39 Goodnight

"Okay. Now I get the impression talent runs in the family."

He laughed as he walked over to his bar tools.

"Wine?" he asked.

"Yes, hard one please." I nodded.

"Are you sure?" His eyes widened.

"Why, does that surprise you?"

He reached for a shot glass.

"It doesn't, well, maybe it does. I just don't know any women who do like to drink the hard liquor."

He handed me the wine glass as I held it up.

"You do now." I threw it back as it burned all the way down, but it felt good.

"I thought you didn't do sleepovers Mr. Mu?"

He looked at me and grinned.

"Yes. I don't Miss Ru. I never have, but tonight I made an exception for a friend." He emphasized the word friend.

"Because I felt she shouldn't be alone." He poured another shot and held up the glass.

"One more shot?" he asked.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?"

He looked at me in that sexy way that made my body ache.

"Should I?"

I threw back the shot and sat down on the couch.

Mu Kai walked over with his glass of liquor and sat next to me.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

I looked up at him and sighed.

"I'm fine, I was just thinking of how I'll be able to visit my mom and dad's grave when I'm back to Beijing."

Then I looked at him, his eyes staring into and seriously said.

"When I die, I don't want a funeral. I don't want people staring at my dead body and crying over me. So I want to be cremated and have my ashes scattered around this Shanghai," I said.

Mu Kai stared at me and gave me an irritated look.

"Stop talking like that, you have many years to decide what you want." He said.

"Hey. I'm serious, so I want people to drink and celebrate me. I want them to remember the good times, not mourn in the death of me." I added.

"Ok, you need to stop because you are talking as if you're going to die tomorrow."

"You never know what each day will bring, that is why I say nothing lasts forever." I told him.

"Ok, I think the liquor has gotten to you, so let's get you some sleep. Plus I have to work in the morning." He stop my talking.

We walked upstairs and he showed me to my room.

"Good night Wen Wen, sleep well," he said as he walked out and towards his bedroom.

"Good night, Mr. Mu," I shut the door.

So I changed into my pyjamas and climbed into this comfy king size bed that occupied the room. Then I took in the luxurious feel of the satin sheets as I looked around at the classically decorated room. The taupe walls with carved were astounding. There was a minimalist wardrobe with a large round mirror that sat above it and matching night stands on each side of the bed.

And the large window had built-in bookcases on each side with a window seat that was covered with the same material as the bed comforter. So I could curl up here and stay forever residing in its beauty and comfort.