Chapter 95 (1/2)

'Eat,' Hao Yan Che said.

'Wow,' Yuan Gun Gun said. 'There are dumplings, buns, tripe, ribs and prawn rolls. Aunty Chen is the best. She made all my favorite dishes.'

Hao Yan Che smiled at the way Yuan Gun Gun forgot all her grievances at the sight of food. He was happy to have Yuan Gun Gun in his life, and asked himself if it was a symptom of love.

Three blissful months later, Hao Yan Che escorted Yuan Gun Gun to the car after a work day.

'Che, where are you taking me?' Yuan Gun Gun asked.

'Somewhere to torture you,' Hao Yan Che said.

'Why?' Yuan Gun Gun asked.

'No reason,' Hao Yan Che said.

During the car trip Yuan Gun Gun was too anxious to talk.

'We're here,' Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun refused to get out of the car.

'I'm sorry,' Yuan Gun Gun said. 'I won't eat junk food again.'

Hao Yan Che held the gullible Yuan Gun Gun's hand and led her inside the boutique.

'Mr Hao,' the shop assistants greeted.

'Um,' Hao Yan Che said. 'She's all yours.'

'Yes Mr Hao,' the shop assistants said.

Yuan Gun Gun clutched onto Hao Yan Che's arm.

'Young master, don't make me suffer,' Yuan Gun Gun pleaded.

'I'll wait for you outside,' Hao Yan Che said.

The three beautiful shop assistants took Yuan Gun Gun to a private room.

Three hours later, a blushing Yuan Gun Gun stepped out of the private room.