Mr. Huo’s Cherished Darling

I, Wen Yining, have two identities.

In public, I’m the personal perfumer of Hong Kong’s powerful Huo Xingyuan. I’m gentle and obedient, and I wouldn’t dare contradict him.

In private, I’m his human sleeping pill. Every night, he holds me tight, threatening to break my legs if I so much as move.

(Help, when will this life ever end!)

So I...

At a banquet, my green-tea rival humiliates me.

I lower my head and shed tears, playing the victim.

The next second, Huo Xingyuan buys jewelry at an astronomical price and smacks her in the face with it. “You think you’re worthy of laying a hand on my woman?”

Everyone: !!!

At the company, my awful relative tries to scheme against me.

I pretend to fall for it, looking pitiful and helpless.

Huo Xingyuan turns around and buys his entire company. “Take it and play with it. Get it out of your system.”

Everyone: ???

Everyone thinks I’m a pet canary he keeps, but only I know I’m the one taming the beast.

But can someone tell me why this wolf gets clingier the more I tame him?!

Then, at last, he kneels on one knee and slips onto my hand the string of Buddhist prayer beads he never takes off. “Ningning, I used to put a collar on you. Now, will you put a leash on me?”