Don't Act Naive: You Are Already Mine 2 I'm Cheng Jia!

In one of the apartments in Beijing, a lady with her eyegla.s.ses on is standing weary for her sister who has vomited several times already. Everytime her sister vomits she would run to her wanting to cry.

Her sister stood up, weakly after flus.h.i.+ng down the bowl. She almost fell down if Jia is not quick enough to catch her. She carried her in the sofa and lay her there slowly. Jia looked at her poor big sister pitifully.

"Big sister Jian are you okay? What am I going to do with you? Shall I bring you to the hospital?"

Jian shook her head showing a weak smile.

"Silly girl. This is only a hangover. I would be fine soon."

"But sister Jian I think you will be dehydrated if you continued to puke like that."

"Aiyo! My little sister is getting paranoid again. I'd be fine later. I just need my hangover soup and a little rest," she added to avert her sister's attention to something else, "Don't you have work?"

Jia looked at her watch before cursing, "s.h.i.+t! I'm late!" She gathered her things and put it in her bag.

Jian shook her head, "That's what you get for being a paranoid sister."

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

"Cheng Jian! Where are you now?! I need your a.s.s on the set now! "

The voice on the other line spoke, angrily the moment she answered her phone. Jian panicked hearing the director's voice.

ChengJia is about to leave when she saw her sister's reaction after she picked up the phone.

"Director, I already sent a message earlier that I won't be able to come because I'm not feeling well."

"No you did not! If you did, how come I did not receive your message or anything at all?"

'That's impossible, I'm sure I sent one.'

Jian put her phone in loudspeaker​ then search for the message that she sent earlier. When she found it, her shoulders slumped like a person who has just lost in a gamble.

"Director, my message failed to send."

"So what if it failed? I need you right now! I need that script that I let you revise, now! Cheng Jian our client is coming over. Why do you have to mess up today?!"

"But director, I really cannot..." Jian did not finish what she ought to say as she run to the bathroom and puke again.

Jia followed her sister and rub her back then she went to grab Jian's phone.

"h.e.l.lo?! ChengJian! h.e.l.lo?"

"Good morning director. I am Cheng Jian's sister, Cheng Jia, she is sick right now. I know you needed her there but she really can't do it. If you would agree, I'll bring the script to you and attend to your needs in lieu of my big sister's absence."

There was a moment of silence before Jia heard a sigh on the other line.

"Fine! Be here before 9:30."

"Yes director. I will."

The call ended just in time when ChengJian came out of the bathroom looking at Jia helplessly. Though she does not want her sister to go in her place, she knew this is the only hope she has to keep her job. She handed the script to her sister and apologize.

"No worries big sis. Let me do this once for you."

"I promise this won't happen again. I will not drink as much as I did yesterday again."

ChengJia just smiled. She then turned her back to leave.

While she was on her way to the set, she messaged her manager to let him know that she won't be able to come to work because of an emergency.

She checked herself in a mirror and decided to pull her hair into a ponytail. She turned her head to the right to see a little boy ogling at her.

She smiled at the boy then the little boy smiled back sheepishly. The boy then tugged her mother's dress.

"Mother when I grow up I will marry that big sister," the boy said to his mother pointing to ChengJia.

Jia was shocked to what the boy said that she only bowed her head to the mother. She then got up and got off from the bus. While she's leaving she heard the mother said to her child.

"Don't ever say nonsense things like that anymore next time. You must have scared the pretty lady."

It's not Jia got scared, it's just that she already have to get off.

It is already 9:18 when she got off and the director said she have to be on the set at 9:30 so she hurriedly run to the set.

'Thank G.o.d I'm not wearing dress today.'

Jia thought as she run to the set clutching the script which is placed inside the envelop.

Meanwhile, in the set the director who was waiting for ChengJia is talking to the president of w.a.n.g Corporation as they were discussing the selection process. Later they were joined by a sophisticated woman on her gray dress.

"w.a.n.g ZhiYong," the woman called as she is approaching.

ZhiYong's looked softened as he turned at her direction wearing a smile. "Grandmother-in-law," he mustered.

He was enveloped in a hug which he returned.

"Madam Lin," the director said bowing lightly.

The woman just smiled on the director and back unto ZhiYong. She looked at him adoringly like that of a grandmother to her grandson, then pat his arms.

"You should live a good life. Don't sulk."

"I do grandma."

"Why do I doubt that? I heard from secretary Yang that you've been working endlessly."

w.a.n.g ZhiYong scratched the back of his head like a child caught doing something wrong then secretly glared at his secretary with a 'I'll-settle-with-your-big-mouth-later' look.

Secretary Yang shook his head in defense but he knew he would face president's wrath later.

