135 Possessive wife

"Thank you Wifey." Lei  Zhao mumbled his breath fanning on her face. His fingers trailed her face from her forehead, to the tip of her nose, to her soft lips. 

"You saved me." 

"No, my father saved you." Yan Mei refuted, shaking her head.

"And why did he save me?" Lei Zhao asked.

"Because..you are the man his daughter is madly in love with." Yan Mei chuckled as she said.

"And I'm madder about you." Lei Zhao grinned.

Yan Mei rolled her eyes at him. But a soft smile tugged at her lips.

"Ever since I saw you in that red suit at the club. I have been madder about you. I can't get you out of my mind."

Yan Mei gazed at him in a daze, her heart slamming hard in her chest. Only this man makes her feel a rush of so many emotions at once.

"Hmm. That's good then. It seems I'm not the only mad person in this relationship."

Yan Mei whispered making the grin on Lei Zhao's lips stretched wider.