How was your date?

Fifteen minutes passed by, Gu Wei Mo was sitting on the chair with his bleeding hand, the head was thrown back and eyes closed. His hand was hanging on the side, blood dripping from it like water. He was in pain, but it wasn't from that bleeding hand, instead, it was from his heart. It was from the battle he was fighting with his inner demon. He was like a mad dog left without a leash, the only problem was that he was much scarier than that.

Taking out his cell phone, he dialed a number. As the phone connected he asked, "Did your madam reach home?"

"Yes sir." Came the prompt reply from the other side.

Standing up from the chair, Gu Wei Mo left the restaurant.

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Xiaomin came back home and took a shower. It had been just a couple of minutes since she came out of the shower. Instead of changing her clothes, she decided to first give a good talking/ lecturing to her best friend who nearly jumped in the fire pit, Xiaofeng for the problem caused in the morning.

"Hello, you dumb girl" Xiaomin shouted as soon as Xiaofeng picked up the call. Her voice was so loud that even Joy who was sitting at the door got up and left away with the fear of losing his hearing capacity.

"How was your date?" Xiaofeng asked excitedly, she was least concerned about Xiaomin's shouting.

Hearing the excitement in Xiaofeng's voice, Xiaomin slapped her palm on the forehead, while her shoulders drooping down, and spoke in an irritated tone, "I am married, Xiaofeng. Weimo is my husband and is the best, that guy cannot even compare to Weimo's hairs." Xiaomin's tone was soft, smooth. Her mouth had honey-like sweetness. Her lips instantly curved mildly while one of her hand started playing with her hair locks and her legs started swaying in the air. She was looking like a schoolgirl who was talking to her boyfriend.

Realizing that they were going off-topic, Xiaomin started lecturing without giving Xiaomin a chance of rebutting, "Xiaofeng, how can you do this? Did you not check on the model's body. If I would have not recognized the mistake in time, they would have made it difficult for you to survive."

"I am sorry Xiaomin, I was a lot engrossed in planning the future that I was unable to focus completely on the dress. I will treat you to hotpot later for this. Thank you babe." Xiaofeng's voice dimmed, showing that she was really guilty.

"Oka... Aaahhhh" Xiaomin suddenly shouted and her cell phone dropped from her hand.

"Xiaomin, Xiaomin"

"Xiaomin"

"Everything is ok?" Xiaofeng had heard her scream on the other side of the phone. She shouted in anxiously.

Xiaomin also came out of her trance. Bending down she picked up the cell phone first, "Xiaofeng, I am fine. I need to go. I will call you later. Bye."

Xiaomin quickly bid Xiaofeng goodbye in haste and started walking towards the bedroom door.