Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

"He's so mean!"

"Is he trying to punish us for making noise?"

Which student would be happy to hear this kind of news from Mr. Fang?

It would have been better if he asked them to figure it out for themselves than telling them to read up all the notes from his class, and even go as far as remembering the scenes from all his lectures.

They were human not super humans!

Mr. Fang didn't care in anyway. He looked around while waiting for the next question.

After 5 seconds of waiting and he didn't see anyone raise their hand, he was about to pick up his things and leave when someone raised his hand.

Just like that, questions continued to come.

Since the students couldn't ask personal questions which they were interested in, an interesting one came.

Mr. Fang couldn't punish the person since it was well crafted. He just had to answer it.

"Mr. Fang, will you ever involve business or link business to marriage?"

Zhang Liling's interest was immediately piqued by this question. She glanced at the female student who asked this question before fixing her gaze back to Mr. Fang.

She wanted to know the thoughts of the man she adored, concerning his future partner. No matter whst his reply would be, she would try to fit in.

If he would marry for business, then she would have to go back to the Zhang family and take the reins from Zhang Mingyu.

When she finally gains 60% control of Zhang group, she would then take herself to his doorstep.

Mr. Fang stared daggers at the student, causing her to shrink and sit her butts down.

When everyone thought that he would ignore that question, he glanced at them and replied simply, "I am looking for a wife who would warm my heart, not a business partner!"

His response was so sweet that most of the female students couldn't help but let out gasps of excitement. They were not allowed to scream.

Zhang Liling felt cheesy and said to herself while gazing at Mr. Fang with a smile that reached her eyes, 'I will warm your heart, Mr. Fang'

When someone else raised her hand to ask a question, Mr. Fang had already figured out that their plans would be to continue twisting personal questions in a way that he would not be able to punish them, so he waved his hand.

"I believe I just answered the last question for this class."

Immediately, there were sighs of disappointment from the students.

Just why wouldn't he take anymore questions? Because he has found out their new trick.

Mr. Fang ended the class with this statement, "Study hard if you want to ace your papers, and put more effort if you are aiming to come work for any Top companies in S city."

As soon as he picked up his notes to leave, the students at the front desk were the first to stand to their feet.

Their aim was already known by Bolin who together with the bodyguards, rushed in to shield Mr. Fang from them.

"Mr. Fang!! Processor Fang!!" The students screamed.

Mr. Fang continued in his quick steps and disappeared from their sight in no time.

The students were greatly disappointed by his actions but were not surprised, given his personality.

Some of them just wanted to click a few photos with him and get his Autograph, but he just ran away like that.

A satisfied smile was sitting on Zhang Liling's face while gazing at the entrance Mr. Fang disappeared from. Then she watched Bolin and the bodyguards follow after him immediately.

"You must be so happy that no one got to get close to him," Tungmei teased while packing her things into her backpack.

Zhang Liling started packing her things as well while refusing to admit to it.

"Come with me, we are going to have food at an expensive restaurant after this long refreshing class." She said instead.

Tungmei saw numbers going off in her head and said to her in a pitiful tone, "Miss Zhang, can't we eat in a normal restaurant, while you give me the remaining balance?"

"No way! Come with me or you can forget about this..." Zhang Liling said with raised brows.

"Ah! You devil!" Tungmei said through gritted teeth before standing up and slinging her backpack on her back.

Zhang Liling did the same and led the way out, leaving most of her classmates to continue wallowing in their sorrow.

Shu Rushi was disappointed that Mr. Fang left like that. She wanted to take a few photos with him, but she didn't get the slightest chance.

She could only comfort herself while listening to her minions.

Mr. Fang left straight for the meeting where he was appreciated warmly. Talks about future lecturing offers came up, but he politely rejected them.

The only thing he couldn't reject, was the invitation to the graduation of the final year students, especially the ones in the department of Business management, the same class he lectured.

From the meeting, he went straight to the company to take care of things.

All the students who bought other gifts for Mr. Fang apart from flowers were so downcasted that they had to take their gifts back home.

Other students who were having classes nearby, all came to see and take pictures of the bouquets that were lined up outside the lecture hall, when they were done.

Zhang Liling took Tungmei to an expensive restaurant and asked her to order whatever she felt like eating even if she couldn't finish them all.

"...you have to regain some lost nutrients from your body. You need the energy to study more, so eat everything you feel like."

Tungmei ordered the few dishes she was interested in trying. She could deal with wine at the moment, but Zhang Liling was never going to be tempted.

"We can just get a non-alcoholic bottle." Tungmei tried to reason with her, but was rejected.

"The last time I drank, I got into trouble."

Tungmei frowned and asked, "How did you get into trouble when you were at your place the whole time? Did you phone your father or your mother?"