Enemies by Day, Sweethearts by Night! He Flirts Until I Cry Every Night

[Marriage first, love later + powerful man learns to yield + sweet office romance + neither lead has been with anyone else]

By day, Shen Zhiyi wears black-framed glasses and has a freckled, frumpy face.

By night, Shen Zhiyi has fair skin, stunning looks, and long legs, both innocent and alluring.

Once she takes off her disguise, she transforms from a “country bumpkin” everyone dislikes into a goddess everyone adores.

A slim waist, soft curves, and eyes that bewitch with every glance.

After getting drunk at a company retreat and wandering into the wrong room, she spent a passionate night with Fu Sihan, the crown prince of the capital’s elite circle.

Her direct boss was famously aloof, strict, sharp-tongued, and abstinent.

Everyone waited for the spectacle, saying Shen Zhiyi would be fired sooner or later.

In reality, night after night, Fu Sihan went wild for her, never getting enough, kissing her until the corners of her eyes turned red...

Fu Sihan, the crown prince of the capital’s elite circle, was cool and refined, with an eight-pack and an air that warned strangers to stay away.

Hiring a personal secretary was a matter of work. His ideal secretary followed orders to the letter and had no personal feelings for him.

In bed, they were perfectly in sync, their passion burning hot.

Out of bed, they were at odds, like strangers.

When he had stomach pain, his secretary replied, “Noted.”

When he couldn’t sleep, his secretary replied, “Noted.”

She kept a perfect professional distance, but Fu Sihan gradually lost control.

When he returned from a business trip, he cornered her in the break room and laid down three office rules. Every day, at minimum:

Ten minutes of hugs

Half an hour of kisses

A hundred calls of “hubby”

If she couldn’t manage those, there was a fourth office rule:

Seven times in one night, no excuses!

Shen Zhiyi couldn’t understand: Why were these sworn enemies, one her boss and the other his subordinate, expected to meet such humiliating KPIs?

Then, at the annual party, a male colleague confessed his feelings to Shen Zhiyi.

The usually composed Mr. Fu suddenly went berserk and smashed his wineglass in front of everyone.

“Yiyi, let’s stop being boss and subordinate. Be the one I cherish most.”

“Yiyi, I want to love you with all I’ve got, and I want you to belong only to me.”

“Yiyi, let’s go home and have an heir...”