Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Dragging a huge suitcase along, Mu Xiaoxiao stood outside a door that was secured with a biometric palm scanner. Without thinking, she put her palm against it, expecting to hear a âbeepâ and see the door swing open.
However, the door showed no signs of budging. She was dumbfounded for a moment.
âWhatâs going on?â She gave the door a kick, but the door wouldnât open.
Baffled, she was obliged to press the doorbell. Getting impatient of waiting, she hollered, âYin Shaojie, hurry up and open the door!â
However, even if there was anyone in the house, it was a luxury condominium with good soundproofing, and the person inside couldnât have possibly heard her shouts.
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs face scrunched up in annoyance, and she muttered, âIs that bastard not at home?â
When she looked at the time, it was already 11pm!
It is already so late, yet he still hasnât come home; he must be fooling around outside.
Hmph, that abominable Yin Shaojie!
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted. Having no other alternative, she was forced to call Yin Shaojieâs mother.
Perhaps Mrs. Yin was fast asleep, for the call took a long time to connect.
Once the call got through, Mu Xiaoxiao said, âMama Yin, did you register my palm print to the scanner? I couldnât open the door, and that jerk, Yin Shaojie, isnât home!â
Mrs. Yin said apologetically, âSorry honey, I forgot to tell you this, but Little Jie didnât even register my palm print into the scanner for his condo; he said that he wouldnât register anyone elseâs other than his. Youâll have to find your own solution to get inâyou can call him and tell him to go home immediately to open the door for you.â
Hearing Mrs. Yinâs voice, Mu Xiaoxiao detected a slight wheeze. Without giving it much thought, she said, âOkay then, goodnight Mama Yin.â She then hung up embarrassedly.
She then searched for Yin Shaojieâs number and called him.
Both of them had not seen each other for a long time, and she wondered if he could still recognize her voice.
The phone rang for a while before the call connected.
Immediately, Mu Xiaoxiaoâs ringing voice took a bullying tone as she said, âYin Shaojie! Where the heck have you been? Iâm back in the country, and Iâm standing outside your condominium; you better hurry home and unlock the door for me!â
However, the voice that spoke on the other side of the phone was not Yin Shaojieâs but a strange manâs. âYou looking for Shaojie? Call back later; heâs busy with something.â
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 moment, fire raged in her veins.
Evidently, the man who had picked up the call was Yin Shaojieâs assistant. Was she being bullied even by a mere assistant?
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On the other side of town, in the booth of a bar.
Yin Shaojie was drinking with someone. Meanwhile, a pretty girl snuggled into his side. Pulling on his hand affectionately, she asked, âYoung Master Jie, are you drunk yet?â
This time, 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 Yunâer looked at his handsome and elegant face with an infatuated gaze, and unable to control herself, lunged towards him, her hands splayed across his chest. In that moment, feeling his muscular form under her palms, she became 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 become a Cinderella of societyâthe 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 women, 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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