Wang Rouxi and Xia Jiannan

Fair and slender fingers were rhythmically tapping against the steering wheel of an inconspicuous car, parked outside 'Hao Hua', the most luxurious restaurant in City A.

If one would see the countenance of the person sitting in the driver's seat, it was unsure how they would react.

Not only was the driver a woman, but she also possessed an otherworldly beauty!

This woman was simply a goddess!

But what was she doing working as a driver?!

With her beauty alone, she could just enter the entertainment industry and beat all those fake barbies in one fell swoop.

It was really a pity.

To think that an ethereal beauty would be reduced to such an extent as to serve as a driver for some lucky bastard, this was truly lamentable!

Perhaps if someone would say that this woman was the heiress of the largest business empire in the whole China, people would more likely accept it.

And apparently, this was actually the case.

The peerless beauty seated in front of the steering wheel was none other than Wang Rouxi, the rightful heiress of Wang Empire Estates.

But why was she waiting out here instead of going inside Hao Hua?

It should be known that Hao Hua was only one of the hundreds of thousands of businesses named under the Wang Empire Estates, so it was not unusual if she would just casually enter there and wait for someone.

What's peculiar was her staying inside the car and even sitting in the driver's seat while waiting for someone like she was their personal chauffeur.

The heiress of the largest business empire in China as a personal chauffeur?

If the media entities got wind of this, it would surely become the headline for the news and tabloids for several days.

But the person being talked about was seemingly unaware that this simple act of hers could cause an uproar to the whole nation.

Wang Rouxi simply sat there looking at her wristwatch from time to time. Her new secretary was already late for half an hour from their agreed upon time.

The reason why she was sitting on the driver's seat was because she drove herself here to pick up Secretary Sun, her new secretary, before going to meet her parents whom she had not met since the day she was born.

However, some time had already passed and yet Secretary Sun was still nowhere to be found.

As she was contemplating whether to give him a call or not, Wang Rouxi noticed an extremely good looking man standing beside her car.

The man had an emotionless expression on his perfectly sculpted face while listening to his secretary's report. God must have spent too much time in perfecting this man to the point where one glance could make any woman or even man fall in love with him.

The man was wearing a black slim-fitting tailored suit and white undershirt which emphasized his broad shoulders and slender waist.

Although she could only see his side profile from her position inside the car, Wang Rouxi immediately recognized this man as the CEO of the Xia Corporation, Xia Jiannan. This man was known for his cold yet calm demeanor and was given the title 'The Stoic King'.

But Wang Rouxi could just be careless about this godlike man. After all, she was the rightful heiress of the largest business empire in the whole China. Her status was indeed far greater than his if only...

Not wanting to delve into that topic, Wang Rouxi shook her head and was about to call Secretary Sun when all of a sudden...

Xia Jiannan got into her car!

Surprisingly, Wang Rouxi seemed not to be affected by the man's appearance. Faced with such a beauty, there were no changes in her expressionless face.

But was she really not affected even a slightest bit?

Badump!

Did her heart just skip a beat?!

A chilling coldness then flashed in Wang Rouxi's eyes for a second before it went back to its normal indifferent gaze.

If one would see the two of them together, they would agree that these two seem to fit with each other.

With their cool and laid-back temperament, the man seemed like an olden day emperor while the woman looked like an ancient deity. It would not even be an exaggeration to call them 'The Ice King and Queen'.

Looking at the handsome profile of the man who had just intruded in her car in interest, Wang Rouxi leaned back on the driver's seat and crossed her arms. She merely sat in front of the steering wheel, not bothering to make him leave.

"To the penthouse."

A deep cello-like voice broke the deathly stillness inside the car.

Hearing the man's authoritative tone, Wang Rouxi could not help but glance at her attire before musing to herself, 'Do I look like a driver-bodyguard?'