Patricia Wilson

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  • by Patricia Wilson Seeing as her grandfather had ordered a very luxurious car for her, she knew this wasn’t just a simple dinner with him. She was thankful that her intuition told her to modestly dress well for tonight or else she would have embarrassed him. Zhao Lifei stared out the car window, watching the city lights pass by her in a blur. The city of Shenbei was truly prosperous and filled with attractions. In the day time, one could see the magnificent and modern skyscrapers, beautiful structures, and scenic…
  • by Patricia Wilson "Does that mean you’re not mad at me, grandfather?" She asked him, her voice filled with high hopes that she would escape from his scolding. "I will let you off this time because you were under the supervision of someone trustworthy." Zhao Moyao couldn’t help but relent. Hearing her happy voice and seeing how diligently she followed the promise for one year, it was safe to say he wasn’t really angry at her anymore. Besides, he knew it was unrealistic to force a grown woman to stop drinking. He…
  • by Patricia Wilson After a few hours of doing nothing but wasting her time away, Zhao Lifei thought about what to do. Her schedule was practically free and she had nothing else planned for the night. Her Qinqin was out of town, and she earned enough without having to do so much work now. Suddenly, she thought back to the wine she had drunk the night before and decided to tell her grandfather before one of the people assigned to monitor her snitches on her. She also knew that the matter of her spending the night with…
  • by Patricia Wilson Chen Gaonan furiously typed on his mobile phone but kept his anger reigned in. While he could be considered as one of Yang Feng’s people, it would still not be beneficial to him to offend this Demon King in favor of someone like Zheng Tianyi. When Yang Feng’s phone received another notification from his personal secretary, he looked at it and frowned. So what if he had already arrived? The scum could be standing in front of him and he wouldn’t bat an eye while pushing him aside. After…
  • by Patricia Wilson Zhao Lifei could feel his occasional glances when she was washing the dishes. She knew what they were suggesting. The chemistry between them was hard to ignore, especially when he always looked at her with the warmest and adoring gaze. She wasn’t oblivious to his endless pampering, but she was fearful of the idea of love. The first time she decided to give her heart to a man, he returned it to her broken and stomped into fine dust. Lost in her daydream, she didn’t realize Yang Feng had gotten up…
  • by Patricia Wilson "The gun is for protection." She quietly said, hugging her stomach and continuing to avoid his pressuring gaze. "Protection? You can get arrested and go to jail if you’re caught with it-" "I won’t." She finally lifted her gaze to look at him. He was surprised to see the fierce determination within her eyes. It was clear she wasn’t afraid of being caught. Yang Feng thought back to Zhao Moyao’s military influences. That’s right, she had the power of her grandfather backing her up. What was…
  • by Patricia Wilson Abruptly, she tried to yank back but was surprised by his strength. H-how was this possible? She used to train for a very long period of time to build stamina and muscle for fighting. She blinked at her loss of strength. Was it because she had stopped going to the gym for a while? Perhaps so, for she hasn’t trained in a while due to her dislike towards the gym. She knew from Yang Feng’s muscular build that he regularly works out, even now she can feel his muscular body against hers. Even so, she…
  • by Patricia Wilson Zhao Lifei suddenly felt breathless as she looked down at him. The expression in his eyes resemble the fiery depths of hell, passionately sinful and filled with forbidden desire. His lips tugged upwards into a mischievous smirk with how intently he was looking at her. She felt a burning sensation of desire beginning to bloom deep within her. Her cheeks were slightly flushed with how deep his stare was. He looked at her, a heated expression on his face as he reached up to cup one side of her cheek.…
  • by Patricia Wilson "Standing by the door does not delay this conversation." Yang Feng spoke up upon noticing she was rooted to the ground. She had not moved an inch within the past few seconds. He wondered if something was amiss? "Really? I was hoping an hour would’ve passed in the time I stood here and for you to finally realize you have overextended your welcome." Zhao Lifei replied, turning around and crossing her arms. She frowned at his confident posture. He leaned and sat in her couch like she was the guest and he…
  • by Patricia Wilson "Hey hey, you have to share! Don’t be stingy and hog all of the food. I brought you a lot of boxes, the least you can do is share a piece with me!" Yang Ruqin huffed when Zhao Lifei held the box away from her, hugging it to her body like it was a precious baby. "Oh please, we all know one piece will become two, and then the entire box will be gone! You’re a supermodel, think of your figure!" Zhao Lifei teased just when Yang Ruqin attempted to pounce at her for the delectable pastry. Upon seeing the…
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