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FENG MIAN STUDIED for her University's entrance exam for one month, while her businesses kept giving her billions of dollars. Being the dark horse, she was almost on par with Fei Long, if not richer in another few years.
During the one month Feng Mian remained in her library, Ying Yue was taxing herself in order to climb higher. She also hired agents to observe Feng Mian's every move, gathered information about Feng Mian's assets and have met some of Feng Mian's associates.
She was sure she was doing great at reeling in more powerful figures on her side, especially from Feng Mian's side.
When before, she only wanted to obtain Horizon Line Inc., but as soon as she did, she found out Feng Mian was even more powerful than her. It felt like no matter what she did, Feng Mian will always be better than her.
From being the first legal son, to being the heir, and now, Feng Mian became one of the leading figures of the business world, nationally and globally. Almost everyone in the online community have heard of Feng Mian once, if not twice or more.
While thinking of how to bring down Feng Mian so she can finally be the only Zhao who have superior abilities, a pair of arms gently wrapped themselves around her waist. Then an alluring voice full of sweetness whispered into her ears, whispering: "Yue'er, you promised you would spend time with me if I talked with Mr Corazon. Why haven't you fulfilled the promise... Hm?"
His hand stroked Ying Yue's voluptuous body, going up and down from her hips to her thigh. His amorous actions elicited a soft breathe out of Ying Yue's cherry lips, and were then met with another pair of warm wet lips, biting and sucking them as soon as they connected.
She moaned for a while until she pushed him away gently.
In her gentle and sweet affectionate voice, she said, "Of course I can't miss spending time with you... Just that, could you please do me another favor, my love?"
The man's eyes radiated with so much gentleness that a normal woman might just fall for his charms, but the woman in his embrace had a heart as hard as stone and poisonous as a snake. Nevertheless, he was drowning under her beguiling gaze. "Anything..." He whispered, hot breath tickling her cheek.
Ying Yue smiled, a smile capable of softening the man's heart into mush. "Please set up an extravagant party celebrating Creative Studious 35th anniversary, and send an invitation to all the people in this list..."
The man was indeed Iker Matheus, now obsessed with Ying Yue instead of air planes. If he did not prioritize a foolish love, he might have become an intern at a Pilot Academy.
Iker briefly scanned the list and nodded his head, turning his gentle eyes to his beloved and kissed her soft cheeks. "As you wish.."
Ying Yue giggled from all the kisses Iker was giving her, all the while knowing the man was genuinely smitten with her charms. However, she didn't exactly care for that.
She has seen so many men who had their way with her mother for her to differ love and lust. Even now, despite being in many relationships at once, the men still catered to her needs because she satisfies their carnal desires while they achieve what she cannot do by herself. She was only a woman, and that's the fact driving her into feeling so much more inferior compared to Feng Mian.
At the thought of Feng Mian, Ying Yue's eyes sharpened. Just because you were born a boy doesn't mean you can have everything in this world! I, Ying Yue, will prove that to you!
Afterwards, her attention was completely taken by Iker's affections. He poured his heart and soul in satisfying Ying Yue's wants, in bed.
Embraced in Iker's strong hold, Ying Yue didn't know what to feel as she stared at the ceiling. Iker's even breath was the only sound she could hear in their hotel room.
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Feng Mian was later sent an invitation from Creative Studious, and she was required to go since she worked together in two or more projects in producing films. She did not really care in particular but she does remember partnerships. Hence, even when she vaguely knew of Ying Yue's scheme, she intended to spectate what sort of surprise await her.
The party was not until after her exams, and so she remained calm and continued reviewing reference books and textbooks. Not far away from where she was working, a certain Emperor was playing games on his mobile phone.
Feng Mian ignored him all throughout. For what seemed like long ago, she has always been stuck with Fei Long who never seem to leave her side. Even if it was for friendship, the guy was much too clingy. Feng Mian had to make sure she had enough tea to offer and desserts for Fei Long to completely transport into his stomach.
Even at this moment, Fei Long was already halfway through his cake. It was once a complete Mocha Cake, circular in shape, and with lettering 'Please don't eat me', but Fei Long was being Fei Long in Feng Mian's home. He mercilessly sliced the cake and has finished 3 plates in the last 2 hours.
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As for tea, for the record, 2 pots have been brewed, and still, he remained.
Suddenly, he stopped gaming, and gazed upon Feng Mian's serious expression while writing down notes. His electric blue eyes glittered in wonder as his focus wandered from Feng Mian's disorderly ebony hair, to her long eyelashes, admiring the bright hue of her eyes, to her straight nose and kissable lips.
Even after all these years, he still couldn't get enough whenever his eyes land on Feng Mian.
She was turning 18, but her figure has remained slender which has attracted Fei Long a number of times whenever they were working out together, or doing something else outside. True to his words 2 years ago, he would give Feng Mian $500,000 a year and the latter would allow him to pester her whenever.
Only thing was, has Feng Mian ever thought of him as a friend?
