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CHAPTER 593
It has been over a week since the news of the Bai family downfall. But even after that much ti, it was till a hot topic amongst people.
Not only that. It still had a certain painful impact on one person. A pain of the heart.
Ever since his last ti with Bai Ming, Feng Yisheng had locked himself away in his apartnt. He kept on recalling everything.
Especially from the very first ti he t her after he ca back to China. The sweet and innocent image he had of her was totally shattered like a glass dashed against a wall.
All those tis she finished a call and put on that sweet smile as soon as ge shows up. When he asks what it was about she would always evade it.
"It is nothing you should worry your handso head about."
Or she would say, "It's just work-related stuff."
Tears spilled down his eyes. He really thought she was differnt from those evil people. He really loved and was willing to protect her against her so-called hateful sister.
He felt so used and stupid. While he cried in a silence, the door of the apartnt clicked opened. A woman in bodycon green dress with a fur coat over walked in with two bulky n in suit.
Her nose scrunched at the pungent sll of alcohol that has dwelled dully in the living room. A frown marred her beauty yet slightly aged face.
There several empty bottles of beer all around. Her sharp brown orbs scanned the living room but she did not see the person she was searching for.
"Have soone co and take care of this ss imdiately," she ordered before walking into the passage.
"Yes madam," one of the n bowed upon receiving her orders.
While he took out his phone to make a call, the other man followed the woman into the passage. She knocked twice on the door of the second room before she pushed it open.
If the living room slled bad, then this room reeked of alcohol. A strong one at that. There were more bottles here than in the living room too.
"Raise the curtains and open the windows. It's all stuffy in here. Oh and please be careful."
"Of course, madam."
Mrs Feng sighed as her eyes took in the room. Her son is a neat man. But seeing this spoke otherwise.
Sitting on the floor with his back against the wooden fra of the bed, Feng Yisheng's head hung low even after hearing the sound of feets moving.
"Oh my baby," Mrs Feng Sue gasped in pity at the sight of her precious son.
She walked carefully toward him as there were both broken and whole bottles on the floor. When she got to him, she squared to his level.
"Oh, Yisheng. What have you done to yourself?" She asked despite knowing he was too drunk to answer.
She held his face in her palms and her heart broke even more. His face was tear-stained and he had dark circles like bad underneath his eyes.
His hair was a ss and looked like an alcohol addict. Even his slightly opened eyes were red from both tears and lack of proper sleep.
Gone was her neat, fresh and handso son. Now he looked dirty, unkempt and not so handso.
"Yisheng. Honey, can you hear ?" She oatted his cheek.
"Leave ... alone. Go away M-Ming," Feng Yisheng's words were slurred and pained as well.
Mrs Feng felt a tug pull at her heart. She had not heard from her son for a week. She knew it had sothing to do with the news and that was why she was worried about him.
At first she thought he needed a little ti to co back to his senses but it was taking longer than usual.
He left the company unattended to. Mr Feng being an understanding man decided to stand in for him till he got back from this painful period. So she took it upon herself to go and seek him out.
She did not want him continue like this.
"Sweetheart, it is . It's your mother. Mummy is here for you, okay? Yisheng?" she called out to him again.
"Mum?"
"Yes. It's . Ming is not here. It's just ," she nodded.
"Mum... My heart hurts," he cried out.
Mrs Feng sighed and hugged him to her bosom. "Leave us," she ordered the man.
"Yes, madam," he bowed and took his leave before shutting the door behind him.
"Yisheng. Listen to . You have to forget about her. You have to forget Bai Ming. I know she hurt you but you can't go on like this," she said while sliding her hand down his hair.
"I loved her mum. Yet she took for a fool. I'm so stupid. There were signs but I ignored them. I should have known all along."
"I know. I know. Mummy is here now. You can cry all you want. Don't keep it in. Let it out."
Feng Yisheng cried his heart out. He felt love. He felt she was the right one for him. But all that... all that in the news was out of question.
He will never bring himself to love a woman without sche so evil. If he had known she was like that from the start, he would have have distanced himself.
After a long ti of crying and sobbing, Feng Yisheng fell asleep. Mrs Feng called on one of the n and had him put Feng Yisheng on the bed.
She then took care of the bottles by herself and cleaned the room quickly. After that, she got a bowl of water and a small towel.
She used them to clean him up and changed his clothes. She then left to prepare food and a hangover soup for him.
Mrs Feng decided to stay with him till he was better. And so she called her husband to inform him.
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anwhile, Ye Yumi got ready to go and visit her boyfriend, Yang Wenkai. Since it was the weekend and knowing that he is a hobody, she decided to spend more ti with him in his comfort zone.
When they are together, maybe she will even talk to him about the relationship. Yes. It will be the perfect opportunity to do that.
With these thoughts going in un her mind, Ye Yumi stated rummaging throw her walk-in closet for sothing to wear. Since they would be indoor, she wanted to go with comfort.
So she took out a pink coloured crochet top, and a pair of high white denim jeans. She matched them with a cute white fur jacket he had gotten for her and pair of pink heels.
Yeah. Heels are her forte. She preferred them to snickers no matter the outfit. With the clothes picked out, she went over to her jewelry glass shelf.
She picked beautiful jewelry set of white pearl earrings and a wristwatch with pretty bracelets attached to it. Humming a lodious tune, she waltzed into the bathroom.
"I bet Wenkai would surprise by my visit. Better still, he would be happy. I can't wait to see what cute expression he would make," Ye Yumi mumbled to herself.
About an hour later, Ye Yumi was fully dressed. She did a little makeup and then headed out.
~The Yang mansion ~
Ye Yumi arrived speedingly in her black BMW i8 car. She parked in the garage and had just taken a few steps when a certain grown animal ca to welco her.
"Awwn, Chase," she squat to his level and rubbed the dog's fur.
He panted with his tongue out-of-town obviously enjoy the sweet caresses of the beautiful lady. Just as he attempted to show his gratitude by licking her face she stopped him.
"No no no. I did my makeuo for my boyfriend today. I can't let you ruin it, okay?"
Chase made a sad whimper and his ears dropped. He looked sad.
"I'm sorry. I would love to spoil you like every other day but not today. I made all these for your Master's brother. I will treat you next ti," she explained to it.
Just hearing the word treat was enough to uplift Chase's mood. Ye Yumi chuckled and stood up. Without wasting another second, she went into the mansion.
"Well, this ho is quiet," Sge aaid as her eyes looked round.
"It's becuase madam and second young master are not at ho," the butler inford her.
"Oh. Good afternoon," She smiled at the middle aged man.
"Good afternoon, young miss Ye."
"Yang Wenkai is ho right?"
"Yes, Miss. He is in his room."
"Alright. I shall go and et him. Bye."
Ye Yumi rushed up the stairs. She was so excited to see him. Fixing her appearance one last ti, she walked slowly to the door.
On getting there, she heard muffled groans coming from his room. Her eyes widened at the sight she saw from the slightly opened door.
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