Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Dragging a huge suitcase along, Mu Xiaoxiao stood outside a door that was secured with a biotric palm scanner. Without thinking, she put her palm against it, expecting to hear a ‘beep’ and see the door swing open.
However, the door showed no signs of budging. She was dumbfounded for a mont.
“What’s going on?” She gave the door a kick, but the door wouldn’t open.
Baffled, she was obliged to press the doorbell. Getting impatient of waiting, she hollered, “Yin Shaojie, hurry up and open the door!”
However, even if there was anyone in the house, it was a luxury condominium with good soundproofing, and the person inside couldn’t have possibly heard her shouts.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s face scrunched up in annoyance, and she muttered, “Is that bastard not at ho?”
When she looked at the ti, it was already 11pm!
It is already so late, yet he still hasn’t co ho; he must be fooling around outside.
Hmph, that abominable Yin Shaojie!
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted. Having no other alternative, she was forced to call Yin Shaojie’s mother.
Perhaps Mrs. Yin was fast asleep, for the call took a long ti to connect.
Once the call got through, Mu Xiaoxiao said, “Mama Yin, did you register my palm print to the scanner? I couldn’t open the door, and that jerk, Yin Shaojie, isn’t ho!”
Mrs. Yin said apologetically, “Sorry honey, I forgot to tell you this, but Little Jie didn’t even register my palm print into the scanner for his condo; he said that he wouldn’t register anyone else’s other than his. You’ll have to find your own solution to get in—you can call him and tell him to go ho imdiately to open the door for you.”
Hearing Mrs. Yin’s voice, Mu Xiaoxiao detected a slight wheeze. Without giving it much thought, she said, “Okay then, goodnight Mama Yin.” She then hung up embarrassedly.
She then searched for Yin Shaojie’s number and called him.
Both of them had not seen each other for a long ti, and she wondered if he could still recognize her voice.
The phone rang for a while before the call connected.
Imdiately, Mu Xiaoxiao’s ringing voice took a bullying tone as she said, “Yin Shaojie! Where the heck have you been? I’m back in the country, and I’m standing outside your condominium; you better hurry ho and unlock the door for !”
However, the voice that spoke on the other side of the phone was not Yin Shaojie’s but a strange man’s. “You looking for Shaojie? Call back later; he’s busy with sothing.”
With that said, the strange man hung up.
Mu Xiaoxiao glared at her phone for a while, in utter disbelief that she had been hung up on.
For a mont, fire raged in her veins.
Evidently, the man who had picked up the call was Yin Shaojie’s assistant. Was she being bullied even by a re assistant?
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On the other side of town, in the booth of a bar.
Yin Shaojie was drinking with soone. anwhile, a pretty girl snuggled into his side. Pulling on his hand affectionately, she asked, “Young Master Jie, are you drunk yet?”
This ti, it was Yin Shaojie who won. His opponent, resigning himself to fate, downed the drink in front of him and proceeded hastily to the restroom to vomit.
Yin Shaojie snorted derisively. He was drunk though and reclined his head up against the sofa.
Han Yun’er looked at his handso and elegant face with an infatuated gaze, and unable to control herself, lunged towards him, her hands splayed across his chest. In that mont, feeling his muscular form under her palms, she beca even more infatuated by his charm.
A perfect man like Young Master Jie was a rarity. She must capture his heart completely; that way, she could beco a Cinderella of society—the wealthiest amongst them all.
Ogling his luscious lips, her heart surged with pleasure, and she leaned in slowly, trying to kiss him.
Rumour had it that Yin Shaojie had countless won, yet none of them had ever received a kiss from him. It was said that the woman he bestowed a kiss upon could only then be his one true love.
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