42 DINNER

"Be quiet, Yuxi." Xueyan frowned deeply. She took out the phone and studied it and the frown deepened more. It's that man! He's the one playing this game. 

Ding! A message appeared on the screen. 

<Hello, hope you like it.> The number was saved on the phone, ZhaoXing. 

I knew it. She saw Yuxi strain her neck to look at the screen and she bent it. 

Yuxi looked up at her with her brows raised, "What are you hiding? Isn't that a configuration message? Why are you hiding it from me?"

Xueyan shook her head and noticed she was nervous, "No, no, Yes, I mean. Yes it is." She passed Yuxi and went straight to the room. 

Yuxi's mouth moved, What is wrong with her? She's... A little bit weird. OK, I need to make money... Money, when will you come to me? Her face scrunched up. 

*

Xueyan's hand was shaking as she texted back. <I do not wish to accept it.>

In the matter of seconds the man replied, <Why? Because I didn't give it myself?>

What? What is he saying? 

<Young Master Xing, I do not wish to accept this...> She was writing when another message came in. 

<OK. I will buy you another and bring it myself, what do say?>

She read the message and rolled her eyes, is he mad? 

<Young Master Xing, I do not wish to accept this phone neither another from you.>

She waited for his next message. After waiting for like forever even if it had been just a matter of seconds the reply came. <OK. Let's meet for dinner, then, you can return it to me.>

Dinner? 

He texted her the address and time. 

Tonight? 

<Okay. > She sent back to the man. 

*

Inside the car, Zhaolin smiled. 

He passed his phone to Zhihao. 

The father and son was all smiles. 

Riuwen watched them from the rearview mirror. Why is he smiling? At least the little boy was smiling because his father allowed him to play game with his phone but the reason the man was smiling. Oh, he had been texting away on his phone. 

*

The doorbell rang. 

Yuxi turned back to the door, now who is it again? 

She went and opened the door. 

A lady that was dressed in the same black suit, no other colour but black on her stood before the door. 

Yuxi sized her up, "You are?"

"Feng Jiu,"

Yuxi frowned, Feng Riuwen, Feng Jiu... And they kinda look alike, what does my sister have to do with people answering Feng? 

Jiu stood erect under Yuxi's inspection. 

"Who are you looking for?"

"Bai Xueyan."

Bai Xueyan. She addressed my sister with her full name, OK, OK. She slammed the door shut and ran straight into Xueyan's room. "Are you perhaps, related to the Feng family? A lady called Feng Jiu is outside, looking for you."

Xueyan came out of the bathroom drying her hair. It was Riu some minutes ago and now Jiu?

She dropped the towel and went out, Yuxi followed behind with her guards up. Who knew what these people wants from my sister? 

Xueyan pulled the door open and there Jiu stood. She looked calm as the setting sun streamed down on her. 

"Jiu?"

"Xueyan, are you surprised? Hehe, I dropped by and remembered we promised to go out to have fun with the other girl but you never called me up, so, is it possible... Today?"

Xueyan watched Jiu and remembered the day that met at the hotel, she had been too busy that she totally forgot, but going tonight? She had a dinner date with Zhaolin, how could she cancel it after agreeing? 

Then she remembered that Jiu was outside, she then offered her in. 

At first Jiu was going to reject but then... 

She went in and Xueyan shut the door. 

This was the hotel's apartment, but who would believe it's for the workers? Wow, Zhaolin truly has a heart of gold. 

The whole living room was painted in brown and cream colour, giving off the vibe of a cool and loving home. The sofas were creamy, the rug brown. The wall had  paintings hung on it. Not even too far away, there was the kitchen in pure white paints and black furniture. Really? Wow. I have such a kind hearted little brother... 

After looking around, she sat down. 

The instant she sat down, Qingran came sprinting towards Xueyan, Feng Jiu's eyes followed the little girl. 

"Mommy, mommy look at my drawing, the teacher said its good and even pinched my cheek...Tell me, tell me, is it good? Hunh?" The girl's voice was very bright like the blazing sun. 

She looked surprised, "Oh, wow. Who is this little cutie?"

When Qingran heard the unfamiliar voice she turned around. 

"Come over here," Jiu beckoned. "I'm Jiu, and you are?"

Qingran looked back at Xueyan, her eyes saying, Who is she? Can I answer? 

Xueyan gave the little girl a reassuring smile and Qingran bowed her head slightly and went forward to Feng Jiu. "Hello aunty, I'm Qingran."

"Wow," Jiu chuckled and patted the girl's hair, her hand shook so bit but she steadied them. 

She was the one I saw. She looks exactly like Xueyan... There's no difference. 

She pulled Qingran into a hug. "Friends?"

Qingran didn't reply but nodded in her arms. 

Xueyan watched the two, What is with her? Before she could make sense of anything, Jiu pushed Qingran to arms length then beamed. "How old are you? You look so young just like your first name Qing and very bright like the colour blue... Tell me what you like to eat and where you would love to go. I promise to take you anywhere."

They looked like they had known each other forever. Xueyan thought. 

Qingran giggled, and raised her drawing. "Aunty, do you like my drawing?"

"Yes yes... I will buy it, are you willing to sell it out?"

Qingran giggled again, then bit her thumb and nodded. 

"Wow, good good... I will pay for it. How much would it cost?"