The sun was very hot on this June afternoon. President Fang was sitting in his office and happily enjoying the air conditioner, when he suddenly received a phone call from his godlike patron James Lu! Great. Not only was he forced to say goodbye to his air conditioner, he also had to accompany James Lu, cap in hand, as he went around "inspecting" the campus under the glaring sun! He suffered in silence! The great Mr. Lu seemed to be an unsual man who was completely unbothered by the wind or rain, sunshine or storm. But President Fang was different. His stocky stature was mostly made from useless fat, and he was a senior citizen who was nearing his sixties! He had to somehow endure the vicious sunshine, all the while carefully choosing his words in fear of accidentally offending his majesty again. Oh! What a cruel world! James passed through the library as a formality. He only made one two-word comment, "Very good!" President Fang nodded with a
Margot Wang was delighted, "Then..." "But I wouldn't dare to employ someone as distinguished as Uncle Wang's daughter." James Lu smiled gently. He took care not to offend her, but gave her a clear refusal. "It's okay, my father wouldn't object..." "Marge, if you have to choose, you should be working at Uncle Wang's company, not mine." As he said this, he took the drawing from Margot's hand and threw it onto the male model. "The AC's pretty strong, and you'll be warmer if you cover yourself." The model was stunned. He was feeling uncomfortable since the two people suddenly barged in, so when he heard James's words, he immediately covered his private parts with that drawing. James shut his eyes for a moment. If it wasn't to stop that Elizabeth Liang from seeing this repulsive scene, he would never have had to face this exhibitionist! Ugh! His eyes! "My drawing!" Margot was shocked and couldn't believe what she was seeing. That was supposed to be her of
August Liang sat in the living room as he smoked one cigarette after another with a dark face. "Stop smoking so much, August, it's bad for you!" Charlotte Dong tried to persuade him, and then made eyes at Josephine Liang who had just arrived home, signaling for her to say something as well. "Stop being angry, dad, it was just a useless piece of land anyway," Josephine Liang said nonchalantly. "We'll buy a bigger and better one next time." Hearing this, August bellowed at her, "What do you know?" "Hey!" Charlotte lightly slapped August's arm and said, "Stop working yourself up about it. It's all that ungrateful b*tch Elizabeth Liang's fault!" "Mom?" Josephine was confused. "What does Elizabeth have to do with it?" "Hmph! Do you know why your father and Theodore Chao missed out on that property? Your father's men investigated the matter and found that little b*tch stayed in Sir Wu's hotel room for a long time, and by the time she left, the land was giv
"Do I really have to draw you?" Elizabeth Liang asked with a miserable face. "Uh-huh!" James Lu nodded. "Didn't you hear what President Fang just said?" "Why are you taking it so seriously, James? President Fang just said that you don't need to do this at all!" "Oh, that won't do." James looked at her with distress. "I've always been a very serious person, you see." "..." Seeing that Elizabeth was still standing in place, James put on a long face and said, "Hurry up, you still have to cook dinner when you get home." She was past the point of no return now! Elizabeth reluctantly set up her drawing board and looked up. "How do you... AH! What are you doing?" Her eyes grew three sizes as she watched him in horror! He... James was... was suddenly taking off his jacket for no reason, and... "I'm taking my clothes off because I don't want to die from the heat!" "Then... then why are you unbuttoning your shirt?" She could even
Elizabeth Liang swallowed hard. Hearing the sound, James Lu turned his head and squinted at her. "When are you going to start?" Feeling a little guilty, Elizabeth lowered her head, "I..." "Do you think you don't have to do anything but stare at me to draw me?" With a deafening rush of blood, Elizabeth's face quickly reddened again. But she didn't want him to actually believe that she was peeping at him, so she stubbornly denied his accusation, "Who... who said I was staring at you?" Then, in order to emphasize that she wasn't staring at him, she continued, "Stop flattering yourself, I... I was just thinking about how to draw... that's all..." "Hmph!" James snorted, blew out the smoke in his mouth, and leaned a little closer. "Then why did I hear you swallow just now?" Elizabeth winced. "That... that's because... because..." Because what? She couldn't think of anything! Damn it! "Because," James smiled knowingly and winked at her, "You wer
Closer! And even closer! Elizabeth Liang's big and glistening eyes were impossibly widened as she stared blankly at James Lu approaching her face. Was... Was he going to kiss her? What should she do? Should she refuse? Or accept him? An intense battle was happening in her mind, but that didn't stop her body from reacting honestly. Looking at James's handsome face getting closer and closer, Elizabeth tightly shut her eyes, even though her nose was still bleeding everywhere and looked disastrous. James was much taller than Elizabeth. Even as he leaned down, he could see every single one of her movements and expressions. When his lips were about two inches away from hers, a thought flashed across his mind. What was wrong with him? Why did he have the ridiculous thought of kissing her? Why did he want to kiss this stupid and idiotic woman who was literally bleeding from her nose? There was a bloody smell in the air. James paused a
There was no way in hell that anyone could continue eating now. Made of stone? Didn't know how to take the initiative? How the f*ck was he supposed to take the initiative? They slept in separate rooms and had no feelings for each other, was he supposed to force her like some kind of animal? James Lu put down his bowl and chopsticks and closed his eyes, speechless. "Dear Mrs. Song, with all due respect, do you really believe that it's appropriate for you to say that in front of your son?" "Hehe..." Lydia Song chuckled. "I just really, really want a grandchild! You know how adorable Mrs. Lee's grandson is!" "So?" James tried to be patient. "Just because Mrs. Lee has a grandson, I have to hurry up and give you one too?" "Of course! That would be wonderful! You and Elizabeth got married because you two are in love, right? You've always been pretty naughty and annoying since you were a kid, but you've always listened to me. You wouldn't turn down this tiny litt
The next day, Elizabeth Liang was incessantly told off by the dean in front of the entire class for not handing in the drawing from yesterday. She went on and on about how she couldn't believe that such a brilliant student would damage the school's reputation and so on. And of course, not only was she publically reprimanded, and forced to endure gossipy eyes from the entire class, but her credits for that lesson were also no doubt out of the window. Perhaps the only good thing that came out of it was that, because Elizabeth didn't hand in the drawing, everyone collectively let go of how James Lu said that she matched his tastes and that he was going to scout her as a talent. Since, well, how could someone who couldn't even hand in a drawing possibly be qualified to work at Lu Enterprises? After class, Margot Wang walked over to Elizabeth's table. She sneered and mocked Elizabeth ruthlessly, "Looks like your dreams yesterday have turned to dust, Elizabeth. You seriousl