The voice, with an undeniable assertiveness, and a hint of impatience flickered across his handsome features.
Fei Shi Ming, acting as if she knew Zhan Mo Han well, quickly waved at Wei Yu Meng and Mu Lin Jing.
"You two stop angering President Zhan and sit down."
Mu Lin Jing tugged at Wei Yu Meng. "Let's sit down, or we'll offend President Zhan again later."
Wei Yu Meng wasn't afraid of offending Zhan Mo Han; she already had. She was just worried about implicating Mu Lin Jing.
Fine, she'd make the best of it. Judging by Fei Shi Ming's demeanor, they wouldn't be allowed to leave anyway. At worst, she'd stay silent, eat, and leave.
After sitting down, Fei Shi Ming asked the waiter to bring two more sets of cutlery.
Fei Shi Ming gestured, "Order whatever else you'd like to eat. Don't be shy, President Zhan and I will pay."
Mu Lin Jing politely shook her head. "It's alright, Director Fei. There are already enough dishes."
"That won't do. We have a lot of work to do this afternoon, so you should eat more. These are all President Zhan's favorites, and I didn't expect to run into you. We should order a few more things."
Fei Shi Ming picked up the menu and handed it to Mu Lin Jing and Wei Yu Meng.
Mu Lin Jing exclaimed in surprise, "President Zhan likes what? Director Fei knows it all! Then you and President Zhan, aren't you..."
"Don't say it. If word gets back to our colleagues at the company, they might not be able to focus on their work properly."
As Fei Shi Ming said this, a shy smile played on her lips. To Wei Yu Meng and Mu Lin Jing, she clearly seemed embarrassed to admit it.
Mu Lin Jing didn't dare to ask further, only sighing.
"President Zhan and Director Fei's relationship is truly enviable."
As she ordered, she chose a boiled fish and asked Wei Yu Meng for her opinion.
"Yu Meng, how about we order a boiled fish?"
Wei Yu Meng was distracted. "I'm fine with anything."
"Then..."
"Pickled fish," Zhan Mo Han said suddenly from across the table, putting down his chopsticks and raising his eyes.
Mu Lin Jing looked confused. "President Zhan, we don't like pickled fish."
"She likes it." Zhan Mo Han's gaze fixed on Wei Yu Meng's face.
The atmosphere at the table grew tense again. Mu Lin Jing looked at Zhan Mo Han, then at Wei Yu Meng, sensing something.
Fei Shi Ming's face was anything but pleasant; she couldn't even force a smile.
What did Mo Han Ge Ge mean by this? Was he trying to embarrass her in front of her subordinates?
Was he so afraid that others wouldn't know he had something going on with Wei Yu Meng?
Mu Lin Jing didn't know what else to order. She held the menu.
"Yu Meng..."
Wei Yu Meng smiled faintly at Mu Lin Jing. "Let's have boiled fish."
"But President Zhan said you..."
"How could President Zhan possibly know what I like? He probably mistook me for someone else," Wei Yu Meng said with a self-deprecating laugh.
Fei Shi Ming suddenly spoke up, "Then let's have one portion of boiled fish and one portion of pickled fish. That way, you can have whichever you prefer."
Mu Lin Jing nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes, Director Fei is so smart."
After ordering, Wei Yu Meng silently picked up her water glass and continued to drink, not even glancing at Zhan Mo Han. This made his already unpleasant mood even worse.
The restaurant was too busy, and they had to wait twenty minutes for the food. She had drunk too much water.
"I'm going to the restroom."
Mu Lin Jing grabbed Wei Yu Meng's arm. "I'll go with you."
"I'm not a child. I can find my way. You stay here and chat with Director Fei and President Zhan for a bit."
Wei Yu Meng patted Mu Lin Jing's shoulder and then got up to leave.
After a trip to the restroom, before she could even dry her hands, she felt a strong gust of wind brush past her face. She was thrown against the wall, and a sharp pain shot through her back, making her wince.
But before she could recover, a torrential kiss overwhelmed her, making it hard to breathe.
Wei Yu Meng knew it was him, but she had no idea where this immense anger came from. She opened her mouth and bit his tongue. The taste of blood spread between their mouths. Zhan Mo Han, in pain, released her, his eyes even more piercing.
