mistress

"I... I was wrong!" Wan Qing was so anxious she was about to cry. "Can I leave first?"

"You can't leave," he said firmly.

Wan Qing was confused about why he said that, but just then, the secretary patched through another call: "President, Miss Ding is here."

She froze, staring at the door, trembling like a leaf in the wind.

Mu Tianyang spoke to the secretary, "Let her in." Hanging up, he pointed to the side. "That's the lounge. Go there."

The doorknob had already started to turn, and Wan Qing bolted toward the lounge without looking back.

Ding Caiyan walked in with a radiant smile but froze momentarily when she saw the back of a woman running into the lounge. Her smile stiffened for three seconds before she regained composure and walked up to Mu Tianyang with a soft smile. "President Mu~"

"Just call me Tianyang," Mu Tianyang stood and wrapped his arm around her waist. "I thought you forgot about our date."

"How could I?" Ding Caiyan beamed with joy, leaning fully into him. No matter who the woman in the lounge was, Mu Tianyang was holding her now, which made her the victor. Perhaps the woman in the lounge was Zhao Meina, who had often dated Mu Tianyang before. Judging by the current situation, Zhao Meina must have fallen out of favor. Otherwise, Mu Tianyang could have refused to see her.

Ding Caiyan had long wanted to get closer to Mu Tianyang, but he had never shown any interest in her before. Last night, she attended a banquet knowing he'd be there and had dressed to perfection. Finally, she managed to catch his attention. After the banquet, he didn't escort Zhao Meina home; instead, he took her. That's when she knew her chance had come.

He had mentioned taking her to lunch but didn't specify when. Seizing the moment, she showed up at his office today. If he saw her, it would be ideal; if not, she'd keep trying. As for the other woman who arrived earlier, she decided to pretend she hadn't seen her. After all, that woman was just one of many in his life, with no solid standing. She wasn't foolish enough to create a scene over jealousy.

Perhaps Zhao Meina was upset about last night. Hmph! Her goal was to become Mrs. Mu, and she wasn't going to be so shortsighted!

Of course, she was only this indifferent because she hadn't recognized that the woman was Wan Qing. If she had, who knows how upset she would have been?

After some intimate moments, Mu Tianyang suggested, "Shall we go have lunch?"

"Sure!" Ding Caiyan replied cheerfully.

The two left the office hand in hand. Inside the lounge, Wan Qing was stiff and unmoving. She sat on the floor, hugging her knees, lost in thought: Were Mu Tianyang and Caiyan… dating?

She should have guessed it. A man like him was never short on girlfriends. But she hadn't expected it to be Caiyan.

And as for herself, no matter how much she hated it, her current status was nothing more than that of a reviled mistress. If Caiyan found out, she'd probably kill her, wouldn't she?

Wan Qing stayed crouched for a long time until she heard someone knocking on the door behind her. Startled, she thought Mu Tianyang had returned. She stood up and opened the door to find his secretary smiling at her. "Mr. Sun asked me to get you. He's waiting outside."

"Mr. Sun?"

"Ah Cheng."

"Oh." So Ah Cheng's surname was Sun…

She walked out of the office and saw Ah Cheng. He said, "The boss told me to take you home."

"Okay."

"He said you could grab lunch outside first."

"No need. I'll eat at home," she replied softly.