Patricia Wilson
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Once again, Zhao Lifei regretted wearing casual attire. She had already been criticized at Yang Enterprise for wearing ripped jeans and could already feel judgment oozing out of her grandfather’s employees. She saw the employees disdainful stares as they wondered who in the world would dare stroll into Zhao Corporation donning street clothes. It didn’t help that her low heels were particularly loud this morning, garnering a lot of attention with each step she took. Nevertheless, she kept her chin…
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Just as Zhao Lifei left Yang Feng’s office, she received a phone call from her grandfather. She checked the date and realized that a couple of days had already passed and he might be calling her to assume her role as a consultant. She picked up the call but before she could even greet him, he had already started speaking. "What are you doing at Yang Enterprise?" He didn’t bother beating around the bush and decided to confront her on the most pressing issue. Zhao Lifei frowned at his words. She…
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She jumped in surprise when she heard the knock and attempted to push him away. Her eyes grew wide as she struggled to leave his arms. "Relax, it's alright." Yang Feng gently ran a hand through her hair in hopes of calming her down. She ignored his hand and examined his appearance. With their disheveled appearance, it would be easy for anyone to find out how intimate they had been in his office. She attempted to fix his crooked tie even if she had no idea how to, making it messier as her panic…
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He knew she was horrified since she was deathly still in his lap. He saw his reflection on the thick layer of glass over his polished black wood desk and realized he had a sadistic expression on his face. ’Well?’ He thought to himself, preparing to see the pale and frightened face of Zhao Lifei. The women in his past all trembled, even if some tried to tamp it down. He was curious. With her unique personality, will she dare to move even when scared? Will showing her such an atrocious scene…
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’Assassination?’ Yang Feng remembered the phone call he had picked up from a certain Lu Minhong. He remembered how intimate Lu Minhong sounded when talking to Lifei over the phone. It seems he had to swat away a lot of insects buzzing around his woman... But wait, she had looked into his assassination? His heart warmed at the thought. Was this what they were referring to? He wasn’t scared of dying or assassinations. At this point, he was used to being a target. As a matter of fact, right…
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"Do you know now?" They had no idea how much time they had spent wrapped in each other’s arms in silence. Instead of ruining the moment, Yang Feng’s whispered question actually made it more intimate. She did. At the implication, her heartbeat quickened and her stomach fluttered. She knew this feeling all too well. Even as she got more and more comfortable sitting in his lap while in his embrace, she refused to voice her realization out loud. "Well?" He tilted his head down to look at her in…
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Her eyes grew wide with the sudden intrusion on her personal space. While the way he did it was rough and unexpected, his lips on hers were soft and warm. He released her wrists to wrap one arm on her waist while his other hand shifted to her nape. He tilted her head until their frenzied lips fit together perfectly. Despite the fact that the kiss was forced upon her without any warning, she couldn’t bring it within herself to reject it. She couldn’t help but close her eyes as her lips responded…
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Yang Feng understood the expression on her face all too well. The proximity between their faces gave him a clear view of the look in her eyes. He could practically see the gears turning in her head as she started overthinking. "Look at me." He ordered, not wanting her to jump to conclusions anymore. She refused to listen and dared to look away from him, making a loud "Hmph!" His eyes narrowed when he saw how stubborn and childish she was behaving. "There is a limit to my patience." He warned…
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Zhao Lifei stood there as memories of the past flooded her mind, washing over her like a tsunami, and nearly drowning her as it did when she drank herself to sleep. She thought back to the time she walked into Zheng Tianyi’s office late at night. He was sitting on his big leather chair, similar to the one that Yang Feng was sitting on. Zheng Tianyi had his hands around Xia Mengxi’s tiny frame, holding her in place as she practically straddled him with her hands resting on his shoulder for…
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Su Meixiu politely nodded her head at the other secretaries and sweetly greeted them before knocking on the door. "Ah, be careful Meixiu. The boss isn’t in a good mood this morning." One of the other secretaries warned her, to which she slowly nodded. "I know." Just then, a gruff voice can be heard from inside the room. "Come in." She pushed the door open while balancing a stack of paper on one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. Sitting behind the black oakwood desk and typing away on…
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