Chapter 101 - 101 Mrs.Bei Calling

"Ha.ha. Are you sure that you don't have time? But you've devoted enough time to control me all over everything." I blurt over my coffee cup.

If this isn't involved, then I don't know what is.

He shakes his head.

" Yes and ONLY WITH YOU. I told you before, I'll crush anyone who tries to get in my way. Even you, yourself!" He serious.

This I've acknowledge it long ago.

Because I've been crush by him already when I refused to stay with him.  Adn I'm glad his crushed way is a little different from others, except me have the pleasure.

A sympathy spring to my mind immediately.

So if he's not interested in relationsh.i.p.s?

How about 'US' now? 

He even proposed me already. So what the definition marriage for him actually.

Our breakfast lands on the table, smelling yummies.

Tucking in, I ponder his declaration of being out of control. I think the solution for him is pretty simple, he ought to stop being so unreasonable and challenging.

If he'll keel over from a stress induced heart attack if he carry on the way he has.

"How about me them?" I ask and my voice bit timid.

He calves his way through his salmon.

" This, I don't know why." he says quietly.

"Hey, if you don't know so what the suppose of your proposing then?" I scoff.

He bloody said when I try and determine a reason for his controlling ways.

I have spark of "all sorts of feelings" in my mind but he said he don't know right now.

F*ck! What am I supposed to make of all this then?'

"Hmm. Here listen. I know that I've never having wanted sleeping with women more than once. But you deserve more than that, though, and I really always do want you more than that." He say in serious tone.

I recoil in horror, nearly choking on a piece of toast.

He has the decency to look apologetic.

"Hey. Sorry that's not what I meant." He puts his fork down, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples.

"What I'm trying to say is that…well…I've never cared about a woman enough to want more than s.e.x. Not until I met you, but you give me this feeling which made me not having enough over your and  I always aching for your attention and you by my side," His head rub gets more aggressive.

"Gosh! Dear I really can't explain how it is, but don't you felt it? Don'" you?' He looks at me.

And I could I see a desperation for confirmation in his eyes.

Ohoo...I'm touched!

"Wei Lin, when we met, you could felt it right?" He ask for a confirmation.

I smile lightly.

"Yes, I felt it too." At that time the feeling that've for him, Oh God, I'll never able to forget it.

His expression change instantly and he's smiling again.

I know that's he very satisfied with my answer.

"Eat your breakfast." He points his fork at my plate.

I reconciled myself to living without the knowledge I so desperately want him.

And if he doesn't know, there's not much chances of me ever knowing it.

But would it make it easier to cope with him if I knew what've made his complex mind tick?

Regardless, he's just...just in not so many words, had told me that he wants me more than anything not only for his pleasure but wanting and needed me in his life more than anything, hasn't he?

So, he not only cares about me but more than I have thought.

But does his care also equal over his control way?

And he said that he's never had  have a relationship before?

At first when I hear it, I can't believe that for a second.

Likely he just said that a women willingly throw themselves at him. And he can't just screw them all once, surely?

'Oh God, if he's never sleeping with women more than once, then how many have been there in the past?'

I almost blurt out about to ask that question, but I halt mid-inhale when I thought I might get disappoint hearing his past with women out there.

Do I really want to know?

As I've been sleeping with this man with no protection from my first, and even though he's told me that he's never not worn a condom except with me, then should I believe him or not?

I'm very confused right now. 

VERY MUCH.

"Dear, we need to buy you a dress for my company anniversary." he reminding, in an obvious of tactic to distract me from my pressing questions and thoughts.

I'm sure he knows what going on in my mind. 

Mussy mess.

"No, I have plenty of dresses. Just wearing what I has in my closet," I sound really unenthusiastic, which is fine, because I am.

I'm not feeling comfort at all by the fact that I might have to endureing an icy glaring at me from Muxin and her passing sly remarks.

Suddenly, I snap.

Has he been sleeping with Muxin too?

I imagine it's possible if he sleeping women only once then done.

That's thought him with Muxin makes me stab at my breakfast a little too harshly.

He frowns.

"You will need a new one." He press.

Oh that tone, I known it.

It's that tone that likely dares to challenge him.

I sigh at the prospect of, yet a second part of closet argument.

Grrrhhh. I've more than enough options without buying a new dress. Besides, even if I didn't, I'd find an excuse just to avoid a shopping trip with him. I'm not so fonding about going shopping with him, which might cause my blood raise.

"Anyway, I owe you one." He reaches over the table, pushing a loose tendril of hair behind my ear.

Yes, he does owe me one, but I don't want it because I doubt I'll have any say in what dress he buys me.

" I can choose by myself or not?" I ask in cautious.

" Sure." He places his knife and fork on his plate.

" No worries, I'm not a total control freak boyfriend." He assures.

I almost drop my cutlery when I hear his shameless statement.

Is he twisting me up? Seriously? 

I'm so impressed with his self winding.

"Oh...hoo., you are really very interesting actually." I load my voice with all the sweetness the statement deserves.

"Not as interesting as you did," He winks at me.

"Shall we going hit Hongqiao, baby?" he ask.

I nod, fishing my purse from my bag, while he watches me with a bewildered look.

I put a twenty under the salt shaker on the table and observe as he stands on an exaggerated huff, digs into his pocket and replaces my money with his, snatching my purse from my hand and stuffing my money back inside.

Such a Control freak!

Suddenly my phone starts dancing around the table, but before I can even reacting to pick it up, Feng Teng already has snatched it from under my nose.

"Hello?" he greets the caller.

I look at him in disbelief. He really doesn't have any phone manners.

Who is it, anyway?

"Mrs.Bei?" he says coolly.

My jaw falls open.

OH MY GOD!!!

My MOTHER. No!!!! Please! Not my Mother!

I try to snatch my phone back from him, but he quickly slip away from me with a wicked grin on his maddeningly handsome face.

" Yes, I having the most pleasure of being with your beautiful daughter." he informs my mother.

Hurghhh... I'm give up!

I move around the table, and he shifts to the other way, frowning at me.

I clench my teeth and wave my hand frantically at him, but he just raises his eyebrows and shakes his head slowly.

"Yes, she has told me lots about you. Sure, I'll look forward to meeting you." He speak in the most politely tone. 

Oh wow, what the irritating twat. BLUFFER!!!

As I remember, I've not mentioned much at all to him about my parents, and I certainly haven't mentioned him to them yet.

Oh God, this is all I need. I'm glaring at him, reaching over him but he jumps back fast!

Damn it! I really hate him!