honnoji

Six years after her brother was killed, Ying Yue finally became the top spy agent at Juyan Intelligence Agency. She leads a double life: a secretary by day, and a spy at night. 
However, after accidentally protecting her CEO boss on a shoot out, he suddenly has his eyes set on taking her as his wife!

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It was Ying Yue who broke the tension with a light laugh. "I'm sorry Mr. Fei, I know I might sound absurd, but it sounded like you wanted to actually, really, be in a relationship with me."

"It is not absurd." He cocked his head to one side. "I find you smart and attractive, and trust me, I do not remember being attracted to anyone else."

Ying Yue's calm façade broke. She frowned, unable to understand what was going inside the brain of the great Fei Huangjin. She used to admire the man, but now she couldn't help wondering if the incident last night made him crazy. "Mr. Fei, I implore you not to make fun of me like this."
 
"I'm not joking."
 
"Yes, you are." She insisted.

"Go on a date with me."

"No."

"And call me Huangjin."

"I will not, Mr. Fei!" Her voice had already inched a notch higher. 

"Why not?"

My Wife is a Spy

Fei Huangjin was dumbfounded that she said such a thing. He was looking at her face which had turned bright and rosy, and he was immediately drawn to her alluring and gleaming eyes that hinted on a trace of mischief. 


In one sweeping step, he was right in front of her. One hand had snaked to the back of her neck and the other was tilting her chin up. Ying Yue could already feel his breath on her cheeks and her eyes flitted to his lips, which were drawing closer with each passing second. 


Ying Yue's eyelids fluttered close. This time, she was ready.


Only this time, there was merely a rush of air on her lips as Fei Huangjin's kiss landed on her forehead. 


Her eyes flew open and she stared at him incredulously. There was an innocent look on his face as he casually stirred her to the direction of the dining room. "The food's getting cold."


"Fei Huangjin!" She stomped her feet and squinted her sharp eyes at him. "How could you do that to me?"


Ying Yue's beautiful face was starkly different from the blank look on her face just moments ago. Her facial features that were highlighted with the soft light shining above their heads had cast a delicate glow on her skin. Even if her lips were downturned and her eyebrows were furrowed, she still looked delicate and enchanting. 


If this little vixen only knew how much will-power he had to exert just to stop himself from kissing her senseless, she wouldn't be asking that question. The only reason he gave up on that opportunity was because he knew he wouldn't be able to stop himself once he'd started kissing her. For one thing, they were alone in a giant house. And secondly, he was still a man after all, and when she asked him to kiss her, he already felt his self-control snap. 


The only thing he could do now was sigh and buy himself some time to pull himself together. "I promise to kiss you later but for now you have to eat. I want to be a gentleman."


"A gentleman, my ass! Were you being a gentleman when you forced a kiss on me earlier?" Ying Yue felt her pride getting wounded with his rejection of her advances, and her face contorted to one of displeasure. 


"I'm sorry. I wish I had done it differently."


"Then why won't you kiss me right now?"


"Because--" Fei Huangjin could feel a slight headache pulsating on his temples and he rubbed his eyebrows in frustration. "--as much as I want to ravish you right now, and trust me I do, I want to do it right, and not when you're looking so damn tempting."


She raised her eyebrows and her lips twisted to a sneer. "Are you saying you don't want me to look good when you kiss me?"


"I'm saying if I kiss you right now, you won't be able to walk out of this house until tomorrow morning."


"…" Ying Yue's eyes widened in surprise and she flushed all the way to her ears as she realized what he meant. She opened and her closed her mouth for a while. She was at a loss of what to say.


Fei Huangjin sighed again, and he half-dragged her closer to the dining table and pulled out a chair for her to sit on. 


"I promised you dinner. And I always keep my promises." He sat down and gently sliced a portion of the lemon-butter salmon he had baked in the oven and placed it on her plate. Seeing that she was still pouting and her ears were still bright red, he put down his fork and eyed her intently. He suddenly thought that having a girlfriend was both a blessing and a curse.
