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The President Is On Top, I'm At The Bottom

“You want to steal my genes then leave?” He grabbed her and tried to force her to hand over the child that was born three years ago. She never had a baby? Then conceive one! The delusional President’s desperate love; her inability to resist as she fell deeper. OK, the baby is born. She handed it to him and left! Yet, he had her hog-tied and thrown onto the bed. Furiously boiling with anger, he roared, “Woman! Who said I only wanted one?” *Note: I am not the author of this novel. All rights reserved to the original author: Jiang Xiaoya (姜小牙). I, LazyButAmbitious, am only a translator for this work!

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Pain In Reality

Author: Jiang Xiaoya

Translator: LazyButAmbitious

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Hell, how could she dream that she was kidnapped by a man who wanted an offspring supposedly born between the two of them? Furthermore, the man wanted to use 'that' method in order to check if she had given birth…?

But the sensations felt very real that she could vividly recall them even now, especially the temperature of his warm lips and body. His face was cold, but his skin was so hot that she felt as if she was going melt within him. His figure was also perfect, lacking any excess fat with a smooth, clear texture to his skin.

{It's just that when he started moving quickly, it hurt so bad I felt as if I was going to die.}

"Shi Xiaonian, that man was crazy," she quickly shook her head free from the contents of the dream.

She hated that her thoughts were still dwelling on the man in her dream and slapped her cheeks red in order to sober up.

After clearing her head, Shi Xiaonian was about to get out of bed when a nearby newspaper caught her attention. She picked it up and saw, in bold fonts, the name 'Gong Ou' printed on the front-page headline.

The text was accompanied by the photo of a handsome man coming out of the airport while being followed by a group of bodyguards.

The man was young and full of vitality with a strong aura. There were so many people scattered around but he was the centre of it all, making him noticeable at first glance.

He wore a grey trench coat that wrapped his slender figure and his hair was short and neatly-combed, which further added to his already handsome face. Even though it was just a photo, it was already enough for one to sigh in admiration just by looking at it.

One could only imagine what was running through the heads of the people that were facing him directly in the photo. From the openly enthusiastic expressions shown on their faces, it seemed like an eye-opening experience.

This was the man from her dreams.

{No wonder I felt that he was familiar. Maybe I fell asleep watching the news last night so I ended up having that type of dream.}

That must be it. How else could someone like her have gotten involved with a character like Gong Ou?

Who was Gong Ou exactly?

He was an Asian born in the British hereditary aristocracy with a quarter of European ancestry. He started his own company by himself at the young age of 20 and mercilessly climbed up the ranks, shrouded in a bold and cold-blooded mentality. He was aggressive and vicious in achieving his visions and continuous development established his business into a multinational group.

The company's research and development of advanced software and systems were matchless and the company was almost close to achieving a worldwide monopoly.

In addition, Gong Ou himself dabbled in the path of finance and was efficient in the way he used and invested his money.

This year, the main company became the world's largest listed company by market value, and he was advertised as the richest man in the world— all this at only 28 years old.

{Such a man...except in my dreams, there is no way I would be worth a single dime in his eyes.}

"Sigh," Shi Xiaonian threw the newspaper into the trash in a bid to rid herself of her clouded thoughts and got up to brush her teeth.

When she got out of bed, Shi Xiaonian almost tumbled over and fell— she couldn't stand firmly at all. There was a numbing pain between her legs that was causing her to grit her teeth,

"Uh~" she groaned while supporting herself against the wall. Stroking her lower abdomen with one hand, she couldn't help but think.

{How could this be? Is it possible to carry experiences one felt in dreams over into reality? This kind of thing could actually happen?}

{I must be suffering from chronic loneliness for such a weird thing to happen to me…}

Shi Xiaonian tried her best to resist the discomfort and headed into the bathroom to freshen up.

After coming out of the bathroom, she changed into a set of clean clothes, took her drawing board and bag, and went outside.

She was a third-rate cartoonist so she usually enjoyed a lot of freedom when it came to work; she could either draw at home or at the company. She always enjoyed the home option but today she definitely needed to go out just in case she accidentally took a nap and fell into another session of spring dreams.

When Shi Xiaonian arrived at the company, she was greeted by the shrill screams of a group of women.

"Oh my God, Gong Ou is so handsome and sexy! I really want to break through the screen and ravish him on the spot!"

"I heard that he built a castle near our city, the castle…"

"Gong Ou has enough money to wrap the surface of the earth a couple of times with some left to spare. Even if we threw ourselves at him for free, I doubt he would even give us a second glance."

{Gong Ou.}

It was this name again...

Shi Xiaonian, you cannot escape. When the coin of fate and destiny starts spinning, you either have to give the head or take it from the tail. >_<)/

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