‘Young master, I’m sorry,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘You have a scandal because of me.’


  ‘Eat,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Hao Yan Che pinched Yuan Gun Gun’s face.

  ‘Young master, why are you pinching my face?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘What did you call me?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  ‘Che,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘It’s the last reminder,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘The next time you call me by the wrong name again, you can’t eat dessert for a month.’


  ‘Yes,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  ‘Eat,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  ‘Yes,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

  At the Yuan Mansion’s living room, Yuan Ting Liu was sitting on the sofa with Feng Du Du.

  ‘Do you like Hao Yan Che or Ting Du?’ Yuan Ting Liu asked.

  ‘I like you,’ Feng Du Du said.

  Yuan Ting Liu pinched Feng Du Du’s nose.

  ‘Out of Hao Yan Che and Ting Du, who do you want our daughter to be with?’ Yuan Ting Liu asked.

  Yuan Ting Liu waited a while for Feng Du Du’s answer.

  ‘Both are rare men,’ Feng Du Du said. ‘I’m happy for either of them to be with our daughter.’


  Yuan Ting Liu was right about Feng Du Du answering that way.

  ‘Ting Liu, who do you want our daughter to marry?’ Feng Du Du asked.

  ‘I want the man Gun Gun loves to be her husband,’ Yuan Ting Liu said.

  ‘Ting Liu, what if we’re worried for nothing?’ Feng Du Du said. ‘I heard Hao Yan Che’s a cold cruel man. In the past he hasn’t been seen with a woman. I don’t know if our dummy Gun Gun is the kind of woman he can love.’


  ‘Gun Gun doesn’t need to be smart to be addictive,’ Yuan Ting Liu said. ‘To someone she’s opium. Look at me, I love opium.’


  ‘Are you calling me a dummy?’ Feng Du Du asked.

  ‘No,’ Yuan Ting Liu said. He kissed Feng Du Du’s forehead. ‘I’m declaring my love for you.’


  ‘Then you’re my ice man,’ Feng Du Du said.

  ‘Um, I’m your ice man,’ Yuan Ting Liu said.

  ‘Ting Liu, I hope Gun Gun will be happy like us,’ Feng Du Du said.

  ‘She will be happy,’ Yuan Ting Liu said.

  At Hao Yan’s company at twenty-five to one, Yuan Gun Gun walked to Hao Yan Che’s desk.

  ‘Che, it’s time to eat lunch,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘I’m hungry.’


  Hao Yan Che let Yuan Gun Gun sit on his lap, and Yi Tu went to get lunch for them.

  ‘Che, are you and big brother Qi Tu close friends?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  Hao Yan Che didn’t answer.

  ‘You and big brother Qi Tu don’t like wearing clothes,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘My mummy said birds of the same feather flock together. So you and big brother Qi Tu must be close friends.’


  ‘What about you?’ Hao Yan Che asked. ‘You eat, sleep, eat and sleep like a pig. Are you close friends with pigs?’


  Hao Yan Che pushed Yuan Gun Gun’s pout into a smile.

  ‘Am I wrong?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

  ‘Does it make you happy to bully me?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  ‘Yes,’ Hao Yan Che said.

  Yuan Gun Gun was always dazzled by Hao Yan Che’s smile.

  Hao Yan Che loved his dummy rice ball. He kissed Yuan Gun Gun’s lips.

  ‘Um…… Che, big brother Jia Tu is here,’ Yuan Gun Gun whispered.

  Jia Tu bowed and left Hao Yan Che’s office.

  ‘Che, if you’re always like this, how can I face them?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

  Hao Yan Che kissed Yuan Gun Gun’s lips again to monopolise her thoughts.

  Yuan Gun Gun liked kissing Hao Yan Che. She liked Hao Yan Che more than Na Liu Ting Du and her daddy. She didn’t know what her kind of like toward Hao Yan Che was.

  Hao Yan Che didn’t know what he was waiting for. Yuan Gun Gun belonged to him.

  ***