Lu Shen, the new leader of the business empire, has a secret: he must touch me for an hour every day, otherwise he will be heartbroken.
For this reason, he hired me as his personal assistant, but wrote a ridiculous clause in the contract:
"Hand-holding, hugging, and necessary physical contact are allowed at any time."
I gritted my teeth and signed, thinking it was just a high-paying job.
Until the family banquet, he pressed me down on the piano in public and kissed me deeply, breathing hot:
"Article 10 of the Contract - When Party A loses control, Party B is obliged to provide comfort."
But obviously... He was the one who lost control first.
