Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, glamorous director × elegant, dangerously obsessive CEO | Second chances
On the new EVP’s first day, he rejected Yan Yan’s proposal in front of everyone.
Seated at the head of the table in a custom-tailored suit, he looked refined and arrogant as he glanced at her.
“Director Yan, have you never been in love?”
The moment he said it, the room fell completely silent.
“That’s why your proposal comes off as so... cold.”
From then on, the office became a battleground split between morning and evening.
He nitpicked every detail, and she refused to give an inch.
The whole company said they were born under clashing stars, and that every meeting nearly came to blows.
But only Yan Yan knew that
in public, he was a cold, untouchable, desireless boss,
but in private, he was a possessive, obsessive bastard.
Later, at a company retreat, after a few drinks, someone boldly asked him about his first time.
The man swirled his glass and glanced at Yan Yan in the corner. After a long pause, he smiled.
“London... on a foggy night.”
Everyone cheered at the romance of it, but Yan Yan was the only one sitting on pins and needles.
She remembered that year, at a bar beside Westminster Bridge,
she had easily tempted this refined young nobleman into playing the cello for her.
As he moved his fingers over the strings, his gaze had been utterly seductive.
A man in a sharp suit with a classical cello: restrained,
yet so sexy that it set the imagination alight...
When the song ended, she stood to leave.
He chased after her in the darkness and stopped her. Their breaths mingled, the mood just right.
She was the one who rose onto her toes to kiss him first. “Don’t ask my name...”
He laughed softly, gripped the back of her neck, and kissed her fiercely and hungrily.
That night, they ran through the streets at midnight and clung to each other until the fog lifted. But when morning came, she vanished without a trace.
He searched all of London,
and all he found was the fruitless result of giving it everything he had...
[Little Scene]
In the top-floor conference room, Yuan Jinyan blocked her way.
Before everyone’s eyes, he spoke in a voice only she could hear, seducing and threatening her at once.
“If Director Yan defends him one more time...”
“I won’t mind kissing you right here, in front of everyone.”
[London Little Scene]
In the night fog, he lifted her onto the bridge railing and bent down to untie her high heels.
“You’ve been running around for so long. Do your feet hurt?”
He held her ankle, gently massaging her calf with his thumb.
Embarrassed, she curled her toes, but he gently stopped her.
“Don’t move. Let me rub them for you.”
The wind blew her skirt against his trousers.
The man looked up at her, sitting high above him, and suddenly smiled.
“What are you laughing at?” she asked.
He tightened his grip, his eyes burning as he stared at her slightly parted red lips.
“Can I ask for my reward now?”
“...”
In his orderly life, she was the only wild affair that made him lose control,
and the dazzling vision he once thought he would never find again...
But the echo of fate always arrives with a crash when you least expect it.
Reader’s Guide:
1. In public, the male lead is a refined gentleman. In private, he is overwhelmingly possessive.
2. They reunite right from the start. Their meeting in London is incredibly romantic, and they find their way back to each other.
3. Push and pull | Physical attraction | Both virgins | Happy ending | One-on-one
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Theme: Talk things out.