If it pertained to work, Stevens Cheng usually had no problem exining things to people.


    Ang curled her lips in. "I''ll ask someone else." She said this to Stevens, but still followed him to his office as if to ask him the question.


    "Who? Chuck? Sven? or maybe Arvin, eh?"


    "... Why do you ask it like that? Yes I''ll ask one of them, what of it?"


    Stevens had apletely different view of Ang because of her bottled concoction. "Tell me the reason why you mixed the two solutions..."


    Because Ang was no hussy and always told the truth, she dly revealed her reasons.


    When they finished discussing the form, Ang looked at Stevens with a lot of admiration. "Professor, if I''m your apprentice, I promise I will never bring shame on you! On the contrary, you will be proud of me! When I get the patent, people will know the name Ang. And they''ll speak highly of you, my master. What do you think?"


    Wait for a moment! Something''s wrong!


    Was she taking advantage of Stevens'' goodwill towards her? "Okay. Let''s talk about it differently..."


    Ang was being too preachy and it irritated Stevens. She talked with him for a long period; so much so that eventually Stevens felt whittled down with irritation, and he finally gave up. She would be his apprentice.


    In fact, it was Arvin who changed Stevens'' mind, not her.


    Ang called him directly when she thought Stevens would not take her on. So Arvin decided to have a chat with him.


    Ang was not privy to the details of their discussion, but Arvin irritated the professor several times, and Stevens scolded him: "This is utterly unprofessional, and I don''t want to see you anymore! ...... I''ll have to talk to your grandmother if you carry on like this. How dare you and Ang try to bully me!"


    Ang watched the conversation on the phone while munching on some pumpkin seeds, sitting on the couch waiting.


    After a long while, Stevens finally hung up the phone. When he found what Ang was eating, he waspletely irritated again, "You little evil...where


    "You''re my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours."


    Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them.


    Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman...


    she fell back in aghast, feeling something besides sexual excitement budding below her waist. Something very, very wrong.


    Horror! She was menstruating!


    Suddenly, she pushed Arvin off and rushed into the rest room! Arvin waspletely lost!


    He banged on the door in impotent frustration. Ang found something to clean herself up with.


    Her face was red hot, "What''s... What''s up?"


    "Are you ying a trick on me?" Arvin''s boner was wide awake, burgeoning with power; but he would get no relief, and it sent him into a spiral.


    He couldn''t control himself.


    When she emerged he couldn''t help shoving his tongue down her throat to reignite the passion from before. He waspletely lost in her sweet appearance and expected her to act docile like a cat. It was a totally different experience from the time she roofied him and yfully forced him to ejacte while unconscious.


    "No. No..." Ang said guiltily.


    How bad! She couldn''t tell him that she had roofied himst time they had sex. She knew it was naughty, but only mildly. She had also taken a bad drug herself for contraception which was basically poison.


    Which exined the strange menstrual disorder now... It was one week early.


    His present waspletely in shambles.


    On the bed, Ang hugged Arvin closely, "Big Wing, I will buy you a new present someday! What a wet nket!"