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Shades of Mr.Billionaire

An Interior Designer Wei Lin has been assigned to a new project to renovate the great Old Mansion of the Feng Corp one of biggest company in Beijing but she got no that someone had awaits her coming at the Old Mansion. Feng Teng the President of Feng Corp, a devastatingly handsome, utterly confident, a strong builder, anyone whom seen him will bend down immediately with fears and pleasure seeking playboy who knows no boundaries. Wei Lin doesn't want to be attracted to this man and yet she can't control the overwhelming desire and fears that he effected in her since the first met. She knows that her heart will never survive from his poisonous attraction. But Wei Lin instinct keep telling her to run away but Feng Teng never willing to let her go. Feng Teng is a conquer man so as a man who always what he wants. He determined to make Wei Lin him no matter how hard she tried to run away from him, still he won't back off since the first day he laid his eyes on her portfolio. *Do not read if you don't like it* I write this book only for hobby and releasing my stress over my jobs since my work always busy like Wei Lin too. Just mine is reality, no fairy tales. So sometime my imaginary tend to be active during my block head during working. So Wei Lin character pop up into my mind. So enjoy. If you like too. Do not forcing you to read , since my English also impromptu. Hehe*

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Chapter 103 Not Acceptable

Feng Teng moving to the side, he scrutinise at the pants dubiously that still hanging in my hands. His head nodding as he admittedly, the pants do look like a pair of pants for the most obese man, but once you figure them out, they're super comfy for walks around the house on a lazy day.

"Here, let me show you how to measure those pants," The sale man takes the pants from my grasp and kneels in front of me.

I feel Feng Teng palm getting tense on my back.

"We'll take them." he spits out fast.

Oh, here comes, his possesive here again.

"Before that you need to measure on your body first lady, because we don't allow any exchange after the purchases." The sale man says cheerfully, as jiggling the opening of the pants at my feet.

I lift my foot to step into the pants, only to have myself tugged back slightly. I glance up at him, flashing a warning look. He's being ridiculous.

The man's just being friendly.