Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 258

As I’m still at stunted with just now situation, SiSi calls my name.

“Lady Wei, I’m here,” she announces her arrival.

“Ahh…Sit,” I shift in my seat so I can see my fiery friend.

“Which country you just have flown to? She teased.

“You. Ishk! Why so late?” I scowl at her.

“Traffic was jammed badly. So how your love life my lady Wei?”

I shove my finger to her and her eyes widen.

“Holyshit! That was hugeeeee!!!!!!! Tell me, tell me is the purposed you already?” She shocks and excited.

“Erm…erm…last week. We register our marriage already and this my wedding ring,” I confessed.

“Holymotherfu**ker! That’s way too advanced. And you just told me now? F**K!” She screams frantically.

“Shhh…you drawn attention to us,” I said to her.

“Hehe. Sorry. Anyway, was it romantic? Show me,” She gestures for me to pass her my hand.

I laugh, really hard.

“Yeah, it was romantic as Feng Teng way,” I snort and I thrust my hand at her.

“F.u.c.k.i.n.g hell!” She grabs my hand with both of hers and gets up close and personal with the diamond.

“This must cost a building of your company building Wei Wei. Ruby red is the most expensive rare diamond and with the size so huge. So when’s the wedding?” She drops my hand and fishes around in her bag, pulling out her compact mirror.

“Shit, Wei Wei. Have you told your Mom and Dad?” SiSi has just innocently hit on two very sore subjects that have been on my mind for a while.

We will be discussing the date of the wedding like grownups soon, and as for my parents? Well, I’m still stumped there.

“Don’t know and no,” I answer.

That’s my best friend. She has known me the best after my mother.

“I don’t know why I need you, SiSi,” I say honestly with her.

“This a big problem coming and give me a bit of time to figure out how.” She said as she skims my situation.

“How’s your day?” I ask.

“It was ridiculously busy today,” She said.

” SiSi, excuse. I need to go to ladies,” I tell her.

“Okay, you go,” She says.

When I’m done doing my business, I walk in the hallway.

Just then;

“Wei Lin,” Mo Yuan greets cheerfully.

As if there nothing has happened, as if he hasn’t been feeding my parents duff information and spouting off that I have a new boyfriend and Feng Teng has a bad temper, which promptly reminds me that he saw Feng Teng hauled me up in raged to the Deng Tai resident.

Hmm. I ignore the small part of my brain currently advising me that I should retreat.

“Mo Yuan, I think it is probably best if you leave.” I maintain a steady, firm voice.

“Oh?” He looks truly shocked.

“Wei Lin, please hear me out. I couldn’t stop be concern about you. I know I  was wrong in past and I deserved everything,”  He shifts uncomfortably on his feet and stares into his pint glass.

“If you’re happy someone else now, then I will accept that.,” he says quietly.

I keep my hands behind my back firmly out of his sight.

“Why you tell about him to my parent?” I ask.

His shocked eyes fly up from his head.

“So, that means he is your boyfriend?” He asks,

“That’s none of your business, Mo Yuan. And why are you ringing my parents, telling them about that day?” I yell at him.

“So he does have a bad temper?” he shoots back.

“You are no one, how he is and you don’t know him!” I yell at him.

He won’t meet my eyes, but then he stands firm at his feet.

“But Wei Lin, I still want you back,” He pleads.

Straighten my back and I flick my eyes to the entrance of the hallway to make sure I’m not being spied on.

Now, what am I going to say?. How many times do I have to tell him that there is no chance that we going back together?

Just then, I feel someone had to cover my mouth from behind and all my body feel weak before my eyes went shut unconsciously.

My eyes are attacked by the lighting and bright white at every wall. Now I’m feeling like I’ve been bashed over the head a few times with an iron bar.

Oh, God. Where the hell am I?

Closing my eyes again and reach up to brush away a lock of hair that’s tickling my cheek. The soft contact of my hand on my head stabs at my brain.

“Babe,” His voice is quiet and his hand clamped around mine.

“Babe,  Wei Lin, open your eyes. Please,” Feng Teng call for me.

I try my best awake, but it is too bloody painful!

What is wrong with me? Is this the worse pain ever, what just happened to me?

“Will someone tells me what the F.U.C.K is going on!” Feng Teng roars.

