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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 180 A Immensive Possessiveness

As I stay put on my place and Feng Teng shoots his eyes back to Xu Feng Brother.

"Oh, actually I'm going to ask Wei Lin if she would like to join me for some brunch so at the same time we can go over a few things. If you don't mind?" He says.

That last part was definitely not a question.

Oh yes, he's pressing.

"Yeah, sure. Be my guest." Xu Feng Brother chirps happily.

And I notice they don't even ask my availability.

"Err, I don't think I'm available at the moment. Because I have an appointment at lunchtime already." I pipe up.

As I point to the page in my new notes which is absent of the big, black, permanent marker pen lines that Feng Teng had put through every day of my last diary.

But I want to hold off on this altercation for long as possible. Certainly, I'm not at all comfortable with that willy look all over Feng Teng face.