23 GUNS? (1/2)
I walked out the front of the office door at exactly 4pm and saw Zhang Yong leaning on his red sports car while looking at me. Flowers were all around him blooming in the fields nearby and the fresh scent of lavender was in the air. The scenery was truly breath-taking. Earlier my heart would've fluttered and maybe even stopped by him just looking at me. But not anymore. Which felt like a real accomplishment.
Proceeding with the plan I stayed in one place not moving from the entrance of the building. Waiting for him to react and of course he did. Especially with his horrid temper.
He charged towards me and grabbed my wrist while dragging me back to his car. And of course I didn't refuse. I looked down at the stone under me waiting and waiting...
Then finally I felt a sharp pain on my other wrist and looked back instinctively. Liu Wei was standing there cool with one hand in his pocket and the other reached out and on my wrist. His black unwrinkled suit made him have more of a deadly vibe than he usually did. It was charming and also a bit scary. Even for me who's constantly around him. A slight breeze came in and I shivered while looking at him.
He made his voice deeper than it usually was. Zhang Yong wouldn't have been able to tell of course. No one but me would. Because despite the fact that he talks pretty often around me. It really hard to hear him say a word otherwise. Sometimes meetings would go with him yelling which isn't his normal voice or him nodding his head. And therefore not many people would know what he sounds like. But it didn't make him sound weird. It again intensified his dark aura.
He planned it.
”What would you think your doing with my wife?”
Zhang Yong responded with an immediate glare and a loud scuff.
”Your wife? Im pretty sure she told you yesterday who she wanted. Plus I think her surname is Zhang not anything else.”
He looked him up and down as if sizing him up then looked him in the eyes and lightly laughed. As if to say you're no match for me. And boy was Liu Wei pissed. And I mean real mad. He has a short temper and it's not hard to make him mad. But for the short time i've known him and all the times i've seen him yell it's never been this bad. The glare in his eyes made it seem as if he could go through steel. But I guess it was understandable since...
First, this man had not only tried to steal me once but twice.