Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Today, Zhang Liling received a call that her goods had arrived from the port, so she had to quickly go over to take them.

Thankfully, she was prepared as she had already booked a van for a day like this, days ago.

About half an hour later, she left with the van for her store after loading in her goods.

It took another half an hour to off-load the goods.

Seeing another pile of stressful work waiting for her, she picked up her phone and called Fang Bingwen.

"Mr. Fang, I am so tired." She complained as she sat on a chair and watched the men carrying different tightly wrapped boxes inside.

"What did you do that made you tired?" Fang Bingwen asked as he signed of a document on his desk before Bolin turned the next page for him.

"My goods arrived today. Currently they are being off-loaded from the van. I haven\'t done anything all day apart from waiting for a call to inform me of their arrival, but I am already tired as it is. I have a lot of work to do. I need to sort them out."

Zhang Liling spoke weakly as if she was about to die, with a hint of frustration in her tone which was clearly observed by Fang Bingwen.

"What do you have employees for? Hand them their employment letters so they can start work immediately." He instructed as he put his pen down.

Bolin closed the document and took it with him as he left his office, leaving him with maximum opportunity to concentrate with his conversation with her.

"Don\'t tell me you were planning to sort those goods out by yourself?"

Silence ensued, confirming that she was actually thinking of doing the whole job by herself.

"I forgot I had people..." Zhang Liling whined.

She didn\'t know how to describe her condition. Maybe she was too stressed from organizing so many things since the past few days.

She barely had time to take a break apart from the sleep she took at night.

Her brain seemed to be playing tricks on her.

"I can see that you can\'t keep yourself in order. Come over to my place." Fang Bingwen suggested.

He could already tell how tired she was from experience.

He had at least started his perfume company from scratch, so he could relate to how stressed she was.

And knowing that she would probably do some work when she returned to her apartment in the evening, he thought about her coming over to his place so he could keep an eye out for her.

He would not hesitate to seize her phone and gadgets if she refused to listen to him.

He was that determined to make her rest.

"Mr. Fang, can you come and pick me up from my place? I am not in a very good mood to board a commercial or private vehicle. My nerves are at another level," Zhang Liling requested with black lines on her forehead.

Her brows were knotted into a tight frown. Her entire face goes to show how frustrated and tired she was.

She couldn\'t beer it any longer.

"What is going on at the moment?" Fang Bingwen inquired.

Glancing at the men still moving things, she replied sluggishly. "The goods are still being moved."

"Okay. Try to monitor them till they finish offloading the goods. When they are don, lock up and go home. Once you step into your apartment, inform me."

"Won\'t that be a little late? Why don\'t I call you as I\'m about to leave for my place?" Zhang Liling suggested instead.

She really wanted to see him as soon as possible just so she could run into his embrace to seek comfort.

"I am giving you some time to pack up so we can leave as soon as I arrive." Fang Bingwen explained the reason behind his suggestion.

"Oh!" Zhang Liling exclaimed softly.

Fang Bingwen took a deep breath as his mind began to work quickly on how to cheer his girlfriend up.

"Don\'t worry, you will see me soon," he assured her.

"Okay."

Zhang Liling\'s tone lacked enthusiasm, and it was very obvious given how cheerful she always was.

She was truly tired as her mind raced back to what Tungmei said about company owners.

In her mind, she was already daring her to say that again.

None of their different job description had it easy.

After getting off the phone with Fang Bingwen, Zhang Liling hoisted her weak and unwilling body up to go and monitor the men moving her goods into the warehouse.

As soon as they were done, she picked up her bag and locked up the place before flagging down a cab outside.

A few minutes after speaking with Zhang Liling, Mr. Fang closed his laptop and all the files scattered on his desk before taking his phone, his suit jacket and his work bag.

As his girlfriend\'s mind was not settled, he too was a bit restless.

Straight from work, he stopped by a cafe to buy a few things before continuing his journey to Zhang Liling\'s place.

By the time he got there, he got her call and he hurriedly slid his finger across his phone screen to answer it.

He could have easily ignored it since he was already at her place, but knowing how current emotional state, he didn\'t want anything to worry her hence the reason her had to pick up.

"Are you home now?" He asked as soon as he answered the call.

The same moment, Zhang Liling\'s grudging voice was heard from the other end as the sound of door unlocking passed through from her end.

"Yes. I\'m just stepping into my house."

"That\'s good. Leave the door unlocked for me while you go to start packing your things. I am downstairs." He revealed.

Instantly, it seemed as if life had returned to Zhang Liling\'s dead eyes.

A glint flashed across her eyes as she immediately turned to unlock her door for him.

"Really?" she asked, trying to confirm his presence.

"Yes. Go on, there is no time." Fang Bingwen replied, trying to push her to carry on with the work she had at hand as he got out of his car.

"Okay, see you in a minute." Zhang Liling replied and ended the call.

Immediately, strength came into her as she dashed for her room with different thoughts going through her head.

"He was really here?"

"If that is so, that means he left his office as soon as we finished speaking. He didn\'t waste a minute."