Dinner At The Art Studio

    Yan Jing walks into Zhen Sihao’s office, “Why are you smiling?”

    “No reason.” I was picturing the little girl’s angry expression. She probably had her cheeks puffed out and narrowed her beautiful green eyes while cursing me. She looks so cute when she is angry.

   Zhen Sihao taps his gold pen on a folder as Yan Jing approaches his desk. Yan Jing notices the folder, “I saw the courier is that the plan for the new factory?” He raises an eyebrow when he lifts the cover, “A Medicinal Farm? Did you buy it  for the site of the new factory? “

  “No. The factory will be built outside Catang City. This is..none of your business.”

  Yan Jing smirks, “FUCK! Did you buy this farm for the little chick!” He starts laughing, “You like the little girl?”

    “No. I want to reward Chen Emmi for saving my life.”

    “Didn’t you already save her Art Studio and build a road so she has easy access? You lost millions on changing the property lines for the Waterfront Development”

   Zhen Sihao purses his thin lips then spits out, “I have an opening at our office in Tanzania. You would be perfect for the position.”

  Yan Jing’s complexion pales, “I have work to do, I will be going now.”

  Before Yan Jing leaves the office Zhen Sihao warns, “I don’t want you to mention this farm to anyone. I haven’t decided what I am going to do yet. Right now the farm is continuing under its present management.” I impulsively bought the property to deter the little girl from working with Jiang Weiming. Now I heard from Han Chang that they are buying a smaller farm.

  After he leaves Zhen Sihao walks behind the desk to the floor to ceiling window that overlooks the city. He puts his hands in his pockets as he gazes at the snow falling. How do I feel about Chen Emmi? He thinks about last night. I know it was wrong but I couldn’t stop myself. Holding her soft fragrant body in my arms and kissing her felt so damn good. I have never wanted a woman the way I want Chen Emmi. He looks at his phone, the little girl should be out of class now why isn’t she calling?

   Emmi leaves Liu Ling’s office and buttons up her coat. She is wrapping the scarf around her neck when a woman aggressively pushes her thin shoulder. Peng Min sneers, “You little whore! Seducing Liu Ling so he broke off our engagement.”

  Jiang Weiming followed Peng Min and was not far away. After he overheard her threaten Emmi on the phone, he has been waiting for Emmi down the hallway. He immediately takes long strides over to them. He wraps his hand around Emmi’s waist, “Miss Peng, my girlfriend and I are very happy together. Don’t spread false rumors.”

  Emmi looks around for any students who might overhear him. She is relieved that the hallway is empty besides the three of them. She smiles at Peng Min. “Miss Peng, as you can see I have a boyfriend. I have nothing to do with Professor Liu, he was advising me on my research. Please don’t bother me again.” She holds Jiang Weiming’s hand and confidently walks away leaving Peng Min standing there with her mouth open. 

  When she and Jiang Weiming exit the building she lets go of his hand, “Oh my goodness! Thank you! If you didn’t say you were my boyfriend she would have made a bigger scene!” Emmi gazes at him with a puzzled look, “Wait, why were you outside Professor Liu’s office?”

  “I was leaving campus when I heard the woman on the phone. She said she was going to deal with you. I didn’t know what it was about at the time so I came to warn you that someone was looking for you.”

  “Oh. That explains it. Well, thank you. Professor Liu doesn’t need any problems right now. He told me that he is going to be teaching at the University full time.”

  “Really? I thought he worked at Peng Pharmaceuticals and was teaching temporarily.” I was hoping he would be leaving the University soon.

  Emmi appreciates Jiang Weiming coming to her rescue but doesn’t feel she should disclose Liu Ling’s personal matters. “I don’t know any of the details.”

  “My classes are finished for the day, do you want me to give you a ride to your Art Studio?”

  “I don’t want to trouble you.”

 “I am going that way. I need to go to the Electronics store on 5th St.”

  “Okay. Do you mind if I get a few things I need from my dorm room?”