"So director, shall we proceed with the selection?" Madam Lin said.

The director look at his watch and sighed.

"Y-yes madam. President w.a.n.g please take your seat over there with madam Lin. I'll just let them prepare the stage as well as the ladies who will have their audition."

ZhiYong is supposed to walk madam Lin when he was rooted in his position as a lady came approaching.

She is wearing a white off shoulder sleeves under her denim jumper shorts. She is clutching a brown envelop in her chest. Her eyes widened with hope and her face is plastered with a contagious smile.

The director is confused as his brows creased. The lady stopped in front of the director, bowing while stretching her hand with the brown envelop she was clutching a while ago.

'Who is this pretty girl?'

Director Min asked himself and as if he had the inkling on who she is, he looked at his watch again.

'What is the name of this lady again?'

"It's already 9:28 lady. You're almost late," he said to the girl while getting the envelope from her, opening and examining whether it's the piece he wanted. ChengJia stood erect looking at his reaction with a hopeful smile and when he was satisfied he just gave her a nod.

Jia clapped her hands in joy and tiptoed while inwardly patting her shoulder for bringing​ the script on time. She adjusted her gla.s.ses and said, "Then director Min, does this mean big sister Jian can keep her job?"

"The day hasn't ended yet. You said you'd be her replacement for the day so you should stay for the rest of the day."

"Yes director! I'd do well in place of big sis."

A cough from the side broke the conversation, making Jia look at president w.a.n.g and madam Lin. Madam Lin gasped and held her chest while the other hand covered her mouth.

Cheng Jia smiled at madam showing of her dimple. ZhiYong scanned her from head to toe.

'This can't be.'

Cheng Jia noticed ZhiYong's intentional stare and she placed her hands across her chest in a protective manner before she bit her lip for seconds and spout, "Pervert!"

"Ms Cheng!" is all director Min have mustered.

ZhiYong grabbed a hold of Cheng Jia's arms, gazed at her eyes in an intimidating manner that made Jia arch backwards.

'I'm dead! I messed up! Sister Jian will kill me for sure,' Jia thought to herself while peeking at the man who holds her arms.

'I think I offended a client. Sorry big sis. I'm so stupid.'

"Remove your gla.s.ses."

The man ordered Cheng Jia which she complied obediently, afraid to offend him even more. Everything is blurry without her gla.s.ses.

"Mister, I can't see clearly without my gla.s.ses," Jia said and not waiting for a reply from ZhiYong, she wore her gla.s.ses on. She blinked several times to see that the man is still staring at her. She bit her lower lip for not knowing what to do or say as she blushed.

'Oh my! Why is this handsome man looking at me like a specimen in a microscope? Self-control Cheng Jia. Self-control!'

"Lin XinYi? XinYi is that you?"

'What name did he call me? Is this man crazy? Who is this a.s.shole anyway? Seems like he is hallucinating. Is he high? He doesn't look crazy or something with that handsome face.'

Cheng Jia shook her head vigorously, "Excuse me mister, I think you've mistaken me for someone," she was able to escape from his hold, stepped back a little and continued, "Hi! I'm Cheng Jia!" she introduced herself emphasizing her name.

ZhiYong looked disappointed as he heard Jia introduced herself.

"I'm sorry Ms. Cheng," madam Lin held one of Jia's hand, "My grandson had mistaken you as his wife, isn't that right ZhiYong?" she turned to ZhiYong and he just nodded putting his hand on his pocket which he brawled into a fist.

"Madam Lin I'm sorry. Ms. Cheng here is just a replacement for her sister's absence that's why she doesn't know anyone in here. Please forgive her impoliteness," the director b.u.t.t-in looking at Jia as if saying that she must apologize too.

Getting the meaning of the director's gaze, Cheng Jia said, "I'm sorry madam and mister, I am just taken aback. It's my fault. I'm sorry."

Madam Lin just nodded and smiled. She then tugged ZhiYong towards their seat and pat his shoulder to console him when she in the other hand is calming herself.

"Ms. Cheng Jia, this is the first and last warning. If you make any more mistake, I'll make sure that your big sister won't be able to work again."

"Yes director. I understand."

"Aiyo! I don't understand how you are mistaken as the Lin Corporation's heiress. Anyway, distance yourself from president and madam while you're here. Understand?!"

"I will director."

Director Min jus nodded and motioned her to follow him. Cheng Jia scratched the back of her head still confuse but she didn't ask any questions anymore. She hugged herself as if she's cold.

'Why did it become cold all of a sudden?'

Unknowingly, ZhiYong watched her with a suspicious and cold look as she followed the director.

'How come? This is impossible!'