Don’t Mess with the CEO

She looked at him, those spirited ink-black eyes, just like now!

“That night we were driven out of here. A week later, Wang Jinqiang held a banquet here, entertaining those who had done them favors. They finally moved from small businessmen to the nouveau riche.”

“What?!” Qing Yan raised the heavy iron hammer and struck the wall hard.

Those people were too despicable! This was once the Wei family’s happy paradise. They had stolen everything and were laughing and toasting here! The Wang Jinqiang family even later lived here, walking through the foyer every day without any guilt?

“When my father died suddenly, they said something to me.”

“What?” Could there be something even more outrageous? Qing Yan ground her teeth.

“‘Don’t complain! Fools don’t have the right to own a mountain of gold’ – referring to my father.”

Qing Yan was furious. “Didn’t you curse them back? Didn’t you confront them?” Her anger was blazing, and she struck the wall with the iron hammer, which became stuck. “Ouch!”

She covered the junction of her shoulder and neck, a sharp pain spreading.

He put down the hammer and walked behind her. “What’s wrong?”

“Seems like I pulled a muscle from striking too hard.”

He shook his head. “You’re too impulsive.

He dropped the hammer, gripping her chin and savagely pressing a kiss.

  His body temperature was higher than usual, labor making him sweat all over, quite different from his usual sharp suit and handsome appearance, but this awakened something ambiguous and indistinct within her feminine core.

  After the kiss ended. “I criticize you because I want you.”

  She forcefully pushed him away, staggering back several steps.

  ”I want you to become my woman.”

  ”This isn’t something that’s decided just because you say so.”

  He smiled, not taking her resistance seriously. “Before that, I want to make you easier to swallow.”

  She stared at him in horror. “You…”

  ”You’re too stubborn.”

  ”So what? What’s it to you?” She flipped her short hair.

  ”You need training.” He added a sentence, with a smile. “My training.”

  She was so angry she couldn’t speak, this man always had a way of making her want to kill him with her eyes.

  Train her? He was dreaming! She might as well go to sleep!

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