as she heard his ridiculous question.

"Mr. Fang, how do you think I would be able to afford a place like this? Well, I followed my mother to a meeting once, and that was how I had the opportunity to dine in this kind of place. But thankfully, I have you, so I get to experience this nice place once in a while."

Winking at him, she turned her attention back to the love nest she couldn\'t wait to try out with him.

A few minutes later, their food was served, and they had to move to the dining area.

There was a bottle of expensive red wine on the table, and that alone, made Zhang Liling\'s eyes to glow.

Somehow, her change in expression, didn\'t escape Fang Bingwen\'s eyes.

"Mr. Fang, you are letting me drink today?" She asked while sitting on the chair he pulled out for her.

"There is only a little alcohol in it which was used for preservation." He replied without batting an eye, completely destroying the fantasy bubbles going off in her head as he sat across from her.

\'You...\' Zhang Liling trailed off in her head as the corners of her lips turned downwards.

Mr. Fang had just revealed that the only reason he was letting her drink was because the alcohol content of the wine wouldn\'t cause any changes to her psych even if she finished the entire bottle.

Doesn\'t this man know to be romantic in this kind of atmosphere?

​ How could he blatantly state his original intentions without even trying to hide it?

Although Zhang Liling was a bit upset, she still went on to eat after he had helped her cut her steak, and served a few dishes on her plate.

Sighs...

At least he does know how to make up for it after ruining her mood.