Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Chapter 249 Not Important

Hearing the impatience in her tone, Shi Wenqian hurried to answer.

"I was calling because of Old Lady Fang's birthday party. How did it go?"

'Are you kidding me?'

Zhang Xiaoling's brows drew close together as the corners of her lips turned downwards. Was this the reason she had been disturbing her with calls all along?

"Mum, are you serious? Is this why you are calling?" She asked, not forgetting to portray the disbelief in her tone.

"Why? What is wrong with it? Your father did not allow me to attend such a high class party, of course I would be curious about it since you went for it." Shi Wenqian said shamelessly.

She never thought about her actions being stupid and uncalled for. How could she be acting like a kindergarten kid just for an information like this?

Also, she knew the kind of relationship she had with her daughter and that her actions would be irritating, but she did not care.

She was only after what she wanted.

Unable to spend a moment longer on a call with her, Zhang Liling replied.

"There is absolutely no need for this call. You have attended a few birthday parties, you should no how it goes, or are you hoping for a change. Mum, if there is nothing else, I would end the call now."

"Wait!" Seeing that her daughter was angry, Shi Wenqian hurriedly stopped her with a tinge of urgency in her tone.

"Why are you in a hurry? There are two more reasons I called."

Zhang Xiaoling rolled her eyes. "And what are they?" She asked impatiently.

Seeing that she was able to buy more time, Shi Wenqian's nerves relaxed a bit. Without wasting time, she began to speak.

"Do you know if Fang Bingwen has any unmarried cousin that your brother Mingyu can marry as a second option?"

Releasing a soft sigh, she continued. "I want to see if I can cook up something before his official wedding announcement. It would be good if we can connect with the Fang family through his marriage since yours did not work out because of Renshu."

"And what makes you think that Mingyu will be able to marry any member of the Fang family when Father is here?!" Zhang Xiaoling queried in a tone higher.

It almost felt like she was scolding her mother at the same time.

Her plans just reminded about what her eyes saw the previous night. Zhang Liling was dating Fang Bingwen, and the Fang family seemed to be fine with it.

Why was her case different?? When she was interested in Mr. Fang, her stepfather made sure to destroy her thoughts before it could even get to the next level.

But here was Zhang Liling, receiving the stars plucked directly from the sky. How fortunate.

But wait, her mother surely did not know that Zhang Liling was back and not just that, she was also having a relationship with a very important member of the Fang Family.

How would she react if she just dropped this bomb to her?

"I was just thinking... Anyway, forget it. I will just let out have a close relatiionship through business." Shi Wenqian said, immediately dismissing her previous plans.

How could she forget the kind of husband she has at home? The man would never let then be gave relations with the Fang family through marriage.

Before, he did not accept it, and he wouldn't change his mind, not now that he was preparing for Zhang Mingyu to settle down maritally.

"It's good that you know." Zhang Xiaoling scoffed and threw her face to the side.

Shi Wenqian's heavy breath let out into the phone as she walked away from the little bustling noise of the servants moving things.

While conversing with her, she had made sure to reduce her tone so that no one would hear the content of their discussion.

Fortunately, all the servants were under her, but that did not mean that she would be so open about her affairs and plans.

Who knew which of them might bring news to Zhang Renshu.

Still having something else to say, she took some steps away from the sitting room, and went to the terrace where it was calm.

Being sure that no servant was clsoe, she continued.

"Xiaoling, when will you come back? I wanted to talk to you about the company."

"What happened with the company, what do you want to know? I thought that Mingyu is there to tell you everything." Zhang Xiaoling said as she blew on her nails.

She didn't bother trying to pretend and hide her emotions because none of it would help.

It wouldn't make her mother stop the big plans she had for her brother and focus on her.

"I don't want to ask any question. I was looking for a way to see if we can persuade your father to make your brother the President of Zhang Corp instead of the Vice-president like he planned after the wedding." Shi Wenqian revealed.

The woman had gotten so greedy that she was aiming for a position way higher than her.

It was already a good thing that Zhang Renshu was planning on letting Mingyu to take on the vice-president position after only working in the company for a year.

What kind of company promotes people like that even if they were in a hurry to name a successor?

Shi Wenqian was surely blinded by greed and Zhang Xiaoling couldn't have agreed more than this.

Zhang Xiaoling was not even talking about the attention her mother was not giving to her, but at how greedy she was.

And with that anger, she didn't hold back any longer in rebuking her.

"Mother let me tell you, everything you have talked about till now is not important. Next time before you call my line, make sure the matter is very important."

Not giving her the chance to retaliate, she ended the call after adding a few more rules.

"If you call twice and I don't answer, leave me a text. Don't ever call me more than twice."

Zhang Xiaoling was so furious that she pushed back the thought of revealing Zhang Liling's matters to her.

Now, she would just let her find out things at the appointed time.

Seeing that her daughter had ended the call without giving her a chance to speak, Shi Wenqian was so shocked.

"Why is she angry and even venting it on me?" She mumbled to herself as she let out a shallowed breathing.

Her fingers continuously tapping on her phone screen as her brows creased.