The Revenge Turned To Love

Zhao had an inquisitive look on his face when Lee Shan Bin said, "Zhao, as a father I want your good. That woman whom you are saying you love is a married woman with her own family. It is just your infatuation towards her, so just go on the date with the girl which I am suggesting. That would be much better for all of us." Zhao understood what his father was implying.

"Dad, when I was in the same college as Mishi I told you that I love her but you told me that I am a young boy who should focus on my studies and I did that. When I graduated, I told you to arrange a date with her by talking with her father who was your business partner, you told me that to not hurry things. Dad, she could be with me today but you never supported my relation." Zhao muttered.

"Then you left the home and wasted your four years after that girl. You were closer to that woman which was enough for her to say yes to your proposal but what she did? She kept on refusing your feelings but at the same time she used you." Lee Shan opined with a serious look.

"I could have succeeded dad and I almost succeeded in winning her heart till she met Xian Zhang," Zhao stated.

"Exactly. That woman loves money. She chose Xian above you. If she has known about your reality then she would be with you. I do not want such a girl to be a part of my son's life who loves money more." Lee Shan muttered.

"Dad, you are taking her wrong. She-"

"Enough," Lee Shan shouted at Zhao. "I have given you four years. I have given you those years to make that girl yours but you failed. Now, you will not waste any more time. Tomorrow you will go to Mr. Feng's house to pick her daughter, Miss Zhi Ruo Feng. I do not want to listen to anything bad from their side because this time I will not scold you but I will go to Mrs. Zhang's home." Lee Shan asserted, looking into Zhao's eyes.

"Dad, you want to spend my life with a woman whom I do not know?" Zhao questioned.

"You will go on dates with her so that you can get to know each other. Now, you must leave as I have some work to do." Lee Shan stated. Zhao turned and left the study.

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Mishi's sleep broke as she heard the ringing sound of the phone. She tried getting up but could not as Xian was holding her tightly. The phone stopped ringing after a while. Mishi was looking at the peaceful sleeping face of Xian when she kissed him on the cheek. Xian felt Mishi's soft lips against his cheek and opened his eyes.

Instantly Mishi leaned her head back and lowered her eyes. "My wife is being naughty when I was sleeping. This is bad. Tell me you were going to-" Mishi laughed because of which Xian stopped speaking. "You are going wrong. I have no such idea in my mind." Mishi muttered and got up as Xian had loosened her grip from her when Xian pinned her down. His one hand was around her waist and from the other he was supporting himself through its elbow.

Mishi's hands were on his arms while both were looking into each other's eyes. "Will you leave me? I have to leave for the office," murmured Mishi.

"Did you not say that you will no longer work in that company?" Xian asked.

"Ahh, I almost forgot," Mishi murmured in a meek voice. "It is fine. You can work in our company any time," muttered Xian.

"Our?" Mishi asked.

"Uh-hmm... You are my wife so it is obvious it is your company too. Our love story started there. We can have office romance then after we will do with our work," whispered Xian.

Mishi hit him lightly on his shoulder. "You always think about this. Pervert," murmured Mishi when Xian's facial expressions changed. "I am not a pervert. Take your words back," muttered Xian.

"Why? You are a pervert. You always-" Xian put his lips onto Mishi's. Mishi's surprisingly looked at him when Xian leaned back. "I am being romantic with you. Pervert is the wrong word you used. I am not a pervert, okay," said Xian kissed on Mishi's nose tip.

"Sorry. Now release me. I have to prepare breakfast for us else you will be late for the office," stated Mishi.

"Mi, let me teach you some morning romance," muttered Xian with a smile. "Xian," murmured Mishi and again hit him on the shoulder. "You are being too much," Mishi further said with a smile.

"No," Xian said shaking his head in refusal. "I have not even started," saying this Xian leaned to Mishi's neck and started plating soft kisses there. Mishi was getting weak because Xian was touching her skin but at the same time, she was enjoying that. Xian slid his hand inside her nightdress and touched her bare stomach gently.

He then looked into Mishi's eyes "Tell me to stop because once I will start it will be tough for you to stop me." Mishi was moving her hands up and down on his solid muscled arms and said, "You should stop as you have to leave for the work." Mishi said in a soft tone.

Xian nodded and got up from the bed. "I am going to freshen up," Xian said and went inside the washroom. Mishi got down from the bed, tied her hair into a bun, and went to the kitchen. Once she was done, she came back to the room and told Xian to come out as it was 45 minutes already.

"Mi, can you come inside? I am struggling with my tie," Xian said loudly from inside the washroom.

"Come out. Why should I come in?" Mishi questioned.

"Mi, please come inside," Xian said. Mishi walked towards the washroom, hold the knob, pressed it, and went inside. Xian was indeed struggling with the tie. Mishi smiled and went to him. He was standing in front of a giant mirror near the closet when Mishi grabbed the tie from his hand.

"Let me make a knot," said Mishi. Xian nodded and bent down slightly so that Mishi could reach his height. Once she was done, she made him wear the blazer and then stepped back. "Let's go then, Breakfast is ready," said Mishi when Xian pulled her up, holding her waist gently.

"Xian, not again," murmured Mishi.

"I have not even done anything," mumbled Xian and kissed on her lips. "I have not done the brush yet. Don't," Mishi muttered.

"It is fine for me," Xian said. Mishi put her palm on her mouth and gestured to him to go out. Xian smiled and walked out of the washroom. Mishi quickly freshened up, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and then left for the kitchen. Xian was waiting for her at the dining table when she quickly served him breakfast. Xian told her to sit and eat with him.

Mishi nodded and they both started eating. Once they were finished eating, Xian told her that he would be home early. Mishi smiled and told him to focus on work more. "You already know that I will not be able to focus on the work," Xian exclaimed.

Mishi slightly smiled when Xian pinched her cheeks. "Do not miss your hubby then," mumbled Xian and left for office. Mishi blushed and then went back to the kitchen.

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In Chengdu, Mark was inside the washroom taking a bath. As he came out of the shower, he wrapped his lower body with a towel and stood in front of the mirror. Drying his hair from the hairdryer he almost stepped out of the room when he smirked.

Yin who was all ready to go out to other places with Mark, hearing his voice got up from the couch. She went to the washroom and asked whether he was fine.

"I think I hurt my leg," said Mark from inside the washroom. Yin swiftly barged inside the washroom but did not find anyone inside when she heard the closing of the washroom door. Instantly she turned back and saw Mark all fine, with the naked upper body.

Yin gulped and averted her gaze. "You are all right then why did you say you are hurt?" Yin asked when Mark stood in front of her. "If I had told the truth then you would not have come in," said Mark and put her finger under Yin's chin, thus making her look at him.

"You- you should change. I am waiting for you," murmured Yin when Mark started moving her face on her face. "Why are you getting nervous now? Last night you were so-" Yin put her finger on Mark's lips. "We will be late if-"

Mark put down Yin's finger and touched his forehead from Yin's before crashing his lips onto her. Yin's hands were moving on his chest while Mark slid his hands inside her top, ready to remove it when Yin grabbed his hand. Mark parted his lips, opened his eyes to look at her. "We will end up doing more," whispered Yin, looking at him.

"You don't want to?" Mark asked, still moving his fingers on Yin's face. "It is not that I do not want to," murmured Yin and kissed Mark. Mark responded too and then parted his lips. "I think we should stop," whispered Mark and smiled.