Monica felt guilt-free for all this. At first, she only called Ying Qingcang to request a job position at Ying Enterprises. It was the perfect excuse for her to leave England. But much to her surprise, the man granted her wish before she even started begging for it. He straight out offered her a managerâs position.
Reporters swarmed her the moment she deplaned. The reporters asked the first time she met Ying Qingcang, how they ended up dating each other, and whether she would remain in the country after their engagement. Through it all, she acted like an idiot struck by lightning. An idiot, who did nothing else but allow Ying Qingcang to shove her into the car. Until nowâŠ
âHow am I supposed to face Xin Qing in the future?â Monica bit her hankerchief. âI still have plans to be Ah Shaâs godmother!â
Ying Qingcang shot her a quick glance. âI disapprove. You donât have what it takes to be anyoneâs godmother.â
âNo. I meanâŠâ Monica trailed off, rolling her eyes at him. âCanât you at least tell me what this is all about?â Monica was not so idiotic as to think Ying Qingcang suddenly had an epiphany and learned that he was in love with Monica all along. He was up to something.
Ying Qingcang calmed her back down into her chair. âThatâs not important. Thereâs something else I want to ask you about.â
Monica felt the urge to toss the folders on Ying Qingcangâs desk in his face. Not important? To her, that was supposed to be most important. She dare not say those words though. âWhat thing?â she asked through clenched teeth.
âWas my father awake when you left England?â
âAre you even his son? You donât know if heâs awake?â Monica said in annoyance. Ying Qingcang shot her another glance. âYou no longer want this job?â
âThatâs not it!â Monica quickly added, âThe doctor found a blood clot in his brain. Itâs pressing on his nerve. Itâs uncertain when heâll walk again.â
Ying Qingcang retreated into his thoughts, and then asked, âAnd that woman?â
âStay with him, I guess. She went to the hospital pretty much every day.â Monica laugh mockingly. âSheâs probably thinking that the old man would be reading his will once he wakes up!â
Ying Qingcang nodded. âAlright. Thatâs all. Youâre free to go. Iâve asked Ah Nan to find an apartment for you near the company. Heâll take you there to have a look later.â
âWhat? Just like that?â Monica asked in dissatisfaction. âYou havenât given me any kind of explanation!â
âWhat else is there to explain? Youâve told me all you know, havenât you?â Ying Qingcang said, waving his hand. âHurry up and get out of here.â
Fuming, Monica yanked the door open, and was met with Ah Nanâs grinning face. âIâll take you to the apartment,â he said.
âLike hell you are!â Monica turned around and stomped back into the office. She slammed her palm on Ying Qingcangâs desk. âIf you donât give me some kind of explanation now, then you can kiss our engagement goodbye!â
âOh,â Ying Qingcang said. âBut the word is already out, so it doesnât really matter what you think. Plus, none of this concerns you. Everyoneâs focus would mainly be on me.â
All of a sudden, Monica went quiet. Her hands rested on her hips. âHaha. I bet Xin Qing left you because of that despicable attitude of yours!â
Ying Qingcang was a little taken back at Monicaâs display of boldness. âSince when have you found the courage to speak to me in such a way?â
Monicaâs lips curled downward in a frown. âI was too young and innocent back then. I thought I liked you, that was why I listened to you all the time. Whoâs scared of you now?â
âOh. Okay!â Ying Qingcang pressed a button under his desk. A bell rang, and Ah Nan, who eavesdropped in the doorway, ran inside.
Monica rolled her eyes at him. Ying Qingcang said in a flat tone, âBring me her file. And assign the position of Marketing Manager to someone else.â
Ah Nan gave Ying Qingcang a helpless look. âYoung MasterâŠâ
âWill you obey me now?â Ying Qingcang asked Monica.
Monica released a violent shriek and clenched her teeth. âFine!â
âSee? That wasnât so hard, was it? Shouldâve done so from the start and saved us the trouble. Now youâve just wasted my time. Get out!â Ying Qingcang said and waved his hand as if he swatted away a couple of flies.