He raised a fingertip and let it brush across his lips, a gesture that held a hint of devilish charm.
"What, you're resisting even a touch from me now?"
Wei Yu Meng turned her face away, but Zhan Mo Han held her captive. Otherwise, she would have run away.
She remembered how affectionate he had been with Fei Shi Ming earlier, how considerate he was, knowing even what Zhan Mo Han liked to eat. To her and Mu Lin Jing, it looked like a public display of affection.
In a flash, how could he so righteously touch her?
She felt disgusted.
"Aren't you afraid Director Fei will see you when she comes looking? You'll have to appease her again, won't you? That must be tiring."
Wei Yu Meng's last words were spoken with utter contempt in her gaze as she looked at Zhan Mo Han.
Zhan Mo Han's handsome eyebrows were fixed on the woman before him. After a moment, he smiled charmingly.
"Jealous?"
Wei Yu Meng shrugged and sneered. "What's there to be jealous of? You and I have always been outwardly harmonious but inwardly estranged, merely a nominal couple."
If there was jealousy to be had, all the women who liked him could be jealous, but it wasn't her turn.
Besides, would jealousy do any good?
His fingertips suddenly grasped her chin. His eyes, tinged with red, gazed at her, and he pulled at the corner of his lips coldly.
"Then don't act like the whole world owes you something."
Wei Yu Meng felt indignant. Why was he the one who was wrong, yet he questioned her so righteously? He had wronged her, and now he had the nerve to be angry?
She stiffened her neck, stubbornly staring at the angry man before her.
"My emotions can actually affect you, Mr. Zhan. What an honor that is for me."
"Wei Yu Meng, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
One refused to yield, the other refused to back down. They remained locked in this stalemate, speaking the most hurtful and damaging words, as if only then would they feel better.
But would they truly? Perhaps only they themselves knew for sure.
Fei Shi Ming came out to look for Zhan Mo Han because he had been gone for too long, and Wei Yu Meng hadn't returned. Mu Lin Jing didn't know their relationship, but she was well aware of it.
However, she saw Zhan Mo Han pinning Wei Yu Meng against the wall in the corridor. The two of them were extremely close. Fei Shi Ming's beautiful face contorted. He seemed indifferent to her on the surface, but he couldn't help but pay attention to the other woman, even chasing her to the restroom.
Was this the proud and aloof man she knew, who was never moved by anything? Ever since this Wei Yu Meng appeared, he had changed completely.
She loosened her clenched fist, suppressed the anger on her face, and called out.
"Mo Han Ge Ge..."
Both of them heard Fei Shi Ming's voice. Wei Yu Meng, flustered, quickly pushed Zhan Mo Han away and walked past Fei Shi Ming.
Zhan Mo Han straightened his clothes and walked to Fei Shi Ming expressionlessly.
"Let's go."
"Mo Han Ge Ge, she..."
"Shi Ming, we know how to handle our marital affairs."
This was him completely shutting her out, not wanting her to interfere further. He wasn't blind to everything Fei Shi Ming had done just now, all for show to Wei Yu Meng.
He had gone along with it simply to see how much weight he carried in that woman's eyes.
Wei Yu Meng returned to the main hall, her expression flustered. Mu Lin Jing noticed her pale face.
"Why did you take so long?"
"Nothing, I just felt a bit unwell. Let's go."
Saying this, Wei Yu Meng pulled Mu Lin Jing towards the exit. Mu Lin Jing pointed to Zhan Mo Han and Fei Shi Ming behind them.
"But President Zhan and Director Fei..."
Before she could finish, Wei Yu Meng had already dragged her out.
Fei Shi Ming watched Wei Yu Meng and Mu Lin Jing's receding figures, her face a mask of sadness and building rage. However, soon, she would witness a good show.
Only when they were on the street did Wei Yu Meng feel the air become fresher. It had been so stifling inside that she could barely breathe.
Mu Lin Jing was about to ask for an explanation when Wei Yu Meng's phone rang. She slid to answer it and heard an urgent voice on the other end.
"Is this Ms. Wei? Your mother has had a sudden heart attack and is in critical condition. Please come immediately."