  “No. I will wait here for you.”

  Zhen Sihao is sitting in his Bugatti Veyron watching Emmi and Jiang Weiming. When Emmi didn’t return his call he decided to come find her at the University. He tightens his grip on the steering wheel. That brat again!  He narrows his eyes then makes a call, not a moment passes after he ends the call Jiang Weiming’s phone rings.

  Jiang Weiming angrily throws down the cigarette he is smoking. He crushes it with his heel, sounding agitated he replies, “No. I can’t come now. I am in class.”

  “Don’t lie. Your class was over an hour ago. This isn’t negotiable. Meet me at my office in a half hour if you don’t want to lose my investment.”

  “Dammit Bro! I can be there in an hour, I have something to do.”

  “I said it wasn’t negotiable.”  If you don’t come right now that bastard Zhen Sihao will disrupt my merger with Agricorp. But.. I can’t say that.

 “Fine. I will be there.” He has a crease between his eyebrows as he dials Emmi’s number. She is walking out the door of the dorm when her phone rings and she answers, “Jiang Weiming, I am walking down now.”

  He apologizes, “Chen Emmi, I’m sorry but there is a problem at my company. I need to go now, I won’t be able to give you a ride.”

  “Go. Don’t worry about me. I called Butler Han earlier and he said he could pick me up.”

  “Call me later and we can discuss closing the deal with the owner of the Medicinal Farm.”


  Emmi hangs up and dials Butler Han’s number. Before he answers her arm is grabbed by Zhen Sihao.

  Startled, Emmi gazes up at him with wide eyes, “Wha..what are you doing here?”

 “You didn’t call me back.”

 “Well, I just got out of class.”

  He has a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he points to the small suitcase by her side. “Really? It looks like you had time to pack…are you going to your Art Studio?”

  Emmi blushes, “Yes. Butler Han is coming to pick me up.”

  Zhen Sihao picks up her suitcase. “No need. I am going to the Waterfront Development. I can give you a ride.” He starts walking towards his car.

   When she doesn’t move he turns, “Coming?”

  She decides with his arrogant and domineering personality he won’t take no for an answer, so she follows him.

 Once inside the sports car Zhen Sihao leans over to buckle her seatbelt. Emmi’s heart starts beating faster as he brushes across her body. “I..I can do it.”

  He chuckles, “If you can.”

  Emmi tries to buckle and is confused, how does this work? She struggles for a minute and he laughs as he leans over, “I don’t have all day.” He snaps the buckle and Emmi can smell his distinctive woodsy fragrance and gulps down her saliva. Why do I feel..she clenches her hand under her coat sleeve. He is so…no I can’t let myself get taken in by his handsomeness. He is a playboy with countless women! Why is my heart pounding! She bites her lower lip. I need to get it together

  As they pull out of the parking lot Emmi feels hot, “Wang Hao, could you turn down the heater, it is hot in here.”

  He glances over at her red face, “The heater isn’t on, do you have a fever?” Concerned she might be sick he reaches to touch her forehead and she swats his hand away, “No. Watch the road!”

  Hoping to cool off, Emmi removes her scarf and undoes the top two buttons of her coat. She sighs and Zhen Sihao looks over then sees the red marks on her neck. He has a satisfied smile remembering the pleasurable feeling of tasting her body last night. Zhen Sihao’s heart skips a beat. I want to make her mine tonight.

   As they drive down the highway he says, “Since it is almost time for dinner and you still owe me, I will eat at your Art Studio.”

  “What? I don’t have any food there.”

  “We can stop at the Supermarket.”

  “Wang Hao I need to do my livestream and work on my Cousin Chloe’s dress.”

  “Do I need to remind you of your promise?”

  “Wang Hao!”

  He pulls into the parking lot of a Supermarket.  “I feel like eating steak.” He has a devilish grin on his handsome face, and for dessert…you.

“…” Steak? Ahh ! That sounds expensive!

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