Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

“Of course it’s serious. I’m bleeding. Also, I only bought cheap rip-offs because of your stinginess. You don’t give me any money. So what can I do but buy cheap rip-offs?” Yan Qingsi complained as she lifted her legs and placed them on Yue Tingfeng’s lap.

“Sure. I’ll buy you some. And you’ll be able to buy a pair of shoes for every day of the week.” He raised Yan Qingsi’s leg for inspection and found that quite a few serious blisters peppered her soles. The blood had dried and scabbed over. It was painful to look at the wounds.

Both anger and hurt stabbed Yue Tingfeng’s heart. “You idiot. You wear heels when you work, but will you die if you don’t wear them when you’re not?”

Yan Qingsi rolled her eyes. “You don’t get it. I don’t have confidence if I don’t wear heels out of the house.”

“You don’t have confidence? You ooze confidence in front of me. Look at me, firmly held in your grasp. I can’t escape even if I wanted to. How much more confidence do you want?”

Yan Qingsi abruptly laughed at his words till tears leaked from her eyes. She crawled over and leaned against him. “That’s right,” she said. “I’m most confident before you when I have nothing on.”

Yue Tingfeng’s cheeks reddened; he blinked several times.

This… little vixen. She had such talent in seduction. How could he ever escape?

“You… Even if you were wearing clothes,” he said, tone low, “I still go heads over heels for you.”

The grin on Yan Qingsi’s face widened. “So will you love me forever?” she asked.

“Of course!” Yue Tingfeng said without hesitation.

As soon as the words left his lips, Yan Qingsi gave them a peck with hers.

“Let’s go home,” she said.

Yue Tingfeng rubbed his lips. “All right. Let’s go home,” he said with a smile.

He took out a bottle of water and opened the lid, passing it to Yan Qingsi.

They drove off, but they returned just after a while.

Yue Tingfeng got down from the car. “What are you doing?” Yan Qingsi yelled.

“Don’t get out. I’ll be back soon.”

Soon enough, Yan Qingsi spotted Yue Tingfeng holding a pair of heels as he returned. He got onto the car and flung the heels into the backseat.

Yan Qingsi was surprised. “Didn’t you call them ‘cheap rip-offs’? Why did you take them back?”

Yue Tingfeng released the handbrake and slammed on the accelerator. “Even if it’s a cheap rip-off, it’s your cheap rip-off. Besides… do you know that you’re polluting the environment by simply dumping your trash everywhere?” he said. “How can you not have the slightest awareness about being environmentally friendly? If someone took a picture of you, you’ll make the headlines tomorrow: Celebrated actress is an irresponsible litterbug.”

Yan Qingsi cupped her cheeks and grinned. “Actually…. you just don’t want anyone else taking something that I’ve worn before,” she stated.

Her crafty grin almost seemed to say, “Admit it. I see right through you.”

The tips of Yue Tingfeng’s ears burned. “Since you already know everything, why can’t you keep it to yourself?”

Of course, he could not let someone else take the shoes that Yan Qingsi wore.

“Never.”

The corners of Yue Tingfeng’s lips twitched. “Do your feet still hurt?” he asked.

Yan Qingsi nodded. “Mmhmm. What should I do?”

She did not expect Yue Tingfeng’s reply. “You deserved it.”

“Hmph.” Yan Qingsi twisted her body away from him.

Yue Tingfeng looked at her. She refused to move. “Look at that face. Look at how dark it’s gotten,” he said. “And you still want to be an actress like that? Don’t destroy your complexion before you’ve made a name for yourself.”

“I’m happy with my face,” Yan Qingsi retorted.

“I’m not.”

“Why is it any of your business?”

“I’m your boss, your boyfriend, and your future husband. It’s every bit of my business.”