Siren Song 35 Paradise Ii

To see a reaction like that he'd buy her a million dresses. "It suits you perfectly." He stood brus.h.i.+ng a wisp of hair behind one of her ears.

Chang blushed at looked at her bare feet, he was simply too much for her poor heart at times! Gazing down at her with such a beautiful smile and the look in his eyes, it almost fell like her soul got sucked away.

All of a sudden there was a knocking at the door, which Jian strode over to answer.

"Ah. Chang come see who is here."

Curious she strode over, who could it be?

A graceful slender beauty who only came up to Chang's shoulder stood in the doorway. Her fine black hair was tied into a tight bun, she wore a pair of semi-rimless gla.s.ses, and a charcoal grey pantsuit. The woman was all business without appearing robotic. It was Hao Jin Ying, Jian's secretary.

It had been so long since she had last seen her and Chang was delighted, she had always really like Jin Ying. "Jin Ying!" she exclaimed before squeezing the woman into a tight hug. The woman laughed and gave Chang a hug back, it had taken her awhile to get used to Chang's openly friendly nature. "Shouldn't you be in Shanghai? what are you doing here in San Francisco? Not that I'm complaining, it's so good to see you again! When did you get here?"

Seeing as his poor secretary was bombarded by Chang without being able to get a word in edgewise Liang Jian Amal decided to intervene. Well who was he kidding he couldn't stand the fact that his wife was clinging to another. Glowering at his secretary he reached forward and grabbed one of Chang's wrist. Hao Jin Ying felt the intimidating aura radiating off of her boss and unconsciously stepped back. As she stepped back suddenly Chang went off balance, and felt a pull on one of her wrists, the room spun and she found herself with a graceful of Jian's chest. Jian had changed into a crisp white s.h.i.+rt, and she could smell the starch on it as well, as his musky manly smell mixed with a little bit of his cologne. It was entirely too sudden and too much for her.

"Jian you beast, let me go!"

Hao Jin Ying blanched hearing her boss called a beast. It might be best if she came back later or waited at the hospital.. She then saw her boss bend down and start kissing her feisty lady boss. 'Ah my eyes, please have mercy!' Hao Jin Ying turned her head away, she wanted to leave but had been summoned by her boss.

"Is everything set for us to leave." Hao Jin Ying heard her boss's voice from over her shoulder. She turned back around hearing him discuss business.

"Yes sir, everything is set up for departure."

"Mm good." Liang Jian Amal looked down at the woman who looked like she was melting in his arms. "Put your shoes on.. or would you prefer I carry you?"

Chang steadied herself and slipped on her flats from yesterday, she quickly went back and grabbed her clothes from yesterday and stuffed them in the bag the pajamas and dress had been in. Once sweeping through the room like a whirlwind she went out in the hall with Hao Jin Ying.

Liang Jian Amal chuckled seeing her fl.u.s.tered reaction, she always painted his world brightly with her animation. Everything she did livened up his life. Grabbing his phone and jacket from yesterday he closed the door and headed to the hospital with the two women.

As they left the building and headed to the vehicle Hao Jin Ying had driven to there, Hao Jin Ying and Chang chatted. Hao Jin Ying told her that she had been in San Francisco for the last 8 months on specialty business for the boss. She was here to accompany them on the journey, in particular Chang and her mother.

'Bizarre. Why would we need Jian's secretary to go with us?' Chang wondered to herself.

Chang sat in the backseat with Jian, while Jin Ying drove them to the hospital. Looking out of the corner of her eye at Jian, she wondered about the secretiveness surrounding her, 'how much is he keeping from me, and what about?' She vowed to be patient for now, she would know it all soon enough.

Once arriving at the hospital, Hao Yin Jing went to the discharge receptionist to pay the bill for Li Hua Dumont, while Chang and Jian went to retrieve her. Jian grabbed a wheelchair along the way to her room. Chang knocked on the door and heard a crisp clear

"Come in!" from inside.

Inside the room her mother sat on the edge of the bed, clear eyed looking eager to leave. Someone had already brought her a change of clothes or she had some, as she was no longer in a hospital gown. Li Hua wore a pale blue, almost white silk cheongsam s.h.i.+rt with a dark navy blue lining and stenciling, with a dark navy blue skirt that reached her ankles. Her hair neatly braided over one shoulder. Li Hua was elegant and poised, looking as if she had been born a n.o.blewoman, instead of a second generation shopkeeper. She stood to leave and saw the wheelchair, "I will not be needing that." She turned her head away proudly.

"Mom, please, just for us, you're just being discharged, don't wear yourself out."

"I'm only here because of a worrywart, I'm fine," Li Hua looked pointedly at Jian, " but if it puts your mind to more important things." Li Hua sat down smoothly into the wheelchair with a smirk at her daughter, enunciating her point.