Shopkeeper Fang

She was the little chief secretary at Huo Yunting’s office, who carried out jobs both on the table and "under" the table. 
She was also his obedient wife at night, fulfilling his needs.
It was a repentance, a redemption to her sin, Lu Zhaoyang was swallowing all these humiliations as heaven forbade, her mother was the other woman in this ugly affair with the wealthy Huo family, and eventually shattered the entire family, droving Huo’s mother insane.
It was probably the fairest, also the most horrible bargain of Lu’s life as Huo Yunting raided their house one day.
“You would compensate with your body. On daily basis.” The offer was made and she could not say no. 
“If you think you aren’t having enough fun… Well, perhaps we could play the divorce game, then we could have another marriage, making the same vow with you always as my bride. I can do this, again and again. Again, and again. Isn’t that sweet, honey?”
 
Was it heart-moving, or simply tear-moving?
ISN’T IT OBVIOUS?
Huo Yunting, he’s a devil, both body and soul a devil!
Join the Fifty Thunders of Huo Yunting! 
As you see dominance occurs in the classic office romance taken place in modern world with a hint of quirky comedy and heart-wrenching episodes!

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EndlessFantasy Translation 

WARNING! Tsundere President

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It was a busy day at the office as Lu Zhaoyang tried modifying the entire contract in accordance with the new set of data given by the president. Right when she punched her card and lifted her first step out of the office, Qin An, President Xiang's P.A., showed up at her door.

"Special Assistant Lu, this is your car, as provided by the company," he said plainly as he vanished right before her sight the moment the key touched her grip.

Oh wow, like employer like employees. I almost thought that's his long-lost brother or something.

She observed the row of four silver rings gleaming under the yellowish light of the corridor. Fancy, she thought. It was an Audi. Talk about the employment benefits.

As much as she wanted to give a thankful nod at the president, the big, liberating man was no longer in the company. "Well, then," she muttered as she took the Macbook out of her bag and launched Spark mail to type a brief message to the president.

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