Mama's Princess Is Daddy's Beloved

"Sying, things aren't looking too simple on Li Xue's side. I think we shouldn't plan something without knowing her properly. Diving into the sea without knowing its depths could be dangerous." Da-Xia didn't miss the evil glint in Wen Sying's eyes. And she was truly concerned for her.

Though tampering with the dress or buying someone else's designer was an easily manageable task, she could never take the next coming plan of the woman to be the same. To plan something that big, they should be prepared to take the consequences well. And here, hearing so many ongoing talks about Li Xue's backings, she couldn't dare to be sure to handle effects that could come after.

Wen Sying looked at her manager with some seriousness but then casually broke into a chuckle. "Haha … are you getting fearful of Li Xue now? There is no need to do that. After all, whose support that woman can have? She is just stirring up the news to stay on the headlines. Otherwise, after having an illegitimate child from some trash man, did you think there is a chance of her having something better? She is just bluffing out in those shitty news. Don't bother too much."

"But Sying, still we shouldn't take the risk. What if …?" Knowing well that the woman would not be listening to her, Da-Xia still made a try. And as expected she was rebuked halfway of her words.

"That's enough. You are getting paid to provide me assistance and support, not to blabber about Li Xue for the whole day. Now be silent and let me make the call. I just received the number to reach President Feng" Wen Sying spoke, before dialing the number directly.

The manager couldn't say more. She was irritated with Sying's attitude but there was nothing she could do about it. Shaking her head, she just let it be the way it was. After all, if someone wants death desperately, you can't force them to live.

After dialing the number, soon the call went through and someone picked the call on the other side. Sensing the call being received, Wen Sying didn't wait for another second. Starting the talk herself, she asked with a voice laced with over-excessive elegance.

"Hello, President Feng. Good afternoon! I am …" She spoke but before she could reach anywhere with her words, she was injected politely.

"Sorry, Ma'am. But you aren't talking to President Feng at the moment. Sorry for the inconvenience but could you please tell me who you are?"

Wen Sying's expression changed, getting a bit disappointed. Taking her phone a bit away from her ears, she checked the number once again, before putting it back on her ears to continue with a completely different tone that almost shocked the person on the other side of the call. "What do you mean by I am not talking to President Feng? Isn't this the number to reach President Feng? Who are you?"

"…" There was a silence on the other side of the line as for a moment, no reply came. But after a minute or half, finally, the voice rang softly again, "Ma'am, this is definitely a way to reach President Feng, but you are not talking to President Feng. It's not that easy to reach him until you have an appointment. Right now you have called the reception desk of Feng Internationals."

Wen Sying felt her anger flaring inside. Her fists of one hand clenched tight on the side, while the other clenched tight on the phone. Looking at her losing control like that, Da-Xia was about to ask what happened. But before she could, the woman burst out on her own. "What position do you hold to humiliate me like this? Do you even know who I am? My fiancé has just signed a project with Feng Internationals and …"

Before she could complete giving her threat, she heard some man interrupting the woman on the other side. She paused to hear them talk.

"Who is on the call?" Someone asked and the receptionist instantly replied to the man in her best polite tone.

"Secretary Gao, I am sorry. But there is some woman on the call saying that she wants to talk to President Feng. I asked her about her name and have tried to maintain my best attitude but still, she is accusing me of humiliating her. I don't know how else I should ask her."

Wen Sying's nerves ached to scream when she heard the receptionist saying but just when she could do her will, the voice on the call changed into something cold that almost froze her tongue.

"Hello, may I know who is on the call?" Gao Fan asked coldly. Though attaching 'may' in his words he started politely, except politeness there was everything in those words.

Hearing his voice like that, Wen Sying couldn't help but stutter, losing all her confidence in just a moment. "I … I am Wen S-Sying. Can I talk to President Feng? I need to discuss something really urgent with him. My fiancé Zheng Wenting has signed a project with President Feng and I am sure he would give some face to us, he won't deny this call."

"Our President Feng doesn't know any Zheng Wenting. Furthermore, he has not ever been obligated to give anyone any face." Gao Fan curtly said and then before giving any chance to reply back, he disconnected the call, leaving the woman frozen at the call disconnection beep.

Wen Sying felt embarrassed like no other day. She felt like she was slapped direct on her face and she couldn't even complain about it. But wait, why did something sound amiss between his words?

Did they not sign the project with Zheng Industries?

Nope, she was sure to hear that. Zheng Wenting has saved his company from slipping out only after presenting the project papers signed with Feng Internationals. Then how come President Feng does not know him?

She was baffled and all ignorant to the queries her manager was making on her side regarding the call when suddenly her ringing phone snapped her out of it. Seeing Zheng Wenting calling her, she quickly received the call, only to hear his anger from the other side.

"Sying, why did you call Feng Internationals using my name?"