THE CEO's LOVE 125 Mission

With a matching pace he went over to the single couch and sat down. Jiuwen wished she could slap him so his brain would reset. She was matching towards Xueyan with him but now he cornered.

"Zhaolin, why are you sitting alone?" Jiuwen went and sat at Xueyan left side then motioned for Zhaolin to sit at the right.

Xueyan peeked at Zhaolin then back at Jiuwen. "What are you doing?" She mumbled, a whisper.

Jiuwen wanted to laugh, Xueyan wasn't dumb. "Trying to get you two together," Jiuwen whispered into her ear.

Now Xueyan regretted coming here. She should have never come. Worst part, that Jiuwen truly meant everything she was saying. How does she keep supporting Zhaolin? Xueyan facepalmed.

Zhaolin didn't want to push it farther than he had gone. Xueyan wasn't comfortable here and he wouldn't add to it. "It's okay,"

"Says who?" Jiuwen glared at him. When Xueyan turned to look at her she switched instantly and smiled brightly. "I mean the food is right in front of Xueyan, and..." She purposely dragged the table away from Zhaolin. "Your hands are not long enough."

"Jiu, just let him be." Xueyan grabbed Jiuwen's hand. 

"No, no." Luck was on her side today. She would put it into full use. She thought about s.h.i.+ya's c.o.c.ky face. She will be so shocked when I'm done with her. Using her tricky way she got into the family, now it was time to send her back to her supposed position.

"I said I wasn't hungry, you forced me to come eat. Now you're forcing me to change my sitting position." Zhaolin frowned. "I've more works to complete, so you can eat with Xue..."

"Xue?" Jiuwen pretended to be surprised. "That sounds so intimate." She then started giggling. "Zhao, I never knew you were so sweet."

Xueyan wished she could block her ears.

Even Zhaolin was surprised. As an awkward smile hung on his face. And when he thought she would stop.

"Xueyan did you know my little brother never had another woman after you disappeared?" She was grinning. What's wrong with these two? They aren't helping. They can't even confess when it's obvious they are still in love. She ignored the glares they were throwing at her. "After you disappeared, I personally went to find you but there was no way. It was like you left the earth. My little brother got sick, maybe because he missed you a lot. Even till today I don't know why he suddenly got sick..."

"Feng Jiuwen," Zhaolin tried not to raise his voice.

"What?" Jiuwen asked. "You don't like talking about it, but... Wait, you didn't tell her you were hospitalized?" She then looked towards Xueyan. "He didn't?"

She went on by answering. "He really didn't. After the party, the next day he was rushed to the hospital. After a..." She made a thinking face. "A week I think, he was taken back home. Father was scared of sending him abroad to study. So they hired teachers to teach him at home, two years later, he went..." She chuckled. "Forget that. He was hospitalized for two years straight overseas... After his treatment, he returned to the country."

"Who asked you all these?" Zhaolin inquired. "Jiuwen, you weren't in the country so?"

"Hahaha." Jiuwen laughed. "I'm just smart."

Xueyan didn't know what to say. She was even more surprised. How did it all happen? What happened to him, that made him hospitalized for two years? n.o.body knew about it. Maybe the family had kept it a secret. She had thought, she was the only one that her life was turned upside down. Never would she have thought he was in a pool of mess himself.

She imagined what it will be like to be hospitalized. Still here he was kicking hard. He must have gone through a lot... She took a brief look at him. That calm look... Is he still sick? How's he doing now? 

She really wanted to know that much. She recalled him asking what she had been up to. She never bothered to ask him what he had been up to himself.

Zhaolin happened to turn and their eyes met, that pitch black pupils had a lot hidden within them. And reminded him of someone. His lips curved and she immediately looked away.

Jiuwen excitedly watched the two. Zhaolin was so bad at wooing Xueyan, he needed help and that she will offer.

"When he came back, father handed the company to him... And you see, he's doing great." Jiuwen face bloomed with a smile. "Isn't he cool?" 

