Chapter 58: President Li Claims That He Is Hers
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
All three pair of eyes turned toward Tian Miaomiao when she entered the house.
She felt her scalp grow numb. “Am I… not supposed to come in?”
Sorry for disturbing!
Li Shaoling’s said, “Sit.”
“Uh, okay!” Tian Miaomiao quickly took a seat on the living room sofa after receiving permission, but soon realized that something was not right.
Why was he speaking as if he was some protagonist? And it felt like she was the outsider instead…
She was the one who found this house!
That was when Jiang Cong suddenly burst into the house while panting heavily. “I’m here, Boss!”
Tian Miaomiao then watched as he entered her room, and promptly got to her feet. Running up to Jiang Cong, she called out, “Hey! What are you doing, pervert?!”
Was it really acceptable to intrude into a lady’s private room?
She never even seen what a man’s room looked like…
Nonetheless, Jiang Cong craftily replied, “My boss instructed me. Please take it up with him.”
There were occasions when it was nice to be a lackey—the boss would take responsibility whenever anything happens.
Feels good!
Li Shaoling added directly right then, “You’re surplus. You have to move out.”
‘Heavens, the heartbreaking humiliation… I have at least been sought after by other women!’
Tian Miaomiao immediately pouted and dashed into Ji Weixi’s arms in tears. “Xi Xi, my life sucks… I’m going to be thrown out into the streets, hungry and cold. I’ll die come winter all by myself… boo-hoo…”
However, even before she could finish sobbing, her entire body was lifted into the air.
Li Shaoling’s face was cold. “I’m warning you: do not touch her.”
She was having quite the whale of a time touching his woman.
Could the same have happened overseas?
Li Shaoling felt a bad taste in his mouth.
Ji Weixi was certainly unhappy with his unreasonable attitude as well. “Li Shaoling, Miaomiao found us this house, and we lived together overseas. You cannot force her to move out!”
Even if she disliked Tian Miaomiao’s lazy lifestyle and her piggishness, life was more interesting with her around.
On the other hand, if she shared the same house with Li Shaoling—a man of volatile temperament who could eat her up at a moment’s notice…
It would be no different from living in hell.
Be that as it may, Li Shaoling had simply taken out a bank card and handed it to Tian Miaomiao. “Jiang Cong will take you to your new place.”
Tian Miaomiao’s eyes widened as she took the card. Her eyes were filled with dollar signs as she went wild in excitement.
Money! She could buy so many husbands!
Ji Weixi was displeased with Li Shaoling’s throw-money-at-the-problem style. She was also convinced Tian Miamiao would not abandon her for gold as well.
However, Tian Miaomiao had already rushed into her own room and kicked away Jiang Cong. “You pack up too slow! Let me do it!”
Minutes later, she had taken out several bags of her belongings, with Jiang Cong in tow, carrying her suitcases.
Then, she gave Ji Weixi a hug and a clap on her shoulder, somberly saying, “President Li, you’re the best! Hurry up and give Jiajia a sister! We shall meet again!”
Bang!
The door was shut firmly while Ji Weixi’s face darkened.
‘Damn you, plastic friend! I am cutting ties with you!’
“Stay away from her from now on.” Li Shaoling then spoke.
Ji Weixi was bemused. “Why? She’s my best friend and my assistant. What has she done wrong?”
‘And it was just a peck on the cheek.’
“She’s bi!” Li Shaoling growled.
“…And I’m straight.” Ji Weixi retorted.
“What a coincidence.” Li Shaoling then smiled and snuggled up to her. “Me too.”
“So what?”
“So, you are only allowed to be kissed, hugged and bedded by yours truly.”
Ji Weixi stamped her feet in frustration. “I’m not your possession!”
Li Shaoling lifted his brow. “It’s fine as long as I’m yours. And you can step on me anytime.”
His face seemed to be telling her to step on him immediately—he was ready for it!
Ji Weixi rolled her eyes at him.
What happened to the high and mighty boss?
He clearly was nothing more than a sand castle, was he not?