The Bully President and the Serious Wife

Xie Zhenting never brings anything into his bedroom that doesn't belong to him. Even gifts given to him by others are kept in a separate room.

His room was off-limits even to his parents, except for the cleaner.

However... Xie Zhenting brought a pair of high heels. Women's high heels, women's...

This means that this woman is not just any girl, and she is not a woman who can attract Xie Zhenting's fantasy.

Xu Piaopiao screamed like a mad woman: "Are you dating another woman? Who is she?"

Xie Zhenting frowned angrily. "Is this woman seeking death?"

He strode towards Xu Piaopiao and kicked her out of his room.

He had told her before that he would beat women.

Especially a woman like Xu Piaopiao.

“Get out of my house. The next time you come here, I’ll break your arm.”

Mrs. Xie heard the commotion and rushed upstairs.

Xu Piaopiao sat on the floor while her son stood aside with a hostile look in his eyes. “What’s going on? What’s wrong?”

"Auntie, Zhenting has another woman. He has another woman..." Xu Piaopiao started to get a little crazy.

Mrs. Xie frowned in confusion. "What's the big fuss?"

She knew her son was not interested in Xu Piaopiao. Young people have needs. What's so strange about having a woman around?

Xu Piaopiao hugged Mrs. Xie tightly. Waving her hands: “No, no. This time, you don’t understand…”

Mrs. Xie struggled to break free from Xu Piaopiao, whose embrace hurt. "Okay, okay, I don't understand. It's late, can you go home now? I'm tired."

She spoke in an impatient tone.

Xu Piaopiao was dragged out of the Xie family's house.

Madam, she wiped her aching wrist and said unhappily, "What happened to Xu Piaopiao?

Xie Zhenting folded his arms and leaned against the bedroom door frame. "Mom..."

“I never want to see that woman in our house again.”

The wife frowned. "But isn't she your girlfriend?"

The wife has a good impression of Xu Piaopiao.

“I never admitted it.”

“But everyone else said…”

Xie Zhenting interrupted and said: "My girlfriend was decided by someone else?"

“But… you…”

“I’ll marry one day, but not to her. I don’t have such bad taste in women.”

To Xie Zhenting, Xu Piaopiao has always been just a clown.

"If you invite her over again, I'll move out. You can live with her.

The wife waved her son to appease him and said, "Okay, okay. You win... This house is already deserted. If you move out, I will be scared..."

"Very good. Go back to sleep," Xie Zhenting nodded.

He went into the bedroom and closed the door.

Mrs. Xie sighed. She really thought Xu Piaopiao was a good candidate.

"Will Xu Piaopiao do anything bad to her? Maybe I should help her." Xie Zhenting said to himself.

Xie Zhenting bent down and picked up Xu Lu's high heels. He walked into the closet and opened the glass door of the shoe cabinet. There was a wall of men's shoes, all of which belonged to Xie Zhenting. He placed the high heels on the shoe cabinet.

After taking a shower, he stood in front of the mirror and blow-dried his hair.

The wound on his neck was still red and swollen, with visible tooth marks—not just a minor bite.

Xie Zhenting examined the wound. "She really has the guts to do that..."

As a master in the world of romance, this was the first time a woman had left him with a scar.

He was very excited.

He didn't apply any medication. After blow-drying his hair, he sat on the bed and scrolled through his phone.

He suddenly had the urge to call Xu Lu, but no one in his social circle had her number.

Plus, he almost forgot her phone was smashed.

...

In the early hours of the morning, Xu Piaopiao's car was still parked in front of the Xie family's door. She gazed at the magnificent villa.

Even in her dreams, she wanted to be the mistress of the Xie family. It didn't matter whether Xie Zhenting loved her or not, what she wanted was the power and money of the Xie family.

Xu Piaopiao gripped the steering wheel tightly and vowed, "I will find out who that person is... I won't be defeated easily..."

...

The next day, Xie Zhenting woke up in a bad mood.

He didn't even have breakfast and left without saying a word.

When Jiang Lin delivered the documents to the office, she saw Xie Zhenting's ashen face and held her breath.

Xie Zhenting suddenly shouted: "Cellphone."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Lin replied.

The sound of a pen tapping on the table. "Mobile phone..."

Ah... now she understood, the young master wanted Xu Lu's cell phone.

“It was broken…”

“F*k?”

Jiang Lin trembled. "You didn't mean..."

"What did I say?" Xie Zhenting frowned.

"Young Master... please wait a moment," Jiang Lin quickly ran out of the office.

After Jiang Lin left, Xie Zhenting began to look through the documents. But he couldn't read anything. His body was twisted with anger.

This morning he has been thinking about what happened last night.

Wet dream? ...Haha!

He was a 28-year-old who had seen countless people, yet he still had erotic dreams. His dream...

Moreover, the heroine in his dream was Xu Lu, which made him even more angry.

Three years ago, he slept with her once. Just that one time.

In the past few years, he swore he had never thought about her.

however…

He actually had an erotic dream about her.

...

Jiang Lin knocked on the door and walked in with a white cell phone. "Master, cell phone."

He asked calmly, "Isn't it destroyed?"

"I..." Jiang Lin was speechless.

"You asked for it to be destroyed, then you asked for it to be found. Now you ask why it's not broken. What do you want me to do?"

Xie Zhenting picked up his phone and threw it into his drawer.

“Buy me a new phone.”

"Is this for you, young master?" Jiang Lin asked.

Xie Zhenting glared at her, and Jiang Lin regretted asking. She said hurriedly, "I'll do it right away."

“Find out who that person is.”

Jiang Lin felt like vomiting blood. Which person? Would the young master give him a hint?

Thankfully, Jiang Lin had a clever mind and quickly realized who this person might be. It could be the foreigner in the photo.

“Yes, sir.”

“I want to know every detail of her life over the past three years.”

Jiang Lin nodded and said, "Okay, young master."

As she walked out of the office, his head began to ache. Procurement should be Miss Sun's job, not hers.

Jiang Lin shook her head. The young master had never asked about his whereabouts for the past three years.

Men are so fickle.

Jiang Lin's phone rang, and the caller ID surprised her. "Xu Piaopiao?"

She hung up the phone with a frown. She didn't like her.

Xu Piaopiao’s inexplicable call was definitely not a good thing.

...