 There was a long silence. But it was soon broken by a ringing phone.

Jiuwen and Xueyan looked towards Zhaolin, he searched his jacket pocket and found it.

The soft look on his face disappeared. Why would she be calling at such a wrong time? 

"If you have work to attend to, it's fine." Xueyan said.

"It's not work. More like a pest." Jiuwen snorted. "Don't pick. A pain in the neck."

Xueyan was left wondering what Jiu was talking about.

Zhaolin put the phone away.

"Xueyan, I urge you to forgive my little brother. Forgive him for not able to find you earlier. He wasn't quite alright himself." She motioned for Zhaolin to say something. He simply looked away.

"It's alright. It's all in the past..."

"He still likes you though," Jiuwen really wanted to have a good result.

"..."

"..."

"Yes, believe me." 

"Alright. I believe you,"

"Now, what does that mean? A new..."

"Feng Jiuwen!" The voice boomed from the door, it was Riuwen. His expression grim. What is wrong with this sister of his? He walked over and pulled her from the couch. "Let's go,"

She tried to shrug his hand off but he was holding too tight. "Riu, you're forgetting I'm a woman." 

"Oh are you?" He snorted and dragged her out of the room.

"And Xueyan, he doesn't like Xiao s.h.i.+ mmm...mhm..." Riuwen quickly covered her mouth. He entered the elevator and pressed the number 1 b.u.t.ton. "Riuwen what's wrong with you? I was trying to bring those two back together." She eyed him.

"Are you that dumb? Zhaolin is married."

"Married my a.s.s. That chameleon... She doesn't deserve Zhaolin."

Riuwen then folded his hands. "Why do you dislike Miss Xiao so much? Is there something you know?" 

"Hahaha," Jiuwen started laughing. "No no. Nothing like that."

"I don't believe that... There's more to this."

"I went to the hotel recently and father is suggesting you find a woman suitable for marriage soon,"

"Purposely diverting my attention. Jiu? What is it?" He turned her to face him. "Tell me."

"Tell you what? There's nothing to tell. I just don't like her and you know it. What again can I actually know? Stop imagining things." She slapped his hands away. 

He wished he could believe that... But there was more way to find out. "Stop interfering in their matter. Let Zhaolin handle it."

She hissed. "Well he can't. He might be smart but not enough to woo a woman. You two fall under the same group."

Riuwen was flaggerbasted. "How are you so sure I can't woo a woman?"

There was a swift change in the atmosphere. "Can you?" Her smile widening. "Tell me who she is,"

He smiled back , then flicked her forehead. "Dumbo."

"I knew it," she stopped smiling. "I'm your saving grace. But first I need to save Zhaolin."

"You think she'd want to be with a married man?" His face dulled. "Even if she loves him, no girl would want to be with a married man... She would want him all to herself."

"Hey, hey. You sound like your heart was broken." Jiuwen tilted her head. "She left you and got married?"

"No."

"Then you left her?"

"No."

"Then what?" She was so eager to know. 

"I really never did. I'm serious." The elevator beeped and she watched him sigh.

Meanwhile back inside Zhaolin's office.

Xueyan was trapped in between the wall and the man. His left hand against the wall and the right holding her waist.

"Zhaolin please stop," she pleaded.

"No one's coming,"

"Are you sick?" She asked. "Oh yes you're."

He smiled. "You really shouldn't go around dressed this sultry,"

Xueyan looked down at her self. "Now it's my cloth?"

How did they even get here?

Zhaolin was actually bolder after Jiuwen had left. He came to sit close to her. He started by asking about the drama shoots. And then moved to another angle, "What's your relations.h.i.+p with Xiujun?"

The way he had reffered to him, it was like they knew each other. "Xiujun? Do you know each other in person?"

He didn't answer directly. "He's a celebrity, his cars are usually purchased from the Four Wheels. Do what's your relations.h.i.+p like?"

She rolled her eyes. "Mutual. And you're not in position to ask."

There was a drop in the air. "It's obvious he's aiming for something else."