Zhang Liling knew that he had misunderstood her and quickly rephrased her sentence in a summary.
"That's not what I meant. How could something be wrong with a young healthy male like you?"
'What?!' Fang Bingwen seemed to be only more riled up at words.
Could she just stop talking for a second?
Ignoring his gaze that got darker, Zhang Liling hurriedly added while grabbing his arm, "Mr. Fang, I'm saying that you are not romantic."
Immediately, it seemed like the dark clouds hovering over Fang Bingwen's head seemed to disappear.
It looks like his riled up heart had gradually calmed down.
Being less romantic was better than having something else wrong with him which he couldn't accept.
Rolling his eyes at her, he pried her hands away before getting off his bed.
"Get off my bed before I come back." He said and turned his back to her.
Zhang Liling pouted her lips in annoyance and watched him walk into the inner room.
"Mr. Fang, you are not romantic at all! How can you be this way to your girlfriend whom you haven't seen in a long time?!" She shouted after him, refusing to admit defeat.
"Didn't you say that I was still yet to ask you out? Now you want me to get intimate with you?" Mr. Fang retorted without stopping in his steps, before his back completely disappeared from her view.
He meant that he couldn't do anything to her since they were not officially dating yet.
Understanding this, Zhang Liling kicked her legs about while grumbling to herself.
Words could never fail the man. He always knew what to reply at every sentence sent to him, and that pissed her off somehow.
"You want me to leave your room?" Zhang Liling mumbled to herself with her gaze still lingering at the tightly shut door.
Uttering no more words, she just laid back on the bed and covered herself with the duvet.
Like she was going to leave the room because he asked her to... She was going to show him how stubborn she was.
After Mr. Fang had finished showering and changing into his gym outfit, he stepped inside the room to see the sculpted figured on his bed and shook his head.
"I thought I told you to leave." He said while walking towards the nightstand.
Fang Bingwen was dressed in a shorts and a tight fitted long sleeve shirt that displayed his chest muscles.
On his handsome mature face stood a frown that almost ruined the whole mood.
Hearing his voice, Zhang Liling moved the duvet away from her face and quickly sat up.
Watching him take his pills, she replied, "Why should I leave? It's not like my presence is stopping you from doing what you want."
Throwing 2 pills into his mouth, Mr. Fang raised the bottle of water in his hands and opened his mouth to drink some, while she reached out to cap his bottle of meds.
Taking that opportunity, he drank more water from the bottle before putting it down. Picking up his phone, he turned and started walking out.
Seeing him leaving without saying anything, she hurriedly got out of bed and almost tripped because of the duvet that entangled around her legs.
"Mr. Fang, you are going to exercise, why didn't you tell me." She asked.
Hearing the noise behind him, Mr. Fang had to stop in his steps and turn around to see her trying to get the duvet off her legs.
Because of the way she bent, he could see her fair thighs and released a long sigh.
"You want to follow me to the gym while dressed like this? Are you sure you not coming along to distract me?" He asked as his brows furrowed in a frown.
Finally getting the duvet off her legs, she threw it on the bed and immediately turned to rush toward him.
"Why would I distract you when I know how important it is for you to keep fit. Even I were to try that, you wouldn't fall for it. How many beauties have you not seen? It's not not like I am the first."
Saying that, Zhang Liling flashed him a smile and scurried towards the door.
Fang Bingwen stared speechlessly at her as she slipped her small feet into the pair of flip-flop before turning to him wih a smile..
He said before leading the way out.
All Zhang Liling did was to follow behind him like a little kitten.
At the gym, she kept talking non-stop like a radio whose battery has refused to die, but Mr. Fang did not for once complain about it.
She said she wanted to accompany him to gym, but all she did was sit on the chair and talk. If he shifted a little away from her just to try another gym equipment, she would follow him immediately as if he was running away.
Somehow, he didn't feel irritated with her constant tagging, but he had to put a stop to it when try went back to his bedroom.
On getting to the door of his bedroom, Mr. Fang stopped there and blocked the way, not letting her come in.
Surprised at his actions, Zhang Liling narrowed her eyes at him. "Mr. Fang, are you trying to lock me out?"
Letting out an exhausted sigh, he asked naturally, "I want to shower, do you also want to join me?"
Her gaze trailed him from his face and down to a certain area before shaking her head frantically and shifting her sight back to his face.
"No, I will wait at the dinning area." She said before turning to leave.
Fang Bingwen stared at her in awe till she disappeared from his sight.
'What did that look mean?' he thought to himself.
Mr. Fang stood there unable to fathom the meaning of her gaze before walking inside his room.
"How could I go into the bathroom with him, it's not like I'm crazy." Zhang Liling mumbled to herself while descending the stairs.
Whatever the rest of her thoughts were, no one knew.
Zhang Liling made her way back to her bedroom and as soon as she stepped inside, her phone screen turned off so she hurried over.
Picking it up, she saw the number of missed calls from her mother.
"My phone is already so hot and if I don't return her calls, she wouldn't leave me with my peace of mind today."
Song Jujing had been wanting to hear from her since she left Paris, but all effort proved abortive. At least the text she left her the previous night helped to calm her down to a greater extent. Now all she just wanted was to hear her voice so she could stop disturbing her.
Knowing her mother to well, Zhang Liling quickly returned her call and just at the first ring, she answered.
"Liling, are you still angry with me? Is that why you are not taking my calls?" Song Jujing's anxious voice asked.
That was her only guess since she was still feeling guilty for doing something wrong.
"Mum, you are thinking too much. I don't have that space in my heart to accommodate bitterness." Zhang replied.
She had checked after Fang Bingwen spoke to her yesterday. She discovered that it took a lot to harbour negative emotions within one self.
Also, what was the use of staying angry for long instead of surrounding herself with happiness.
It indeed took a toll to be angry with her mother, and it was completely useless to continue dragging things out with her.
Hearing her say that, a sigh of relief instantly fell off Song Jujing's lips. Her daughter's words were like a verdict that brought her immediate peace.
"Are you at home now?" Her calm voice asked.
She figured that she could be quick to go into the next conversation to save both of their time.
"Ye..." The answer had almost left Zhang Liling's lips when she suddenly stopped.
The corners of her lips curled as a smirk laced her face. A naughty thought was obviously brewing in her mind.
Without warning, she changed her words immediately. "I went straight to my boyfriend's place straight from the airport yesterday, and I'm still there at the moment."
A moment of silence ensued in the room, and that was just what Zhang Liling wanted. To driver her mother insane, but the next second surprised her.
Song Jujing was merely silent for a moment before asking curiously.
"Is it Fang Bingwen?"
"H-How do you know?" Zhang Liling uttered in surprise as her eyes widened. Her mouth agape in shock.
Without wasting time, Song Jujing answered, "Fang Bingwen is the only man you have ever introduced to me."
It looked like She had registered that moment Zhang Liling had brought Mr. Fang over to introduce him to her as her Professor during her graduation ceremony the previous year.
Also, she seems to have taking that introduction personal for her to link it to something romantic like this.
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