The Painter is the CEO's Wife

Yang's Soft Heart

November 10, 20XX (Saturday)

Grand Center Mall

Mei Li could not believe the events that had just happened. She could not believe that Mother Chen would treat her so badly.

Her heart broke once again at the realization.

It was as if she was doused with cold water.

She knew, by Mother Chen's insistence, that the Chen Family wanted her condo unit but to be that shameless; it was disgusting.

'Why did I like that family before?'

Mei Li helpless thought to herself while remembering the days where Mother Chen had cooked her food to eat and take home. There were also times where Mother Chen would take her to the mall and buy her clothes, shoes, and more.

They would bond on certain times too, going to places and gossiping about the men in their lives.

Mei Li had been so deep in thought that she had not realized Yang parking his car.

She had only noticed that they had stopped when Yang opened the car door near her and pulling her out off the car.

Looking at the large building with brand signs and people littered everywhere, Mei Li blinked herself into stupefaction.

"What are we doing at the Mall?" She asked feeling like a fool.

She had not noticed anything from their drive.

Her thoughts of the past had hindered her eyes from seeing the future ahead of her; that was dangerous.

Yang paused for a while turning to Mei Li with a look that the painter could not understand,

"You wanted that small thing…"

Mei Li tilted her head to the left and raised her eyebrows while thinking of what he meant.

Realization dawn on her after a minute, "You mean the lip balm?"

Her Lip balm; the reason why she had gone back to her condo unit, the reason why she saw Mother Chen's unsightly behaviour, and the reason why her thoughts were too preoccupied.

"Was it that? I said I'll buy it for you so here we are. Where should go now?" Yang asked carefully placing words that would not cause the woman before him to be irritated at him.

He had been worried about her especially when they had driven and she would not respond to him even when he had taunted or threatened her.

Mei Li stared at him. Yang could not help but smile at her, trying to calm the thoughts he knew spiralled in her head.

Mei Li's stare turned into a look of amazement; seeing Yang's carefree and sincere smile was unusual and should be treasured.