220: Breathless

Breathless

Lezhi Holdings took this opportunity to counterstrike by releasing an announcement, producing an international toy quality assurance report, and mercilessly lambasting MITEL for its unscrupulous practices.1

Lezhi used MITEL Toys as a springboard to host its grand product launch; because of this incident, the former emerged victorious in this commercial battle.

Lezhi Holdings took sixty percent toy market share in the first quarter.

Following this matter, the director board began to view this mysterious shareholder with much awe and reverence.

Yun Tianyou had once said that he was not the type to lock horns with another, but once he did, he would not leave an opponent any chance to retaliate.

Recalling the boy's casual tone when he spoke these words and reflecting on them now, the agent was unnerved.

It was astonishing for a six-year-old boy to have such business acumen and foresight. Moreover, anyone would find his charisma daunting!

Yun Tianyou would naturally not tell him what chance he was waiting for; he had his plans.

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Warmth flooded the room.

Yun Shishi had a rare good sleep.

She usually did not sleep well. She would often be visited by nightmares at night, but last night, her sleep was peaceful and dreams were beautiful.

The sky barely lighted up when her punctual biological clock woke her up from sleep.

No sun rays could possibly pass through the tightly drawn curtains across the windows.

She could feel the suffocating darkness closing in on her.

Hangover made her head pound; gastric juices upset her stomach.

She drowsily reached out her hand to ease her aching temple, but a broad hand beat her to it and massaged the parts of her head experiencing dull pain with just the right amount of pressure.

The ministration managed to soothe her tensed nerves.

Her next reaction once her headache lessened, Where did the hand come from?

With a pop, her brain seemed to split open with a blinding flash of bright light.

She surreptitiously opened her eyes into slits and cautiously swept them around her.

A man was lying face-to-face beside her. His long arms were possessively holding her to his chest; both were naked and covered by a quilt only.

She looked down further and caught a steamy image that got her cheeks and ears flushing red.

The man's body was strong and broad. She had seen him looking tall and lean in a suit, but she did not realize that he had such a perfectly sculpted body underneath it.

This image undoubtedly messed with her mind.

Her mind was messed up… and so was her breathing!

She vaguely recalled each scene that proceeded last night. Her throat constricted embarrassingly when the steamy scenes played in her mind.

She might not take well to alcohol, but she could still retain memories of the happenings when she was tipsy.

In her memory, there was a sports car by the roadside on a forested hill, a man who took her in his arms as she was made to sit on his lap, and an entanglement of bodies.

The more scenes she recalled, the more alarmed she became.

Her eyes uncontrollably rimmed red.

Oh, god. What stupid things did I do?

She secretly blamed herself. Why did I finish that glass of wine when I know very well I can't hold my liquor? Now, it got me into deep trouble!

Why was she so easily devoured?

She angrily reproached herself. She was so frustrated her body started trembling and her breathing grew ragged.

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