CH20. A maniac

'What is the need of being handsome when you have a heart worse than a devil's? To think that he abused me on my first day at work.'

'Everyone thinks he is perfect. But he is a hyena in sheep's skin. How can you force a kiss on your employee, then blame her for seducing you?'

'Serving the rich is so demeaning. If I were to ask, what was that devil doing in my room when I woke up? And why was he on my bed? I can't even say the third statement! Justice needs to be done!"

'Being poor is really something. He even fooled me with food so that I could forget that he came uninvited!"

"I finally realized it. He is a maniac! How can he hold my hands in the name of looking at a cup? He should be grateful I did not spit on that face of his!'

Lu Min Chen looks at the book and sighs. Is that what she thinks of him? She  thinks he is a maniac?

No wonder she abandoned him in her room and went to spend a night somewhere else.

Would she have left him if he was sick? She would abandon her boss (who is in love with her) and run to seek refuge somewhere else?

'Ye Xiao Xiao! What if I really became a maniac?' He asks sadly.

He feels bad that she has a bad impression of him like that.

Heart brokenly he returns the book where it was and walks out. But his heart is in turmoil. It means that it will be more difficult changing his impression on her.

...

In the morning, Lu Min Chen is still so gloomy. He hardly slept last night after feeling betrayed so many times in a row.

He busies himself with work to stop himself from thinking too much. 

He does not even raise his head to look at her when she brings him breakfast. He tries his best not to look at her.

It is so bad to know that you have been rejected even before you tried. Will he be able to allow her continue working for him after all these?

Lu Min Chen has always been a cold hearted man, who cares nothing about what people say to him. He has been called so many names; devil, Satan, killer. But none of them ever mattered to him.

But it felt very different when he hears them from her. No, she wrote them about him. She has noted them down, meaning that she will never forget them.

That day, he only used the excuse of a cup because he wanted to see her a little more. And he held her hand because his heart yearned for it. It was a desire of the heart. He could not control it.

"Good morning young Master," Xiao Xiao greets cheerfully, unaware of the storm that is brewing. There is going to be a heavy downpour, one that might cause flooding and a lot of destruction.