Chapter 110 - 110 Being Difficult

"You wearing lace and I'm feeling so much amazing." He says with his adorned eyes.

"Oh?" I ask.

He tips my face up, planting a light kiss on my lips.

Oh, I could wake up to this every morning.

"Babe, you're too beautiful," He says sweetly

"You too," I say shyly.

He brushes the hair away from my face, looking at me affectionately.

"Will you kiss me now, sweetheart?" He requests.

I fulfil his request immediately, taking his lips calmly and following the slow, gentle strokes of his tongue.

We both hum in harmony.

Oh, this is good. But our intimate moment is broken by the loud, shrill from his phone.

He grumbles and reaches past me, but still maintaining our kiss. He glances up at the screen as he holds it over my head.

"Oh, go away." he gripes against my lips.

" Baby, I've got to take this." He pulls away and answers, keeping himself firmly between my thighs, his free hand around my waist.

"What is it, Yu?" He starts chewing his lip.

"Are you not doing your job properly? What's he doing there?" He drops a chaste kiss on my lips.

"Hang on, I'll be there…By that time you better give me a really good explanation!" He hangs up and studies me thoughtfully for a few seconds.

"Babe, sorry. I need to go to the office today and you'll have to come too." He order.

I recoil.

"No! I'm not going!" I blurt. 

He frowns.

"But I want you to come." He order.

NO! Absolutely not! It's Sunday, I'm not working and I'm not going to his office.

"Dear. You'll be working. Not very convenient if I go with you," I search my brain for a feasible excuse for me not to go.

"Furthermore, you do what you need to do, we'll see you afterwards." I reason instead.

"No, you'll come with me," he presses forcefully.

"NO. Please, I'm not going." I try to wriggle myself free of his grasp, but I'm going nowhere.

"Why are you being so difficult to come with me?" He asks.

"It's because,..." I snap, earning myself a mighty scowl.

I'm not about to start whining about his friend, Muxin and offloading trivial jealousies on him.

He searches my eyes.

"Please, babe. Can you just do what I've told you?" He plead.

"Sorry, I can't," I reject softly.

I watch him as he closes his eyes, clearly trying to gather some patience, but I don't care.

He can force me to do many things, but I'm not going to his office or mansion anymore. I sit on the worktop, waiting for him to disintegrate under my disobedience.

"Babe, why do you insist on making things more difficult here?" He ask again.

"What I've make things more difficult?" I gape at him.

It's him that needs some self-consciousness into him. He shouldn't be so deluded.

"Yes, you do. I'm trying really hard here." He accuses.

"Trying hard to do what? Make me crazy? Oh yeah, it's working!" I beat him away from me and storm out of the kitchen, hearing him curse as he follows me up the stairs.

"Okay!" he yells from behind me.

"You wait here then. I'll be as quick as I can." He surrenders.

"NO. I'll go home." I shout over my shoulder, continuing on my way and shutting myself in the bathroom when I get there.

I'm not waiting around for him to come back. His being reasonable and relenting to my refusal to go with him has just been trampled by the follow up of "you wait here then", as if I WILL do such a thing!

I splash my face with cold water to try and cool down my raging temper.

Ohh. Amazing!

This time he not given me the countdown. That's what he usually does when I don't conform.

While in the bathroom, I hear him in the bedroom on his phone. I'm wondering who he's talking to, then I open the door and look at him.

"Okay, see you in a while." He hangs up, throwing his phone on the bed.

Who is he seeing in a while? He stands with his back to me for a long time, his head dropped. He's thinking, and I feel like an impostor all of a sudden.

Eventually, he exhales heavily and turns towards me.

He watches me for a short time before heading into the bathroom to take a shower. I stand in the middle of the room wondering what to do.

He's acting strange actually.

No countdown; no manhandling.

What's going on here?

Hmm. Yesterday was so perfect, and now I'm back to mind meltdown. It looks like I didn't need Muxin to yank me off of Feng Teng centre galaxy after all because I've managed to do that all by myself.

Ten minutes later;

I'm still stood twiddling my thumbs, trying to work out what to do with myself. I hear the shower shut off. He comes out of the bathroom, heading straight into the wardrobe without a word. I'm troubled by his defeated expression that also harbours a bit of sorrow. I think I actually want him to explode or give me the countdown. I have no idea what he's thinking, and it's the most frustrating feeling in the world.

He appears at the wardrobe door.

"Wei Lin, I need to go," he utters regretfully.

He looks completely tormented.

" And SiSi  is on her way over." He informs.

I frown. 

"Huh? Why she's here?" I got confused.

"So you don't need to leave." He goes back into the wardrobe, me following swiftly behind.

Pulling some trousers on, he looks up at me briefly but gives nothing away. He grabs a black shirt from a hanger, pulling it on over his head quickly, before he sets about getting his shoes on.

"But I'm going home." I assert, but he still doesn't look at me.

What's wrong with him? I can feel my temper flaring at his lack of receptiveness, and not knowing what else to do, I start pulling down my clothes from the hangers, draping them over my arms as I do.

" Wei Lin, what are you doing?" He takes them from my hands, hanging them back up.

"Didn't I told you that you are not leaving," he growls.

"Yes, I am," I shout, yanking them back down.

"Put the f**king clothes back, Wei Lin," he yells.

In second, I hear a rip of material as I fight him away, and within a few seconds, my arms are free of clothes and I'm being hauled from the wardrobe. I'm getting pinned to the bed, struggling against him in complete defiance, but I go nowhere.

If he tries to make love on me, I'll scream!