But then, Sam did have that personality which could rub people the wrong way. Not everyone could tolerate cocky, smart mouthed women!
Sam sat back at her desk with a thump. She was fuming. What was Wang Wei's problem? Why did he have to be nice and then an a**?
"I don't have the time to think about him anyways. I have bigger issues to tackle, like figuring out what exactly is Zhu Cheng planning?" she thought soberly.
Manhattan, New York
"Oh god, what is that noise?" Mrs. Xie got up from the bed and ran towards Tang's room.
It was 2am and the sight which met her eyes was an uncomfortable one. The nurse stood on one side of the bed while Tang was sitting on the floor. A glass of water lay shattered next to him, the spilled water wetting his night pyjamas.
