She had this unique ability to be salacious even when she didn't try to be, which made him crave for her even more. She was just trying to be cute right now, but it made him tempt for her even more and she had no damn idea about it!
Only he knew how much he was struggling to keep that facade which was slowly breaking down after seeing her puppy face. He just could not stay angry with her for long, this he knew by now.
"You really missed me?" He asked in a suppressed voice, while he cursed himself in his mind. Where the hell is my focus?!
"Of course, do you doubt it?" Song Jia pulled a coquettish smile and gathered her courage to walk to Wu Zhang, who was now leaning against the car, his arms folded across his chest.
"No, I don't." Wu Zhang tenderly caressed her face as he pushed back the stray strands of hair behind her ear. He then pulled her to himself, making her yank against his chest.
F*ck the anger! I can't even keep away from her if she is in front of my eyes. She is going to be the death of me! He thought inside his head as enveloped her in his arms. He finally gave in when he realized he can't be angry at her at all, so why even struggle to.
Seeing his anger subsiding, Song Jia smiled and locked her arms around his waist, placing her head against his chest that felt like a hard wall. The trick worked!
"Why are you wearing such little clothes? It's cold." He rubbed her back gently to provide her some heat.Find authorized novels in romanticlovebooks，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.romanticlovebooks.com for visiting.
"I was not cold, that's why." Song Jia answered in a small voice.
"Be careful next time. I don't want you to fall sick." He planted a sweet kiss on her crown as he wrapped a pashmina shawl around her that he had brought out from the car along with him because he had seen her minimal clothing from inside the car itself.
Wu Zhang felt someone staring at them and his gaze suddenly landed on his secretary who was standing a few steps away from them and watching his boss, awestruck.
Poor thing had never seen his boss treat someone with so much warmth and it surprised him to his core. He was so shocked that he could not even take his eyes away from them as if they were glued to his boss.
Wu Zhang had sensed his gaze when he looked back at him, which made him cower and divert his gaze away. The poor man got so terrified he felt his knees trembling under such an intense gaze of his boss.
Song Jia didn't see the look in his eyes and therefore had no idea of what was going on, but Wu Zhang's piercing gaze made the man feel like it could bear a hole in his forehead.
However, what Wu Zhang actually thought was that the secretary was ogling at his woman and therefore his next words were no surprise. "Keep your eyes away from her."
His words made him look anywhere but in their direction, not to forget how badly his knees were trembling.
It was only now that Song Jia realized something was wrong. She pulled back and looked at Wu Zhang to follow his gaze and finally understood it was actually the secretary he was talking to.
The way Wu Zhang was making the secretary cower, she immediately understood what was going on. She chuckled, then went closer to Wu Zhang and whispered softly in his ears. "Don't scare away the man, it's okay."
Wu Zhang planted another kiss on her forehead before they turned around and got into the car and headed to the Wu Mansion.
Reaching the mansion she headed straight to her room as there was something completely different running on in her mind, and it was too important to brush off the idea. As she sauntered her way to the stairs, Old Buttler Mingli stopped her, "Miss Song, you have returned, give me a few minutes and the dinner will be served soon."
"Uncle Mingli, if you don't mind, can you please send it to my room? I have got some work to do and it's very important."
"Sure Miss Song, I will send it upstairs." Old Buttler bowed and left while Song Jia hurried o her room.
She took a quick hot shower to relax her strained body and stepped out in a bathing gown while rubbing her wet hair with a towel. She came to stand against the tall mirror and continued rubbing her hair.
She was so engrossed in planning the proposal that she didn't even realize that there was someone else already present in her room. Humming a tune of an old Enrique song, she started applying the moisturizer on her hands.
Just before she was about to turn around, she heard a deep masculine voice speak from behind her, making her jump and scream bloody murder. "Darlin...?"
Wu Zhang went silent seeing such a reaction from her, he knew her heart had popped up to her mouth with such wide eyes that seem that they would fall out of their socket any moment. He suppressed the urge to laugh by pressing his lips together and looked at her with an amused expression. "Tut! Such a chicken!"
Song Jia was leaning against the dressing table and had her hand on her chest, as she tried to calm her breathing. "You scared the life out of me!" She accused him in a horror-filled voice.
"I apologize, but I am famished. So please come over here fast, or I will rather just eat you." He winked with a wicked grin spread across his lips, giving Song Jia butterflies in her stomach.
"Just give me a minute." Song Jia smiled and rushed towards her closet to change her clothes.