Wind Listening at Ten o'clock

Chi Huan is a rich young scion who has earned her reputation in the showbiz industry through her own efforts. She has also managed to get engaged to the man she has been in love with for twenty years. Everything seems to be going in the direction of a happy life until the night before the wedding... 
Her fiancé betrays her, and her bodyguard...
It seems that she will end up living a miserable life; however, in the twinkling of an eye, the bodyguard becomes a mysterious big shot in City Lan, who then helps to increase her fame and influence... 
In front of the large bed, she is wearing the man's shirt and she declares loudly, "Either you castrate yourself and return my virginity, or you shall be my man!" 
The man bends over and envelops her. "Okay, I’ll satisfy your lust right now." 
"..." Who said anything about lust? 
The man whispers deeply, his smile caressing her ears, "To be your man—is to satisfy your lust first, correct?" 
“...”
From then on, Chi Huan is not only a wealthy young scion, but also the most popular female superstar! 
Her distinguished Boss Mo announced, "Let them try. I’d like to see who dares to bully my, Mo Shiqian’s, woman!"  

Henyee Translations

The Downfallen Heiress and Her Bodyguard Tycoon

Henyee

Mo Shiqian's eyes narrowed further, his gaze locking onto her quiet, unenthusiastic face without making a sound for quite some time.


Chi Huan, seeing that he hadn't spoken, pushed against his chest, not using much force, but still managed to push him away from herself.


Barefoot on the bedroom carpet, she looked down to straighten her bathrobe, then walked over and bent down to pick up the iPad that had fallen to the floor.


After a casual inspection, she put on house slippers, hugged her iPad, and was about to leave the room.


Mo Shiqian watched her slender, petite figure walking away and before he could react, he was already on his feet, taking a few steps to catch up with her and wrapped his arms around her from behind.


Chi Huan's back pressed against the man's chest, broad and warm, her waist encircled by his strong arms.


This false sense of warmth made her nose tingle with sourness.


She tightened her grip on the iPad, lowering her eyes and asked, "Is there something else?"


Chapter 160: Watching You Hate