I woke up this morning and I went to my bathroom to wash my face. I had gotten in late from the office because of some files I had to look over that were very very important. My German Shepherd, Dave, looked at me from his bed. When I finished washing my face I put some shoes on and headed downstairs and outside for the newspaper. I went back inside and set it down on the table. I headed towards the kitchen and decided to make myself a bowl of cereal plus some coffee. I read the news paper as I ate my cereal and drank my coffee. When I finished breakfast I fixed Dave a bowl of dog food before heading upstairs to shower. I had just finished my shower when my phone rang. I sighed and answered it as I wrapped a towel around my waist.

"Hello," I greeted whoever it was.

"Samuel!" My girlfriend of two years, Morgan, screeched. I held the phone away from my ear for a moment.

"Yes, Morgan?" I said.

"Why didn't you answer my calls last night?" She screeched again. Damn. Does she ever stop doing that?

"I'm sorry, Morgan. I had to work late last night and I got in late too," I explained.

"Yeah right, Samuel. You were probably fucking that secretary of yours," She hissed.

"I was not. I had important files to look over,Morgan," I sighed.

"Don't sigh at me, Samuel," She snarled. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm sorry, Morgan. I'll try and make it up to you," I tell her.

"How?" She questioned.

"I don't know. You pick," I answered.

"Okay then. You better take me out shopping today," I heard the grin in her voice. I'm going to regret this.

"Is that all?" I asked.

"Oh no. You're going to attend this party with me at my parents' in a few weeks," She answered. I'm regretting it already.

"Fine," I said.

"Thank you, baby. I love you," She squealed.

"I love you too," I wearied. I hung up before she could reply. I dried off the rest of my body before doing my hygiene. I pulled on a pair of Calvin Klein underwear before getting dressed in a plaid shirt, a black sweater with elbow patches that I put over it, a pair of khaki jeans, and chucks. I pulled on my coat,grabbed my keys,and wallet before leaving. I get into my Audi R8 before heading off to Morgan's. When I got there she was walking out of her house in a short green dress and heels with a coat over it. I got out to opened the door for her. She got in after kissing my cheek and saying 'hey, baby'. I rolled my eyes when she wasn't looking then closed her door. I got in and drove off from her apartment. I headed to the Chanel store down in Beverly Hills. Morgan hopped out without me and went inside. I sighed and followed her inside. I sat down on a bench in front of the dressing room while two employees followed her around a growing pile of clothes. My phone rang and I answered it.

"Hello," I said.

"Samuel Richard Zhāng, why didn't you call me?!" My mother's voice yelled in my ear.

"Māmā, nǐ hái hǎo ma?" I greeted (translation: Mother, how are you?).

"Bié gěi wǒ shuō fèihuà.Wǒ xiǎng zhīdào wèishéme nǐ hái méiyǒu gěi wǒ dǎ diànhuà?" She hissed (translation: Don't give me that bullshit. I want to know why you haven't even called me?).

"Wǒ yīzhí hěn máng," I murmured (translation: I've been busy).

"Nǐ zhège xiǎo..... Ó!Zhè shì méiyǒu rènhé jíkǒu," She yelled (translation: You little.....ya! That's no excuse).

"I'm sorry," I said in English.

"Nǐ zuì hǎo," She snapped (translation: You better be).

"Nà nǐ jiào wǒ shénme?" I asked (translation: What did you call me for?).

"Xiànzài méiyǒu shé me, yīnwèi nǐ bù juédé yǒu bìyào gěi CA zìjǐ de mǔqīn, gàosù tā, rúguǒ nǐ zhèngzài zuò de hǎo ma yǔ fǒu," She said (translation: Nothing now since you don't feel the need to ca your own mother to tell her if you're doing alright or not). Not the guilt trip.

"Mother, I'm sorry for not calling," I murmured.

"Bù, nǐ bù," She mumbled (translation: No you're not).

"I am. Now tell me what you called for," I said.

"Nǐ de yīgè fùqīn de shēngyì huǒbàn yǒu, tā xīwàng nǐ néng mǎnzú yīgè nǚ'ér.Míngtiān wǎnshàng nǐ yào guòlái, yǐ mǎnzú nǚhái.Tā shì zhèyàng yīgè měilì de gūniáng, rúguǒ wǒ bù zhèyàng shuō wǒ zìjǐ," She explained (translation: One of your father's business partners has a daughter that he wants you to meet. Tomorrow night you need to come over to meet the girl. She's such a beautiful girl if I do say so myself).

"Mother, no I don't want to meet them," I sighed.

"Sāi móu ěr, nǐ xūyào mǎnzú yīgè piàoliang nǚhái de táiwān ràng nǐmen liǎ kěyǐ jiéhūn, zhùfú wǒ hé nǐ fùqīn yǔ háizi," She explained (translation: Samuel, you need to meet a nice Taiwanese girl so you two can get married and bless me and your father with kids).

"Mother,I will get married on my time," I said.

"Sāi móu ěr, nǐ shì sānshí suì.Nǐ méiyǒu gèng duō de shíjiān liú gěi," She tells me (translation: Samuel, you are thirty years old. You don't have any more time left).

"I know, Mother. But you and father need to stop forcing me to meet these plain and boring girls," I sighed.

"Zhídào nǐ jiéhūn, ránhòu wǒmen huì tíngzhǐ, dàn xiànzài nǐ yào mǎnzú zhèxiē nǚhái, kàn kàn tāmen shìfǒu shìhé dāng nǐ de qīzi," She said (translation: Until you get married then we'll stop but for now you're going to meet these girls to see if they're fit to be your wife).

"Mother,I must go. I will talk to you later," I hung up on her. I didn't want to hear nothing about marriage talk anymore. I'll get married when the time comes but for now I want to have fun. I'm still young.