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There was an eerie silence inside the car that sends chills on Secretary Gu. President Wang who has been to Province X keeps his mouth shut the whole drive from the airport. It seems like he has been in deep contemplation.

'Has the business he has gone to gone bad?' the Secretary thought.

Wang Zhiyong averted his gaze outside the window as the car passes by buildings. Then he sighed, raised his hand and rest his elbow on the window pane while bringing his fingers on his head to massage his temple, closing his eyes.

Secretary Gu keeps on staring at him through the mirror. He opened his mouth to say something but decided to brush off the idea.

"Secretay Gu, stop staring at me or else I'll melt. Say what you wanted to say," President Wang's voice startled the Secretary.

The poor man stuttered, "Uhm, sir... has the business gone wrong?"

"Have you ever seen me strike without accumulating a goal?" Zhiyong replied still massaging his temple with his eyes closed.

"Right!" Secretary Gu mustered.

'Maybe it's better not to talk anymore. The President might just be exhausted," he thought inwardly, nodding to himself while watching the President on the mirror.

"Secretary Gu!" The President snapped.

"Yes, sir?"

"Do you still love your job, or what? I told you not to stare at me," Zhiyong finally opened his eyes as he stares coldly at the Secretary who is caught red-handed. "If not because of that temp secretary that you have assigned to me, I wouldn't be having a headache today," he looked away, leaning his back on his seat and sighed.

'I wouldn't have met that child with eyes that resemble my wife's. I wouldn't have felt this longing inside me which deprived me of my good sleep.'

"I...I'm sorry, President. I will look for another secretary who can do the work properly, President Wang."

'So that is why he is in a bad mood.'

Zhiyong closed his eyes again and massage his head.

"How was the preparation for the major pictorial of Ms. Cheng Jia?"

The Secretary's face lit up as he said proudly, "It was fine, sir. Ms. Cheng is quite talented and pretty. She was like an innocent lady who turned to a vicious woman. The director did not have a hard time guiding her since she already knew what to do once she's onset."

Nodding in approval, he said, "How about Grandmother? Was she there during pictorial?"

"Yes, President. She is quite fond of Ms. Cheng. She is treating her real good."

He slightly nods, "That is understandable. Just make sure that Ms. Jia is going to maintain her work ethics and pay close attention to what she does. Don't give her a chance to use this favorable fondness upon her by the Madam to her gains."

"I understand, President, but Sir, don't you think she looks so much like the Young Madam?" Secretary Gu angled his head then shook it, "No matter how long I look at her, I cannot find a difference. I can almost say she is a long lost sister of the Young Madam," he turned to Zhiyong, "President, did the Young Madam have a twin by chance?"

Glaring at his Secretary, "What nonsense are you talking about!? If my wife has one, isn't it right for me to meet her before or after marrying? That lady is nothing but an ordinary look-a-like of my Xinyi! I don't want to hear any of your nonsense again or I'll fire you, instantly," Zhiyong replied.

"Yes, sir. We are almost there, President."

They are heading to the set where Cheng Jia will be having a pictorial still for the preparation of 'Broken Innocence'.

Just as they are parking, another car stopped in front of them where Madam Lin came out from, elegantly. She seems like she is still in her youth.

Right after she came out, came out from his car is President Wang who is still in his business suit since he came straight from the airport.

Madam Lin was smiling at him when she saw him, "Zhiyong, dear," the Madam greeted as Zhiyong came close to hug her. "I'm glad you can make it today. We will be starting the shooting as soon as all the pictorials will be done," she continued motioning that they get into the set.

"That's good, Grandmother, but I heard you were always here for the pictorial. You can just send your secretary to check once in a while. Please don't tire your self out too much."

Raising her brows, the Madam stopped in her tracks and gazed at Zhiyong, "Look who's saying. You should be advising yourself that and not this Grandma here," she tapped her chest lightly before she smiled and continued to walk inside.

The set was full of busy people who are passing here and there.

"Madam Lin," Director Min greeted, "you are here," he turned in Wang Zhiyong's way, "President Wang," he said bowing, lightly.

"Director, are you done with the pictorial?" Madam Lin inquired.

"Not yet, Madam. We are about to start," he guided both to their seats.

Zhiyong sat like he is a king and after a few minutes of silence, "I heard Cheng Jia is doing good," he broke the silence after clearing his throat.

Madam looked at him, suspiciously while Director Min answered as usual, "Yes, President. She's obedient and she has a natural talent in modeling. I can almost say she has a background with it."

"That is good. Then, when will the shooting start?"

Confidently, "With the progress, there wouldn't be a problem if we are going to start shooting next week, President."

"Director, Jiajia is ready," Jian said to the director after coming outside the dressing room

"We are starting now, Madam," he said and turned to the photographer, "Begin," he commanded which was only answered with a nod.

They all heard the photographer shout, "Model, get ready."

Then, a lady in red V-shape neck ruffled sheer gown slowly immersed. The gown looks simple but if scanned closely, it has a long slit that will expose Cheng Jia's thigh when she walks.

Her skin is smooth and supple. She was the sexy type of skinny with the gown hugging her full breast and flat stomach. Her waist is also in its perfect curve. She pulled her hair into a messy bun which shows her wonderful neckline.

"Zhiyong, isn't she a beauty?" the Madam asked.

'Not bad,' Zhiyong said to himself but uttered, "Yes."

Cheng Jia's eyes seem to scan the room expectedly but she pouts disappointedly.

Zhiyong turned left and right, 'Who is she expecting to come?' he asked himself and turned his focus to the lady who sat on a long chair with exposed thigh as she looked to her right, imagining someone hugging her.

Something came in Zhiyong's mind.

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"Baby, will I look alright in this dress?" Lin Xinyi asked, showing a dress that has a long slit.

"Hmmm... It will surely look good on you but Xinyi, your thigh will be visible with that. Wife, Can you please choose a different dress?"

She pouted, "Didn't my husband told me it is a waste to hide what you can show off? Are you still my husband, now?"

Zhiyong pulled his wife towards his body, "Why are you so smart to use my words against me?" he said pinching her nose.

Xinyi giggled lightly and wrapped her arms around him, "I have no choice but learn from you..." she tiptoed and kissed him on his lips.

The husband, on the other hand, wouldn't settle for less so he deepened the kiss which was originally just a peck. Zhiyong has to force himself to part from his wife after a heated kiss or else he will take her, right there.

"Don't mind what I said, wife. I just don't want anyone else ogling at you."

She giggled again then bit her lip as she acts cute in front of his husband, "Don't worry, hubby. They can only look but I can never be theirs because I am only yours."

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Zhiyong's imaginings call to an end when he heard a baritone voice saying, "That's my Jiajia!"

'Who the...'