"Mian.." Fei Long called Feng Mian, and the latter immediately stopped with her actions to look up at him.
"Pfft!" Feng Mian chuckled, while Fei Long looked a bit lost at her sudden amusing reaction.
He frowned and Feng Mian burst out into laughter.
She pointed at his face while clearing up her eyes of tears, saying in between giggles. "Y-you... HAHAHAHA!!" She was laughing so much, but Fei Long, even feeling a bit lost, enjoyed her laughter more than his face let on.
After a moment, Feng Mian calmed down. She had acted so abnormally that it took her a while to recover her apathetic expression. Even then, every time she looked at Fei Long, she couldn't hold back her giggles. So she decided to glare at her notes instead and asked, "What?"
Although bewildered by Feng Mian's reaction, Fei Long was also hang up with the question that has been swirling in his head for so long. "Do you consider me your friend?"
Feng Mian nodded. "I think we are. Is that all?"
She still didn't dare look up at Fei Long. On the other hand, Fei Long felt relieved and genuinely smiled while still looking at her. "Why don't you look at me when talking?"
"I-I can't." Feng Mian hesitated.
Fei Long was curious now, so he stood up from the sofa and trudged towards Feng Mian's desk.
When he was close enough, Feng Mian raised a hand for him to stop. "Don't come near me, please."
Fei Long grew even more curious, deciding against Feng Mian's request.
His face was only a few inches from Feng Mian now, and the latter's shoulders was beginning to shake so much. Fei Long didn't know what was going on with Feng Mian but whatever was making her laugh, he also wanted to know.
"Look at me." He commanded.
"No."
"I'll give you.."
"No." Feng Mian swiftly grabbed her phone on the side and flashed a camera on Fei Long's face.
"...What?" He reached out for her phone, trying to see how he looked in the picture.
But Feng Mian hid away her phone, refusing for Fei Long to see the masterpiece.
"You should go back on your sit now. The fun is over."
"What fun? Just tell me alright? I can be a good confidante if I want to."
"I'll show it to you later, so get back on your sit first. Oh, on your way, do you see that mirror between those two bookshelves? Can you open it up for me and get me a scroll?"
Fei Long looked at Feng Mian doubtfully but still nodded his head. "En..."
And so, he turned around, leisurely walked to the mirror wall and was about to grab for the handle when he saw his own reflection.
On the side of his lips and on his chin, there were smudges of cake the color of soil. In other words, he looked like he had eaten poop and messily at that.
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He groaned and growled at Feng Mian while she simply giggled and laughed some more. "FENG MIAN!!"
"Hahaa... It's not my fault!"
Then Fei Long remembered the picture Feng Mian had taken.
"Give me your phone!" He demanded, clawing his way around Feng Mian's pants.
"No! Fuck man, stop with this harassment!"
"Harassment my a$$! Your phone!" He patted Feng Mian all over as if his life depended on it.
His strong arms encased Feng Mian as the latter hid away her phone behind her, about to put it in her buttocks. Fei Long's face was by Feng Mian's while he continued to reach out for her phone, completely forgetting propriety.
It was at this time that Ellar Fin knocked on the door and strode inside. As soon as his old eyes laid upon his young master and the Emperor who looked like they were embracing each other and eating each other's face, he immediately paled and excused himself nervously, shutting the door behind him. "E-excuse me, Young Master."
Once the door was closed, Fei Long realized his position and he felt his face warm upon the closeness, his heart ramming hard in his ribcage. Feng Mian bit Fei Long's neck to wake him up, then said, "I'll delete it, so get away."
Fei Long absent-mindedly removed himself above Feng Mian who immediately tided up her clothes and fiddled with her phone. Then she showed him blatantly the picture's deletion.
He looked at her quietly while she was already back on her studies like nothing has ever happened.
Even though she showed Fei Long how she deleted the picture, she's already sent a copy to her laptop. But of course, she would never tell Fei Long that.
Meanwhile, the Emperor who only ever thought he had already fallen in love once with Ying Yue actually never knew what true love was at all, until this very moment as he dazedly gazed down on Feng Mian.
He could feel his heart beating very loud, enough for his ears to hear. And together with the boisterous reaction of his heart, there was also pain and it shot through his throat, remaining there like a lump as his body froze but actually growing warm.
His mind's eyes flashed memories of many moments with Feng Mian. From the moment he saw her at Matheus' family villa, to when he saw her escape blooded but looking like a beautiful devil, the moment when he was taken aback from her nonchalant but critical analysis of his agenda, when he saw her smirk with confidence as if looking down on someone she could see through, times they spent in his office working every day and he would catch glimpses of her happiness as she watches her money increase, the trip in London, her sharp mouth, attractive frost-cold eyes and simply the her at this moment, who laughed so hard at him.
Even though he was the target of her prank, he was not insulted at all. Instead, he felt his heart tickled as something extraordinary was giving him energy from his gut. He suddenly felt calm after the realization.
That, he was in fact, in love with the man(woman) before him. And this time, it was real.