A Night at The CEO's Billion Dollar House?
"I'm not an old man, I can still give you more siblings if I want to you know?" elder Wu didn't care to embarrass Ming Fang in front of everyone as she gazed at him in a life-threatening glance.
Ming Fang was always his medicine, and behind his fierceness stood a helpless man whenever she barked out any warning.
Mr Jinhai followed by Jing Yang, took turns in filling up the empty seats next to each other. On the table with them were Wu Jian's wife, Li Xiang, and Huang Min, a family friend of the Wu family.
Huang Min was a young girl at the age of 27. Her appearance was that of a model ready for the grand finale. Her skin was copper-brown like a windfall autumn leaf with bliss-blue eyes and an electrifying smile.
She talked less with every word let out just at the right time. She certainly knew her place and the Wu family always regarded her as part of the family. Her parent's relationship with the family always grew over the years as they partnered in various business sectors, and at that particular time, they were out of the country.
On the other hand, Li Xiang was rather talkative and always interfered in conversations to pardon her husband's behaviour.
Jian was always I'll mannered, and that explains the likable Mr. Jinhai having been handed the responsibility to run the Wu company despite being the younger brother.
"ehem... Eerrh.."
"So when I'm I getting to see my grandchildren?" elder Wu cleared his throat as the next words filled the room.
They all glared in separate directions as the words echoed across the room. This was a discussion they had not anticipated especially in the middle of a delicious family dinner.
"Do I need to raise you, feed you and still help you give birth to children for me?" he added as his face was mixed with a dash of a smile and firm rattled teeth.
"Huh... You have three grandsons old man your white wine seems to get a toll on you," Jian intervened.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot those three innocent kids from three different mothers... Haha, thank you son for reminding me of your disgraceful acts."
Everyone at the table could not help but laugh. Jinhai was almost drooling soup onto his t-shirt; Jing Yang, on the other hand, chuckled in embarrassment at the young man.
Elder Wu always had the right punches to pull and this was just a fraction of it.
Wu Jian always had affairs with various women outside his marriage and as a result, it brought forth three children whose custody was handed to the mothers by the court due to his inability to care for them.
"Do you have kids Jing Yang?"
Jing Yang's eyes widened as she forced down the piece of meat in her mouth.
"Eeerh ... Hehe no sir I don't have children and I'm also not....."
"You don't have to explain your personal life to anyone my dear...," Ming Fang intervened as she focused on the old man.
"Seems you are starting to cross the line huh!...
Enough!!!"
Ming Fang let out a stun voice as the servant next to Elder Wu froze, ready to pour more of the Baijiu wine into the floating tot glass held by the culprit.
Wu Cheng contemplated at her wife with drunken eyes and chest showing signs of heavy breathing.
"Help the old man to his room it's getting late," she ordered as the servant multiplied and became two to help the heavy-bodied Man from his chair.
Right there, Jing Yang realized she had overstayed. The huge clear windows turned tinted from the darkness that was building outside. Immediately her phone rang...
{JIA CALLING}....
Immediately, attention was drawn from Elder Wu as the phone sang to a vibrating rhythm. Answering her phone in the middle of a strange family was an uncomfortable thing for her, especially knowing Jia perfectly with daring questions and gossip.
"Hello.. uh Jia?" she asked faintly as she raised her phone over to her ears and the other hand in front of her mouth to block the sound waves from spreading across the room.
The handset was blazing with words as Jing Yang nodded to the worries of her whereabouts.
On the side, Jinhai watched as she smiled lightly to cover the scolding she was getting from the other side.
"Okay, I'll be there, and don't worry I'm okay... Sorry for that. Jia gets worried almost all the time I'm out of her sight," Jing Yang pleaded as she hung up her phone.
"I better start moving, it's getting darker so fast, and would prefer if I left now."
"Oh nooo... We cannot just let you go home at this time of the night, please do stay for the night. Even so, we do have a couple of empty rooms available. Isn't it Maa?" Huang Min suddenly spoke, at the right time with the right words, but not to the liking of Jing Yang.
She never anticipated spending the night at the Wu family's house, to make it worse at her boss's house.
'A night at the CEO'S Billion Dollar house?' she thought, wondering what consequences it would lead to if she accepted the sleepover.
"I'll take her home with my car don't worry," Wu Jinhai was upstanding, his shadow stretching to the height of him.
"No Jing Yang will have a rest at our house. Show her your sister's room since she is not around with us," Ming Fang said as she left the table with both Jian and his wife heading to their room.
Left on the table was Huang Min, who was still eating with both cheeks almost busting from the over-stuffed pork meat. Her eyes glittered as she winked at Jing Yang with a devilish smile, who was being escorted by her boss upstairs to have her rest.
Jing Yang could not puzzle out the meaning behind her behaviour towards her but surely hoped to keep on the lookout.
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The day was exhausting for her as she lay on the bed with her back relaxed, eyes closed, and lights out. She never thought billionaires would still have normal human problems, such as being immoral as Jian, for instance, or being a drunkard like Elder Wu.
She sighed, slowly falling half asleep before she felt her lips being kissed; it was rather soft with intensity, the chest of the being leaning against her pounding.
It still wasn't clear to Jing Yang if she was dreaming or if it was really happening. Before she could have a guilty peek, the being deemed away through the door. 'Was it an imagination?' Jing Yang thought as she slowly crept back into her sleep.
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