We Are Meant To Be

Christy Zhong thought to herself, "What is he going to do with me? Does he want to blame me? Does he really want to beat me?"

She could never guess what he meant. Would he really get rough with her? Even then, she couldn't resist. She could only watch helplessly as he walked up to her. Fear and invocation showed in her face and eyes.

Of course, James Feng saw right through her and had his own opinion. But he had such a poker face! He just went up to her, leaned forward to scoop her up in his arms, then headed for her seat.

"Ugh!" It never occurred to Christy that she might be treated like this, she exclaimed, "Put me down! I'm fine, really. I can walk by myself." Meanwhile, she could feel her face reddening with embarrassment. A sense of happiness warmed her through. "Brother Chen," she couldn't help calling his name.

James's heart melted when he heard this. Although there was a lot of women throwing themselves at him, never had he seen such an attractive woman like Christy.

And in the meantime, he couldn't help thinking of An'an Xian. Their relationship was so plain like a mere trickle. But when he was with Christy, he felt more alive and had an overall sense of well being.

He had some unusual feeling about her, but still said tonelessly, "Have a good rest and that's all I want you to do." With that, he gently lifted her into her seat.

When Christy sat down, she positioned herself and dared not move.

While James took her cup away and poured a cup of water for her. Then turned back to his work.

For a woman, the tenderness of her prince charming was a how happy thing!

Christy couldn't take her eyes off James. She decided to give him all that she was, for the rest of her life.

"Thank you, brother Chen," said Christy gratefully. These words were true, she really couldn't think of anything to describe her feelings of the moment.

Love into the depths was speechless. Christy at this moment couldn't think of anything to say.

But James left her alone. He had done everything he wanted to do, anyway. Facts speak louder than words. He did not want to say more.

The time passed quickly, and soon it was time for Zhangdong Feng to come back home. His flight was at 4 PM. Of course, the Fengs would send someone to meet him, definitely including Yuchan Gui. James and Christy knew that the relationship between Zhangdong and Yuchan went wrong. But it was not exactly clear what the specific situation was. Better to wait it out, if possible. They would surely offer support and help, if necessary.

About ten in the morning, as Christy was trying to have a rest, her received a call from unknown number. Without stopping to think, she answered the phone.

Before she could say a word, a voice she had never heard called out, "Is that Miss Zhong?"

Christy was confused. She could not remember, however hard she tried. "This is Christy Zhong. Who is calling please?" she asked, confused.

She was worried that the man on the telephone was someone she knew, that would be awkward. But she didn't want to waste time.

Well, the caller was Zhangdong and he had arrived in Shanghai. He was waiting to transfer planes there. He could come straight home, but he'd rather fly a little later in the day. He had his own plans. "This is Zhangdong Feng," the man answered in a sonorous voice. Christy was really surprised. She couldn't figure out why he called her. That's weird.

He was James's eldest brother, no wonde his voice sounded like James.

"Oh, hello, brother, how can I help you?" asked she quickly.

She took it for granted that their lives had no common ground. He probably wanted her to help arrangements.

"Can we meet this afternoon?" asked Zhangdong very directly and openly.

That was strange. Why did he ask her such question? She just didn't understand, "Brother, I have a lot of works to do this afternoon. Why? What's the matter? I can let other people help you." In fact Christy's idea was very simple, she didn't think much more about it.

"Only you can do it." said Zhangdong urgently.

What was this situation? Christy was surprised by his words.

In either case, he was James's eldest brother. She might at least be polite. "What happened? Can you tell me now? I don't know if I can help you," probed she.

Not that she was modest, but the fact was true. Her personality changed during these hard years. She turned into a polite, gentle woman, without edges and corners. "It's a long story. Face to face is best," said Zhangdong earnestly.

What used to be considered impossible had now turned into realities. When he found that this woman was already in his life, he would not be able to live calmly.