Monica could not afford to piss Ying Qingcang off, so she took it all out on Ah Nan. After the visit to the apartment, she forced Ah Nan to take her shopping. They went as many as five rounds!
âWhy didnât you buy the table cloth just now when we bought the curtains?â
âBecause the table cloth there doesnât look nice,â Monica answered confidently.
Ah Nan nearly ripped the steering wheel off the dashboard. âBut they look exactly the sameâŠâ he thought.
The sky darkened by the time Ah Nan left Monicaâs house. From there, he returned to the company to see Ying Qingcang. Ever since Ah Sha traveled to France with Xin Qing, Ying Qingcang practically lived at the company and barely went home.
Ah Nan even bought dinner on the way to the company. Ying Qingcang was in the middle of a conversation with Young Master Shen when Ah Nan came in. âI thought you left already? Why did you come back?â Ying Qingcang asked, looking at Ah Nan strangely.
Ah Nan was just about to answer when his phone suddenly rang. He felt a headache coming on the moment he saw the caller ID. When Ah Nan picked up, he immediately heard the ear-shattering music from the other end of the line, punctuated with Monicaâs screams.
âAh Nan, quick, come save me! Someoneâs bullying me! The Inferno Bar!â
The line went dead before Ah Nan could get a single word out. Only the dial tone could be heard. âHello? Hello?â Ah Nan said.
Young Master Shen noticed the strange way Ah Nan acted, which made him curious. âHey, whatâs the matter with you?â he asked. âIâve never seen a look like that on your face before!â
âThat was Miss Monica. She said sheâs at The Inferno Bar and someoneâs bullying her.â
âHa!â Young Master Shen perked up suddenly. âImpossible. Thatâs my turf.â
Ying Qingcang gave Young Master Shen a sideways look. âAnd your people recognize her?â
âEr⊠Nope, they donât.â Young Master Shen stood up. âCome on. Iâll go there with you.â
At The Inferno Bar, two women, each with a bottle of alcohol in their hand, stood on stage, engaged in a game of morra. They paraded around the stage in their minidresses, exposing four milky thighs, which were literally aphrosidiacs in the eyes of the surrounding men. A group of men flocked and surrounded the area below stage, cheering and jeering.
âWhoever loses has to walk out of here naked!â said a beautiful woman with dark hair as she grabbed a fresh bottle. Opposite her was a foreign chick with blonde hair and green eyes. The foreign chick burst out laughing. âDeal! The loser who refuses to strip is a whore!â
When Young Master Shen and Ah Nan walked in, the two women guzzled their beers straight out of the bottle. One of Young Master Shenâs henchmen hurried over when he saw them enter. âYoung Master! We were watching. We wonât let anything happen to Miss Zhang.â
âSee that woman whoâs trying to drink Zhang Mi under the table? From today onwards, include her under our protection.â Young Master Shen rubbed his forehead. âI swear, when those two hang out together, itâs going to drive everyone here out of their minds.â
The henchman could not believe his eyes. âYoung Master, that foreign chick is your woman as well?â
âB*llsh*t!â Young Master Shen smacked the henchman. âWhat do you mean, âalsoâ? Do you think a crazy b*tch like that could catch my eye?â
Ah Nan tugged on Young Master Shen, whose meaning was clear: Donât drag this out. Get them both down before they start stripping.
Young Master Shen hurriedly gave out the order, and before long, a few of his men went over and carried Zhang Mi and Monica off the stage. The two women yelled at each other, claiming they would keep drinking to their deaths. Young Master Shen left Monica to Ah Nan while he shoved Zhang Mi into his car.
