The hotel's large bed, brilliant lights, the entangled bodies, ragged and husky breaths, deep and powerful impacts...
Her pleas, his ferocity.
Her tears, his passionate kisses.
Her passive acceptance, his relentless pursuits.
Scenes played out slowly in her mind frame by frame, their passionate heat burning Shen Nianyu's soul.
At nine last night, she and he embarked on the most primitive act of human society—the carnal coupling of man and woman.
Now, her mind was blank, as if it had crashed.
In stark contrast to Shen Nianyu, the group of secretaries was enthusiastically discussing their new president and boss, Huo Tianyi, who had just returned from abroad.
"He must be handsome, charming, wealthy, and well-endowed!"
"The most important thing is, he must be good in bed!"
"He has legs as long as a Korean oppa!"
...
Their company had gone bankrupt, the boss ran off, now the assets were being restructured, and a mysterious man had come to take over the mess.
With a blush and springtime brightness in her eyes, Gao Lu asked, "Nianyu, why aren’t you saying anything?"
Before Shen Nianyu could recover herself to reply, she felt an overwhelmingly strong aura.
Everyone turned to look back in unison.
He - tall, robust, in a pristine white shirt buttoned all the way up, emanates an enticing aura of abstention.
His handsome face, deep-set eyes, radiating a compelling, mastermind-like dominion.
A few women are in complete awe, is this not Huo Tianyi himself? They wonder if he has heard their discussion about his "technical prowess".
He doesn't cast a glance at anyone else, only fixing his gaze on Shen Nianyu's face.
At this instant, she's startled to the point of her face turning ghastly pale, trembling uncontrollably.
"Miss Shen, we meet again!" Huo Tianyi's voice is as melodious as a cello.
Shen Nianyu, petrified as a ghost in broad daylight, feels as though her throat is obstructed by cotton and doesn't utter a word.
Upon hearing the word "again" from their CEO, all her colleagues shift their inquiries towards her.
The audacious and handsome man kindly "reminds" her: "Last night, at..."
"Good morning, President Huo! Would you like a cup of coffee?" Shen Nianyu fears he'll publicly speak of their passionate, stormy night in the hotel the night before.
Huo Tianyi's distinguished and sharp eyebrows furrow slightly, his gaze finally settling upon a birthmark on her neck.
About the size of a fingertip, the birthmark is a light red.
"No sugar,” he finally speaks, striding with his tall and muscular legs, on a beeline to the CEO’s office.
Shen Nianyu's heart, which has been wildly pounding, can finally slow its pace.
She dared not look into the curious and puzzled eyes of her colleagues, immediately heading for the tea room.
She gently touched her birthmark, something she's had since childhood.
Her grandma said, the birthmark was her guardian deity.
She made some coffee, then knocked on the door.
With his permission, Shen Nianyu walked in, noting the simple yet intimidating decor within.
The Di Tian Corporation building, soaring hundreds of stories high, was the landmark of Fan city.
The CEO’s office was on the top floor. Standing near the floor-to-ceiling windows, Huo Tianyi was commanding a view of the entire city, speaking on the phone like a monarch.
"Go get a sample for testing now and call me when you get the result," he instructed his personal doctor.
His son, Huo Chenyu, had a birthmark on his neck that was identical to Shen Nianyu's. He ordered a DNA test to be performed on Shen Nianyu and Huo Chenyu.