I snap my eyes open again and gaze around my unfamiliar surroundings. The only familiar thing is that irate voice and it’s a strange comfort to me, but god it’s playing havoc with my sensitive head. I reach up to clasp my aching skull.

“Wei Lin?” He calls again.

I squint my eyes in an attempt to focus, and I’m met with a grief-stricken pair of eyes. The feel of his warm palm stroking my head has me groaning in protest.

It hurts.

“Feng Teng,” squeak.

My throat is raspy and dry.

“Oh, thank God!” He swaps my face in kisses, and I beat him away as I can’t breathe.

“Little Wei Lin. Are you okay?” I follow the sound of another familiar voice and find Kevin leaning over me, looking the most serious I’ve ever seen him.

What’s going on here? As I remember I was in café with SiSi.

Ahh! And my last time I was confronted with Mo Yuan.

“Does she f.u.c.k.i.n.g look all right?” Feng Teng yells in Kevin’s face.

“Hey. Hey. Calm down, Feng Teng!” I know that voice too, it’s SiSi.

I flick my sensitive eyes around the room and find SiSi sat in a chair opposite me.

“Where am I?” I ask through my dryness, I want some water.

“You’re in the hospital, my dear,” He strokes my face and kisses my forehead again.

What on earth am I doing in the hospital? I try to sit up, but I’m met with the full force of Feng Teng pressing down on me.

“Feng Teng, I want to go to the toilet,” I grumble, trying to fight him off.

I slap his persistent hands away and scramble into a sitting position, prompting my hands to fly up and grasp my head when the full force of gravity crashes in around my brain.

Holy shit!

My head hurt this time. I groan and cross my legs in front of me, resting my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands.

“I’ll take her,” I hear SiSi volunteer.

“Wei Wei, come here,” She adds.

“No f.u.c.k.i.n.g way!” Feng Teng bark.

Immediately, I roll my eyes at the sound of the unreasonable voice I love and wait for SiSi to retaliate, but nothing follows.

“Ergh. I’m fine.” I snap irritably. Better I go to the bloody toilet on my own.

Shifting myself to the side of the bed and lower my feet to the floor. My heels are gone.

“I don’t think so, my lady,” He sweeps me up from the side of the bed.

“Whatever happened to that suite?” he mutters as he carries me out of the room and into the corridor.

The lights are brighter out here. I shade my eyes from the invasion.

“Ah! She’s come round,” the nurse comes in.

“I’m taking her to the bathroom,” Feng Teng barks, continuing his long strides to the nearest toilet.

“Sure sir, please and we need your wife a urine sample,” the nurse added.

Feng Teng pauses momentarily, before carrying me on his way. I’m placed on my feet and held up while I watch Feng Teng use his free hand to cake some tissue in anti-bacterial spray and wipe the toilet seat, muttering insults about the cleaners.

My dress is pulled up, my knickers down and I’m lowered onto the toilet with a cardboard bowl held under me. I have no shyness or inhibitions. I release the muscles around my bladder and sigh in relief as the pressure drains. I can’t believe I’m sat on his arm while he holds a pee-pot under me.

“No stage fright then?” he asks softly.

I open my eyes and find him crouched in front of me, his spare palm holding the top of my thigh.

His face looks distressed and tired.

“You’ve f.u.c.k.i.e.d me up the arse so I’m coping with your emotion,” I sneer at him.

“Wei Lin, will you watch your f.u.c.k.i.n.g mouth?” he sighs, but there’s relief in his voice.

Urm. I’m half tempted to tell him to fetch the anti-bacterial solution and spray it in my mouth, but I’m too busy wracking my brain trying to figure out how I ended up in the hospital.

The last thing I remember, I was stood in the hallway in café cottage confronting Mo Yuan. I get some crispy, stiff toilet paper and sort myself out.

“I’m done. Did I splash on you?” I ask with little concern as I make to stand, giving him just enough time to remove the cardboard bowl before I fall back down onto the seat.

He shoves the bowl on the back of the toilet.

“No, give me your hands,” He command.

Obediently, I hold them out and feel Feng Teng hands smother mine, rubbing and working in the anti-bacterial spray. Then he holds me up and pulls my knickers back up and my dress down, before lifting me into his arms and taking me back to the hospital bed.