18 The Mafia King's second attempt at reconciliation

Lihua blinked her eyes and saw Wei standing in front of her, his tall figure towering on her. His fixated gaze on hers made her heart skip a beat.

The memory of their first kiss last night invaded her mind instantly and she found herself staring at his lips. 

Last night he kissed me with those lips…

The soft and tingling pressure his lips had put on hers was still fresh in her mind and she felt an urge to feel them again.

Stop it! Stop it! Don't think about last night!

She vigorously shook her head.

She remembered his harsh words that hurt her. Her gaze dimmed.

Lihua looked back at him and once again, her sight fell onto his lips.

"B-Boss, I have to go out…" she tried to sound firm and still furious at him. "What are you doing here?"

Wei tilted his head and observed her tired eyes. "You don't look well."

Lihua mumbled, "And whose fault is that? Yesterday was too incredible for me."

She cleared her throat. "I am fine. You don't need to worry about me. Why did you come here?"

Wei paused. He took out one box and handed it to her.

Lihua didn't understand. "What is this?"

"Compensation."

She blinked her eyes. "Compensation?"

He nodded. "I realized that you got angry because of me. It was my fault. This is my compensation."

Huh?

Lihua took the box and opened it. It felt as if the earth broke apart and swallowed her whole as she saw an expensive diamond set.

She was about to faint.

"B-Boss. What is this?"

"A diamond set."

She looked between Wei and that diamond set that was making her hands tremble. She was almost about to drop it, but then realized that if it got damaged then she wouldn't be able to pay the debt even if she sold herself!

"Why did you bring me a diamond set!?" She asked incredibly.

She was afraid to even guess its price.

Wei furrowed his brows. "You don't like it?"

This morning after talking to Mrs. Zhang, he did an extensive research on how to make an apology. For someone like the Mafia King, who was foreign to these things, he couldn't comprehend the meaning of a sorry.

On one website, he read that the guilty person should make up to the person he hurt. If he gave her a nice gift or something as an apology with a sweet sorry note, then the woman would forgive him.

Naturally, his next course of his action was to research what women liked as gifts. By a whopping majority, he found on almost all sites that women liked jewelry a lot. 

Wei nodded to himself and didn't waste any time. He instantly ordered the latest and the most expensive diamond set for Lihua.

So here he was, standing confident in front of Lihua about their reconciliation.

Lihua was speechless. "It's not about if I like it or not, but why did you buy this in the first place?"

"As compensation for making you angry yesterday."

Lihua stumbled. Her nostrils flared. She put her hands on her waist.

"I don't need any compensation. Do you think I would accept a diamond set and forget about your hurtful words you spoke about my sister? It feels as if you are buying something in exchange. Wait, no even worse as if you are bribing me," she said in a wronged tone.

Wei was confused.

According to his research, Lihua should have been happy and let it go, but the opposite happened.

Until now, Lihua had only surprised him with her reactions.

He was in deep thought.

How could my research fail? Why doesn't she fall in the norm?

Wei asked, "Then what should I do to apologize?"

Lihua widened her eyes. "You meant this as an apology?"

"Yes."

Lihua handed the box back to him. "Sorry, Boss but I cannot accept this. This is too extravagant for a sorry."

Now, she truly wondered what was so different in Wei. He gave a blank cheque for just conveying a thank you and now a diamond set for an apology.

Why does he always take such drastic measures?

Wei's lips stretched into a thin line.

The more Lihua stood there, the more she got conscious of last night and the kiss. She felt like running away from him.

"I-I need to go now. I am getting late for college."

She dashed away.

Wei stood there, holding the jewelry set in his hands.

His acquaintance's advice failed and so did his research.

He pulled out his phone. "Renshu."

"Boss."

"How do you apologize?"

At his house, Fu Renshu almost fell on the floor with his question. 

"A-apologize...?" But then he thought that Wei asked it sarcastically. "Oh! Are you unsatisfied with someone's apology and need me to teach that person a lesson? Boss, I will be right there! Who is so audacious?"

"No need to come here. Just tell me how to apologize."

Fu Renshu didn't understand the context of this conversation, but an order was an order.

He was just as clueless about this apology thing. The only person he had apologized to sometimes was none other than Wei.

But unfortunately, in his mind, he still thought that 'someone else' was apologizing to Wei because duh! Wei had never once said sorry to anyone. That doesn't happen. So that scenario was unimaginable for Fu Renshu.

With utmost respect for Wei, he said indignantly, "That guilty person should kowtow and bang his head on the ground three times. Let him show his sincerity with his blood!"