"Xiujun, I don't think she's coming. Let's leave now." Jingtang said.

Xiujun didn't want to leave without seeing her. But maybe she just decided she wouldn't come.

"Hmm," he replied and shot up from his chair and walked towards the exit.

Jingtang following closely behind. The used the dark corridor to get to the door, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention.

Jingtang sent a message to the driver that they were on their way out. So they wouldn't waste any more second here.

s.h.i.+ya's parents were infuriated. She had refused to pick up her call and Zhaolin's line wasn't even going through.

*

The next morning, maybe it was due to her crying all the night, she didn't hear the clock ring.

s.h.i.+ya's eyes parted slowly, she was sitting wretchedly on the floor. Her head and right hand resting on her bed. Her hand ached, her whole body ached. Because of how she had easily fallen asleep, while still crying.

She stood up and went to look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes swollen, her mascara had painted her face in an ugly way. Her eye lids were bloodshot, even her nose was bright pink.

She certainly couldn't go to the office in this condition. She checked the time only to discover it was twenty-eight pa.s.s elevan. How could she sleep that much? And no one bothered to check up on her. It only added to the sadness she was feeling already.

She soaked herself in a hot bathe and closed her eyes. At least she could use today to reflect on her past. 

It was twelve o'clock when she got out of the tub. She rummaged through her wardrobe looking for the best dress. She finally found a sky blue dress put it on, did a heavy makeup on her face to conceal her eyebags.

She wanted to drive herself today, Ru Fangxi had said Xueyan was the new female lead of their upcoming drama. She wondered how some one as low as that could get such role.

Why is she even thinking about Xueyan in the first place? She sighed.

Author: If only you know why Zhaolin has decided not to take a second look at you... Sigh.

She climbed down the stairs and found the head maid waiting. "Should I serve you breakfast?" The woman asked.

"No. I'm fine." No appet.i.te. She walked to the key table but didn't find her favorite car key. She had four cars, all given to her by Zhaolin. He gave her anything she demanded except love, care and attention. She had even gifted one to her mother. Some times she took the cars back to the company for remodeling, he still allowed it. But not just what she really desired. His heart... It can never be hers, she knew that but kept believing he would change his mind.

"You're up so late," a voice said from the sitting room. She strode over and found out it was Jiuwen. Her head was bent, as she read a magazine, the car key was on the table... And her legs, crossed as always. "Did you have nightmares?" Jiuwen looked up, a lingering smile on her face. "Oh my," she slapped the magazine shut. "You really did have a nightmare. What happened to your face? Did a ghost slap you? You sure look out of place." Jiuwen rambled on.

s.h.i.+ya didn't have energy to talk. She ignored Jiuwen taunting comment and reached for the car key.

But Jiuwen slapped her hand away. "What? Are you suddenly mute?" Jiuwen mocked.

"You must be having fun, insulting me." s.h.i.+ya reached for the car key again. Jiuwen s.n.a.t.c.hed it.

"Where are you going? I'll drive you."

"Thanks, but I'd like to drive myself." s.h.i.+ya stretched her palm out.

Jiuwen squinted her eyes at the young lady. Then pa.s.sed her the key... "You didn't go to your father's party, what a child."

s.h.i.+ya ignored her and went out, Jiuwen folded her hands. 

s.h.i.+ya drove straight to the Four Wheels, she got down then looked up at the last floor... The bellboy collected the car, and drove it into the parking lot. Employees bowed at her, but she ignored them. She wasn't in the mood.

When she got to the last floor, she was met with a group of girls gathered together. They were obviously gossiping. That's all women knew how to do. She sighed. They noticed her and bowed.

Without knocking she pushed the door open, he was so focused on the file in his hand. He didn't even look up.

Why is she here? She strode forward, trying her very best to push her fears to the back of her mind.

It was when she got closer that he looked up. That face... That face said he wasn't pleased seeing her. Well, it didn't matter to her. It was high time she started taking her wife role seriously. The more she continued to live lashly, spending money on unnecessary things, and always at the clothing brand...

She smiled. "You left early,"

There was no reaction on his face,

"Zhao, I'm sorry for pus.h.i.+ng too much last night."

He didn't reply, instead relaxed into his armrest.

"I shouldn't have bugged you... You must have been stressed out." She got closer, "Forgive me,"

He didn't react.

"Zhao, please."

"What do you want?" She coming to the company out of the blue, was because she wanted something.

The question made s.h.i.+ya's face contort. Is that all he sees me as? "For you,"

Still there was no reaction. How's he able to calculate his every move? She atleast wanted him to be surprised, then smile... Just a little bit.

"I want us to go on a vacation,"

And then there was that smirk,

"A vacation, to relive ourselves. You're so busy here, you need rest. Utmost rest without any interruption from work."

"Why?" He finally asked.

"You... You... You need rest. And then replan..." Replan our future.

"You are very tired, you should go back home." He said and picked the file up again.

"Zhaolin, you really need rest." She continued when he didn't even look at her. "Zhaolin, we're married! We need to start planning on having a baby!" She was almost screaming.

He looked up at her. She shuddered, she could almost feel fire emitting from his eyes.

She took a very bold step, raised her hand to touch his face but dropped it. Her mouth open gasping for air. Except she wanted to be thrown out of the building.He didn't even budge, he knew quite well she couldn't muster the courage to.

"I'll call Riuwen to send you back."

"No don't," she rejected the offer. "I want to drive myself today." She looked down at her hands. "Zhaolin please,"

His phone beeped and with hope that it was Xueyan, he checked it. Happiness danced within him. u003cI'm okay,u003e her energy didn't match his but he didn't mind.

She watched him type away on his phone. Who is he talking to? His friends, perhaps.

Author: No. It's Bai Xueyan.

A light knock on the door and Riuwen came in. He bowed to her. "Sir everyone's waiting," 

s.h.i.+ya hadn't acknowledged Riuwen bow but hearing him say that she turned to glare at him.

He simply looked away.

"You could need some rest, go home." Zhaolin said.

"I will wait," she said and she meant every word. As they left, she went to relax on the couch. Soon she was pacing about. She looked down from his office, and suddenly felt her eyes blur.

She wanted to keep her eyes open but couldn't. Soon she fell with a loud thud to the floor.

*****

Xueyan and Mei Han was busy discussing about the car advert shoot, when Mei Han brought up the topic of opening a weibo account.

"You need to be prepared, once this ad is completed. We can make a post with your name boldly written then the second post will be your car ad."

"A weibo account? That's kinda..."

"Just relax, at least I can handle that much. I talked to the chairman about it and he agreed. You need this publicity."

Xueyan sighed. "Then I'll leave it for you to handle." 

"Sure," Mei Han beamed.

She started surfing the best fonts to use. "Maybe bold... Hmmm..." She wrote down the fonts she found.

Manager Mu came to stand behind her. "Mei Han?"

"Yes?" She answered. 

"We need your help with the costume." He strained his head to look at what she was doing. But she quickly covered the book.

She followed after him and from the corner of her eyes she saw Xueyan having her make-up done.

She picked a black sports leggings with white strip and a sports bra.