âStop moving! Otherwise Iâll toss you out,â Young Master Shen said, finally snapping. âAnd pull down your skirt!â Zhang Miâs skirt had been hiked all the way up to her groin. At those words, Zhang Mi snickered at Young Master Shen. âThey look nice, right? Itâs not like you havenât seen them before.â
âI should just strangle her to death,â Young Master Shen growled, gritting his teeth as he tried to focus on both driving and trapping Zhang Miâs flailing hands. Zhang Mi suddenly thought of Monica, so she asked him, âSo thatâs the woman whoâs engaged to Ying Qingcang, huh? Yeah, right, as if she can hold a candle to Xin Qing.â
Noticing that her clear speech, Young Master Shen realized Zhang Mi was not entirely out of it. âWhy? Youâre just jealous that you lost the drinking game to her!â
âMe? Jealous of her?â Zhang Mi sat up and propped up her breasts. âSurely my cup size isnât smaller than hers.â Then she lifted a leg. âAnd my legs arenât shorter than hers.â
Young Master Shenâs face darkened instantly. âPut it down. I can even see the color from here.â
âAnd my face wonât lose to hers either!â Zhang Mi brought her face up close to him, which caused her soft breasts to press against Young Master Shenâs arm.
Young Master Shen eyes darted to Zhang Mi, whose face flushed completely. Her lips parted slightly, and she squinted as she looked at him. Young Master Shen felt a sudden tightening in his crotch. âGoddamned woman!â he cursed inwardly and then shoved Zhang Mi away from him.
âSit still. Or else Iâll toss you out!â
Zhang Mi snorted and threw a mocking glance at him. âYou have shitty taste just like Ying Qingcang,â she said. After that, she leaned her head to one side and went to sleep. Young Master Shen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that she finally conked out. But when Young Master Shen noticed Zhang Miâs legs, a crease formed on his brows once again. He then removed his jacket and draped it over her legs to cover them. But upon raising his head, he was granted a full view of her snowy white cleavage. He swallowed. In a fit of frustration, he reached behind him, yanked the covering off the backseat and then threw the whole thing over Zhang Miâs form until even her head was covered.
When Ying Qingcang saw Ah Nan the next day, he looked at the other man for a very long time. âYou⊠Did Monica have her way with you?â
âYoung Master!â Ah Nan said, practically pouncing on Ying Qingcang. âPlease let me swap with Ah Che. Iâll go protect young miss and Ah Sha. Let Ah Che come back and stay with you!â
At Ah Nanâs behavior, a look of utter surprise formed on Ying Qingcangâs usually aloof face. âWhat on earth did Monica do to you?â
âNothing. Just that she had gotten herself drunk. After I got her home, she started hitting and strangling me. She didnât even allow me to leave. She slept through the whole night hugging my leg and she didnât even allow me to get on the bed. I had to spend the entire night on the floor.â
The look on Ah Nanâs face right then was full of agony. He even rolled up his sleeves and showed Ying Qingcang the patch of greenish purple bruises on his arm.
Ying Qingcang tried not to smile. âMan, when did that dude become so feisty?â
âShe has always been feisty. She just didnât dare act feisty in front of you.â Ah Nan massaged his arm. âAnyway, I donât want to have anything to do with her after this no matter what. That kind of woman only looks like a woman on the surface, but is actually even more savage than a man.â
âSheâll start working at the marketing department in a few days. You wonât be seeing her.â Ying Qingcang patted Ah Nanâs shoulder in consolation. âIâll give you a day off. Go home and have a good rest.â
Zhang Mi had already gotten on a call with Xin Qing. The moment she woke up and remembered everything from the previous night, she hurriedly reported her findings to Xin Qing.
âHey, I got to say, that Monica isnât one to be trifled with!â
It was noon over at Xin Qingâs place and she was in the middle of feeding Ah Sha lunch when she heard Zhang Mi throw out that statement.
âYou met her?â Xin Qing asked, feeling strange. âHow do you know each other?â
Zhang Mi told Xin Qing everything that happened at the bar, including the drinking contest she had with Monica.
âThat lady has balls! I like her!â
Xin Qing hung up with her corners of her lips twitching. âIf Monica found out that another person had praised her that way, she would have hated that personâŠâ she thought.
Ah Che came in from outside with a conflicted look on his face. âYoung Miss, thereâs a man at the door wanting to see you.â
Xin Qing did not notice the look on his face though. She stood up and glanced out the window. âWho is it? Why didnât he just come in?â
âItâs that William,â Ah Che said in a tone of annoyance. At the same time, Xin Qing noticed the man waving at him outsideâŠ