Fancy Me, Professor!

[This chapter is dedicated to Q_elleson for leaving such nice comments on my stories for the month of May! Thank you so much for the support! ^^]

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"You were right about one thing despite being a liar, Mr. Qing Yuan. I am powerful and that you are completely aware… of how I now hold you on the palm of my hand like a toy."

With what he said ringing in his mind as if it was music on repeat, he couldn't help but sit back down on his seat, having no choice but to face Mr. Wang Lei right before him.

"M-Mr. Wang Lei… I didn't know that your secretary is Miss Yu Yan," he started, already understanding right here and then that Wang Lei knows actually about his background, giving him a fake smile.

"Yes," Wang Lei said, his eyes still not leaving the man before him. "She's a good secretary. She can do any job without you supervising her too much. It is a shame that not all people get to have her in their company, but it means that I am blessed having her."

With a smirk appearing on his face, he cocked his head to the side, sending shivers down Qing Yuan's spine.

"And it's all thanks to you—for not giving her the opportunity to work in other companies, Mr. Qing Yuan. You gave me such a hardworking employee that is beyond compare. Thank you very much for the unexpected gift."

With Qing Yuan not saying a word, Wang Lei got his wine from the table and took a sip of it. With Yu Yan beside him and Mr. Ying behind them, Wang Lei snapped his fingers, signaling his private secretary to approach him.

"What evidences have you gathered, Mr. Ying?" Qing Yuan asked, Mr. Ying, answering his boss' question.

"Other than what you said, Mr. Wang Lei, Mr. Qing Yuan is planning to harm Yu Yan's family and has now asked men to visit her house right this very day and ambush her once she gets home at night."

"Wh-what?"

Hearing this, Yu Yan couldn't help but exclaim her worries, furrowing her brows.

"My family. My family—they're—"

"Don't worry."

Wang Lei interrupted, his deathly gaze still on Qing Yuan.

"Your family has been long escorted out of the house by Mr. Ying for their safety. He has asked my helper to give your mother and your son on a tour in the mall that I own—we told them that the reason is you're an employee of my company who had won in a raffle."

Yu Yan sighed in relief. With her lips now in a tight line, she did her best to control her emotions, not wanting to cry in front of her boss, and of course… in front of the man who she feared, Qing Yuan.

He may be the father of her son, but still, she doesn't see him fit to be his father, not wanting to give him to Qing Yuan at the same time.

Her little mooncake is hers alone, and she wouldn't want Qing Yuan to lay a finger on him. If he can't do his responsibility as his father, how can she ever trust the kid in his hands?

When he also forced her to abort him when she was pregnant years ago? And even threatened her to die?

"Mr. Qing Yuan… tell me…"

When Wang Lei spoke, Yu Yan broke away from her thoughts, already listening to their conversation.

"Tell me why you are not doing your responsibility as a father? Aren't you in search of a successor? Or are you worried that your wife would divorce you once she knows of this scandal? You wouldn't want to lose your connections with her, no? Since she is indeed a good CEO of her family's company—compared to you."

What Wang Lei said was a slap to Qing Yuan's face and pride! With his fists under the table turning into tight fists, he didn't want to brown nose him any longer, letting out a scoff as he smirked at Wang Lei, challenging him.

"What's the point of having me here and talking about this? You think that you will ruin me and get something from me, huh? Stop attacking this woman? Stop searching for that damned child?"

"Don't you dare call my son that way—you have no right to say anything about him," Yu Yan jumped into the conversation, glaring at the man as her hands on her back now trembled at her sides, angry.

"Oh? But without me, he's not here in this world," Qing Yuan said, arching a brow at Yu Yan. "You bitch, he's my son, too. Believe me when I say that I am going to get my hands on him, and you will regret not following my orders before. Your boss may be powerful, but I have connections under that he doesn't have connections to."

When Wang Lei chuckled, he looked at Mr. Ying, asking him a question that made Qing Yuan's attention shift to him.

"Is she hearing this?"

"Yes," Mr. Ying said, showing everyone his phone.

When he showed his phone and Qing Yuan saw that he is in a five-minute ongoing call with someone whom he knows very well, his whole body stiffened, noticing that he call had been going on since Mr. Ying and Yu Yan entered the room, the name on the secretary's phone scaring him to death.

It was Feng Xiao Mei, his wife, whom they are talking to in the call.

"Y-you… called my… wife?"

With a smirk still present on Wang Lei's face, he talked to the person on the other end of the line, engaging in a conversation with her.

"Good day, Ma'am Xiao Mei," Wang Lei greeted, "I'm sorry that my secretary had to call you so suddenly this lunch time. I figured that you need to listen to my talk with your husband since this is something that involves the safety of my trusted employee."

"O-of course, Mr. Wang Lei," Xiao Mei's voice sounded on the other end of the call, as if forcing herself not to cry so she could keep her composure. "I'm sorry about what you have found out—I was unaware as well as this is something I didn't expect. I trusted my husband that it did not occur to me of what he could do."

"It's alright. I also apologize for surprising you this way—it seemed fitting than telling you by word, as this method holds strong evidence, hearing it directly from Mr. Qing Yuan" Wang Lei replied, Xiao Mei, sighing on the other end of the call and replied.

"I will be right over, Mr. Wang Lei. Please do not allow that bastard to leave the room. I will definitely teach him a lesson."

With that, the call ended, Qing Yuan, feeling that his soul was leaving his body, feeling hopeless.

'Xiao Mei... she now calls me bastard!'

With him thinking that he's about to pass out soon, he slumped on his seat, feeling that it's the end of his life right here and then, as he did not expect that the secret that he is keeping, is now out of the bag.

'I'm done for… I'm so done for.'