Chapter 6: Fantasies

  She looked around for the man's voice!

  The CEO, Wen Jinyang, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, wearing a black suit with his back to her and one hand inserted into his own trousers.

  This figure is really... too familiar! A chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and her palms began to sweat. No matter what, she couldn't sit down.

  The man had his back to the light, so she couldn't see his face, but she already had the urge to turn and run.

  He turned around, his sword-like hair slightly raised, thin lips slightly hooked up, and his hand fell on the back of his office chair. The woman in front of him made him slightly narrow his eyes, she wore black-framed glasses, a black professional suit wrapped her up tightly, and tied an old-fashioned bun.

  The young women who came to work by his side were all dressed up and looking their best, but the one in front of him was a shocking exception.

  When she saw this man, that chill ran down her forehead again, and she subconsciously took a step back, hesitating whether to run away now and give up this tempting job.

  "Miss Mu, haven't we met before?" Wen Jinyang lazily sat down, with a hint of playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

  "No?" She loudly denied it immediately, but then felt that she had denied it too hastily, so she said, "What I mean is, I've been abroad all along, how could I have had the chance to meet President Wen?"

  Why did he think this voice was so familiar?

  Wen Jinyang stared at the woman in front of him, her reaction seemed very interesting, making him want to investigate further.

  "Miss Mu is from Manchester, UK!" He picked up her resume from the table and flipped through it carelessly, "Coincidentally, I was in the UK a month ago and visited Manchester. Who knows, maybe we've met before!"

  "Really? So President Wen has also been to Manchester, what a coincidence." She laughed dryly, "But I'm quite sure I've never met you, someone as important as yourself, if I had seen you before, I would definitely remember."

  Wen Jinyang stared tightly at her, the woman of that night in a sexy long dress, with slightly curled long hair and exquisite beautiful oriental facial features.

  The woman in front of her was rustic and old-fashioned, with a suit that was too conservative, and indeed had no comparability.

  "Why does your voice sound so familiar to me? Little fox..." The three words "little fox" slipped out of his mouth, and he called them in a rather ambiguous tone.

  Did he recognize him?

  "Mo Wan's brain was buzzing with excitement, her mouth corners twitching with a smile: 'Wen~ General, my name is Mo Wan!'"

  "Sorry..." He didn't mean it at all, his mind was filled with the image of the woman twisting in the dark alley, her soft body, the warmth and tightness when he entered her, and her weak and helpless moans during climax.

  Damn it, a wave of heat rushed down to his abdomen, and he actually fell in love with his new female subordinate.

  He never thought that a month had passed and he still couldn't forget about that one night.

  He wouldn't even know that at this moment his eyes were burning with desire, tightly locked onto Mu Wan's body, and his mind was already filled with fantasies.

  Mu Wan's whole body was covered in goosebumps as he stared at her, and she thought to herself that if he really recognized her, how would she react.

  She might lose this job, but her current situation really needs it. She focused and held her breath to calm herself down.

  "Excuse me..." She tried to remind her superior that his gaze was quite impolite.

  "Sit down!" Wen Jinyang snapped back to reality, no matter if she was the little fox from that night or not, time would tell and he would eventually find out.