The Typhoon's Dangerous Wife

The elevator door opened and Du Zheng came out along with his secretary. He kept walking and beside him, his secretary was narrating his daily schedule. It seemed like he was booked for the day. As they reached the presidential secretariat, Du Zheng stopped abruptly, startling the poor secretary. He saw junior Secretaries staring at him oddly. He turned to his chief secretary to find out what the matter was. 

Although he knew that it had something to do with the news circulating, still it shouldn\'t affect people as it looked like it did. He was often mentioned in the gossip sites due to his heavenly looks and association with beauties belonging to all the fields. 

Yet, the news which was circulating this morning was stunning more people than ever. 

"President Du, we have a meeting scheduled at 9. Why don\'t you go ahead and let me deal with it?" His secretary asked with a professional smile. She knew how difficult it was to work under a difficult man like him. As for dealing with scandals, it was a regular affair for her now. President Du loved playing with beauties, what could she do! 

As Du Zheng entered his office, he noticed someone already sitting on his chair. Anger -- it was all he felt. It appeared like his forehead vein could burst anytime. He could tolerate anything but not someone taking what was his! He wondered who had the death wish. 

Someone actually dared to covet Du Zheng\'s throne-like chair! It was presumptuous! 

"Do you know how tall the grass had grown by the grave of the last man who dared to do such a thing?"Du Zheng stared at the person who was occupying his chair as his own. He didn\'t know who this person was, as the backside of the chair was facing him. He had yet to see the face of the person he was going to kill. 

" Stupid! So stupid!" The person sitting on the chair tsked at him as if he was an annoying fly. Well, he was. The chair revolved and the face of the interloper became apparent to Du Zheng. 

Xin Zhenyi. The infuriating woman! She was sitting on his chair as if she was a queen and his chair was her throne. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" Du Zheng gritted out. 

"Just wondering how waste of land it would be to bury your corpse in a grave," Zhenyi said nonchalantly, her cherry-painted lips formed into a smile. "Don\'t you think so my dear rumored fiance?" 

\'Why waste a piece of land when she could just throw his corpse in a river to feed the fishes?\' 

That damned Young Master caused the scandal for no reason. Was it her so-called punishment? No, it was only a way to infuriate her. He was doing all the things she was finding troublesome. And she had a feeling that he would not be stopping here. She had another hunch in her heart that it was not the complete punishment. He was hell-bent on infuriating her. 

Didn\'t that Young Master know how much she disliked this Du Zheng? And what did he attain by spreading the rumors that Du family and the Xin family were forming an alliance through a wedding? Not only this but an unofficial announcement was also made -- Xin Yichen\'s sole heir of Xin family (the family of the former president) to tie the knot with the business magnate Du Zheng. 

In the same article, it was also penned that Xin Zhenyi would have been a perfect candidate for marriage to the business tycoon Long Jie if the relationship between the two business houses was smooth and he wasn\'t already married as rumors were implying. 

When she read the article, she was so furious that she would have already shot the writer if not for Fan Bingbing\'s insistence to let her deal with the matter. 

The so-called scandal was taken down within the next few minutes after it was uploaded on the internet. However, she had clearly underestimated that Young Master. He was doing everything in his control to not let this matter be suppressed and he was proving to be successful to some extent. For every post that was taken down, ten more would emerge soon after, and when those ten would be taken down, ten times more would again emerge. 

He was doing it for fun. He wanted to tell her that she was not invincible as she claimed. 

"Xin Zhenyi, do not forget your limits!" If Du Zheng didn\'t talk, Zhenyi would have forgotten that he was standing before her while she was sitting on his chair-- the chair he considered his throne. 

To be honest, she wanted to meet this Du Zeng face to face for once in her life. 

Zhenyi blinked at him innocently," Limits? What does it mean? I haven\'t been taught by my Bà what they are and how to stay within limits." 

Du Zheng had never met a woman who could get on his nerves so easily. He closely scrutinized her face because earlier he was never given the chance. He wanted to experience what it felt like to tame the Tigress called Xin Zhenyi. He wanted to taste this tigress once before hunting her. 

The prey had come to his cave willingly and how could he let her go? He walked in her direction, as he was a foot away from her, he placed his arms on the table and stared at her face closely. He wanted to do this for a long time. 

He hadn\'t seen a woman so beautiful. God had taken His time while creating her. Her exquisite oval face appeared even more fascinating with her unique cat-shaped eyes. Truly, if eye disorder being so attractive had a definition, it would be Xin Zhenyi. 

She was the epitome of beauty; a beauty that once he hadn\'t ever beholden before, temptation; a temptation that he wasn\'t able to resist, and ruination; she would be his ruination.