My Evil Genius Wife
The girl barged into his office, ignoring the secretary's feeble attempts to stop her. He looked up from his files, his expression turning sour at the sight of the girl standing before him. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice chilly. She smirked and tossed her hair. "What do you think I want? I'm hungry. Take me out for lunch." He furrowed his brows. "Why should I? Haven't I already paid you compensation? I have no obligation to feed you, so leave." But she only sneered, her lips twisting into a malicious grin. "Do you really think you can escape from me so easily? Tsk, tsk. Mr. Han, you've underestimated me." "I'll track you down, no matter where you hide," she added, her voice dripping with venom. ... Jiang Yue was a member of the most popular and influential girl group, living a life of fame and glory. But when she dies in an accident and wakes up in the body of a hidden heiress of the Gu family, everything changes. Xu Nuan, once an obedient and timid girl, suddenly becomes sharp-tongued, bold, and fearless after the accident. But can those who have always looked down on her accept her newfound strength and courage? Han Zihao, the president of Han Corporations, is known for his cold and unyielding demeanor. But when Xu Nuan jumps in front of his car and forces him to yield, he finds himself struggling to deal with her fierce and spirited influence. How will he react to this sudden challenge to his authority? …. * NO RAPE OR MAJOR MISUNDERSTANDING* Follow on Instagram: @kamlyn_love Discord server: https://discord.gg/zdjyt5tS Note: Review and comment based on content. Any personal or hate comment or review will not be entertained and will be deleted right away. Criticisms are welcomed, not rude and hateful comments!
Jealous-girlfriend type.
After the long day, when Xu Nuan came back home, she stared at the unit which has been empty for a week now. Its emptiness started to feel even more since she couldn't talk to him for once in the last week.
Whenever she called him, he was busy in a meeting, or when he called, either she was busy or missed his call. Since they couldn't match their timings, the messages went fleeting as well. She sighed and looked at the bag that she was carrying, filled with instant noodles and beers.
" He must be thinking of me too, right?" she murmured while trying to make herself believe that she must not be the only one feeling this way.
She was punching her passcode on the door when her phone rang. She put down her plastic bag on the floor and pulled out her phone from the bag to check the caller, her eyes lit up seeing the name on the screen.
She pursed her lips to control her overly-excited smile and took a deep breath and answered, " He..llo?"