MY HURT FLOWER(II)

"Yes, it's known to be one of the most powerful antiques! The main reason for many dignitaries participating in this auction is for this bracelet!"

Ria stopped at this point and waited for CheungWei's instructions, but his next set of words surprised her.

"Is it? Great! I'm attending this auction, cancel all my meetings today!

CheungWei declared, holding the invitation. A small undetectable smile formed on his M shaped lips as he anticipated Fenhua's reaction to his gift.

Ria was amazed as she listened. Is she having a hallucination; how weird?! A bona-fide workaholic, who despises any disturbance in his time management, for the first time, has ordered to cancel his meetings. And, that too, for a mere auction! Thinking to remind CheungWei once again, she started.

"But, Wei Zong... today, we have an important meeting foreign br-...!"

Ria froze in fear as soon as her eyes came into contact with CheungWei's icy glare, stopping her rant at once. His eyes stared at her as though looking at a dead person. She gulped..., yes, how dare she foolishly contradict him. Wei Zong words are final in YH. Till now, there was never any personage, be it in the company or entire business industry who, after coming in his way, has ever reached a good end. Breathed deeply, she controlled her trembling heart and made amends.

"I-I'm sorry, Wei Zong! I will right away clear your schedule and make necessary arrangements for the auction!"

Yan CheungWei replied with a stern nod at her shutter. Following which, Ria flashed a polite smile at him and left hurriedly.

Yan Mansion... main hall...

Yan Meilin gulped down her fourth coffee, rambling anxiously.

"What should I do with these two clowns, Auntie? Urgh..., I-I'm really frustrated looking at the mess they made! Both are like Tom and Jerry, ah; fighting with each other or playing hide and seek! As if it's not enough, now Huahua is sad due to CheungWei! Can't they bestow mercy on my poor soul and just confess to each other? It's so stimulating, argghh... !"

"Ppahahahaha!" Wen Zhenzhen broke into a peal of abrupt laughter at Meilin's blubbering cry, causing her face pack to almost fell off. Summer always left her skin oily. So, to avoid damaging her skin, constant cleansing is needed for her face. Hurriedly adjusting her face pack, she shifted further onto the sofa.

"What's this, Auntie? Is my distress a joke to you?" A frown marred on Meilin's forehead, looking at her trying-to-desperately-control her-laugh-aunt.

"S-sorry... Keh-he... so sorry, my dear! I was just... eh, leave it! I understand you, Linlin. Like you, I'm equally angry at those two! Umm... why not go for a shopping spree? Anyways, the Dragon boat festival is around the corner. Plus, it will also make Huahua happy... hitting two birds with one stone! What do you say?" Finally, taking pity on her, Wen Zhenzhen pacified her. Her beady eyes gleamed through the cracks of the face pack as she came up with a brilliant idea.

"Wow, Auntie... muah... you're a life savior! Superb idea... let me just call Huahua, hah! She is with Grandma in the Buddha hall. Looking at her so sad, Grandma said that she will give her a blessing charm!" Meilin sprinted upstairs, throwing the words at Zhenzhen.

After much coaxing, threatening, and dragging, Fenhua finally agreed to shop with them. The trio had their lunch along with Grandma before they started for their shopping spree. Just when they left the Yan Mansion premises, An Roulan, who recently became their regular customer... cough... umm guest came across them. Parking her car, she gracefully walked towards them. Her off-shoulder black body con dress fit snugly to her body, further enhanced her shapely figure. Flicking a stray hair, she flashed a charming smile and greeted them.

"Eh! Meilin Jie, Zhenzhen Aunt, what a pleasant surprise! Are you heading somewhere?"

"Are you blind, you witch? Can't you see we are outside, on our way?" Fenhua grumbled lightly, shooting daggers at Roulan. As early as she saw An Roulan's car, Fenhua's blood boiled, further spoiling her already crappy mood. This is 3rd time in a week that An Roulan visited YM(Yan Mansion). However, this is the first time she came when Yan CheungWei is at the office. Seeing her clinging to CheungWei always grated Fenhua's nerves. Just like her burnt palm, her fragile heart burns with a known yet unknown emotion. What's more, looking at An Roulan's sexy figure fuels her inferiority complex. Despite being more beautiful than An Roulan, whenever CheungWei ignores her while being busy with Roulan in their business talks... she feels lacking!

While Fenhua was lost in her musings, the duo already greeted An Roulan.

"Ah... it's great! I also have plans to shop for the festival! Why not we head to 'An' Mall? Plus, we can also have supper before returning!"

Inquiring their purpose, Roulan shamelessly invited herself. At her request, Yan Meilin and Wen Zhenzhen deliberated as they know Fenhua's dislike towards Roulan.

At their hesitation, An Roulan's eyes flashed in anger. Suppressing her ire, she pestered endlessly.

"Oh, Common Jie! I guarantee that Y'all will enjoy at 'An' Mall! I know all the top designers there."

As Roulan coaxed the duo, she suddenly turned the spearhead towards Fenhua. Hardly concealing the ridicule in her eyes, she said with a taunting smile.

"Besides, Fenhua... you can purchase your clothes at affordable prices!"

***Next chapter coming right up!***