Chapter 109 - 109 Amazing

I blush scarlet on the spot, even though she can't see me. I know she won't be pleased if she finds out I'm being with someone now. 

" I won't, mom. I'm got busy a lot with work and having fun sometimes only," I assure her.

I'm having fun all right. Just not the sort of fun that she has in mind.

"How's Daddy?" I ask.

"Oh, you know. Badminton mad, and cooking new recipe mad. Grhh, he has to keep on the go or he'll go mad if he quit once, I bet." She starts nagged about daddy.

"Lol. It's better than he sitting on his backside all day, though." I say, collecting a mug from the cupboard.

And I make my way to the fridge.

"Darling, bao bei. He made such a fuss about leaving the city before, but I knew he would be dead in a few years if I didn't get him out. Now I can't tie him down for anything. He's always got something happening here," she continues.

I open the fridge, searching for fresh milk. But found no of it.

"Mom isn't that a good things for him. Better keeping him active than doing nothing right?" I sit on the barstool without any cup of coffee.

"Xiao Bei. Oh, I'm not complaining here. Yeah, good things, and he's lost a few kilo though." She proud at daddy lost weight.

" See, this is good then. How many kilos does he lose? Plus everyone always said Daddy was a walking heart attack candidate, with his weight, love of a few too many pints and a stressful job. As it turns out, everyone was right, mom." I says.

" Lol. Yeah, that's true. Just over a stone," she says,

"Wow, impressive." I shock at it.

" Not more than me, Xiao Bei. So, what have you got to report from there?" She asks for my turn.

" There's a loaded, Mom! No worries, I've just been stacked out at work. And I just secured the next project from the developer of Deng Tai." I need to change the topic talking about work.

If not, I'll have no hair left if she starts prying into my social life

"Brilliant! Babe! I was showing auntie the photos on the internet. The penthouse building!" she sings.

Yes, I'm staying here now .

" Thanks, Mom." I need some wine.

"Can you imagine living in such luxury penthouse? Your Daddy and I are not short of a few, but that's a whole other level of wealth." She added.

"Yes, indeed." I agree.

Okay, the subject of work hasn't gone as I planned. 

"Oh Mom. What time does GeGe a.k.a big brother land tomorrow?" I blurt to divert the conversation.

"Eight in the morning. Are you coming down with him next?" She asks.

I flop forward onto the worktop. I've hardly given my brother impending arrival a second thought.

And with what all the crazy shit going on here, I've not had a chance. I feel guilty all of a sudden and I've not seen him for over six months.

"I don't think so, Mom. I'm just so busy." I whine, mentally pleading for her to understand.

"Oh, that's disappointing, but I can understand. Maybe Daddy and I could come up to see you when you've sorted a place of your own right," She's hinting that I need to pull my finger out.

Actually, I've done nothing in that area of my life.

" Yes. That would be really good." I don't fake my enthusiasm.

Because of course, I would love for Mom and Daddy to come back to S city for a visit. They haven't been back since they've left, and I know it's because they both secretly worry they'll want to move back to the hustle and bustle.

"Wonderful. I'll speak to your Daddy the. My baby, I'd better go. Send my love to SiSi too." She says.

"Okay, Mom. I will, I'll ring next week when GeGe gets there." I add quickly before she hangs up.

"Lovely. Take care, darling." She bid.

"Bye, Mom." I slide my phone across the counter and drop my head in my hands.

OMG! If only she knew about this. Yet, my healthy Daddy right now would probably have another heart attack if he found out about my current state of affairs, and my Mom would be moving me down to B Town. The only reason my Daddy didn't drive up after me and Mo Yuan split up were because Mom called Sisi to find out if I really was okay.

What would they think if they knew I was caught up with another neurotic, self-assured control freak, who is in his own words and f.u.c.k.i.n.g me into oblivion after I accept his proposal? 

In fact, he's super-wealthy and owns the penthouse would not soften the blow that design.

Oh God, Feng Teng is probably closer to my mom in age than I am.

I swing round on my stool when I hear a commotion coming from outside of the kitchen. Getting up to go and investigate, I'm nearly taken off my feet when Feng Teng n.a.k.e.d chest flies at me.

WHOA!

"F.u.c.k.i.n.g hell, there you are." He grabs me, lifting me up to his sweat riddled body.

"Why you wasn't in bed." He asks.

"Sorry, I'm in the kitchen." I splutter in my dazed state.

He's squeezing me so tight, I'm struggling to breathe.

"I saw you were running. Then I didn't want to disturb you." I wriggle a little to indicate that I'm being constricted to death.

He releases me, setting me back on my feet, his glistening, stubbled face giving me the once over. His panicked features ease a bit as he holds me steady by my forearms in front of him.

"Feng Teng, I was just in the kitchen," I repeat.

He looks like he could keel over at any moment.

What's actually wrong with him?

He shakes his head slightly, as if ridding himself of a nasty thought, picks me up and walks me to the worktop, sitting me on the cold granite.

He pushes his way between my thighs.

" Hmm. Do you sleep well?" He asks.

"Yeah. So much well," I sings.

But why does he look like someone's broken some really crappy news?

" Feng Teng, are you okay?" I asks.

He blesses me with a heart-stopping smile. 

I could feel instantly at ease.

"Babe, I woke up with you in my bed with you wearing lace. It's ten-thirty on a Sunday morning and right now you're in my kitchen…" He runs his eyes down my front,

'Wearing lace. I'm amazing.'