The Typhoon's Dangerous Wife

Today, when I tasted her lips,

I don't taste love, lust, or passion

Instead, I tasted home and solace ;

The solace that I lost years ago

And home I never had.

- Long Jie.

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The next day. 

The rays of the morning sun fell on her slumbering form, she placed one of her hands on her eyes to block the blinding light, and with another, she scoured for the man lying next to her. She jolted up awake when her hand touched the empty cold sheets. 

The curtains were pulled out and, no one except for Long Jie was aware of how much she despised waking up to blinding sun. He had intentionally drawn out the curtains just like the sun had purposely chosen east of the earth to rise.  But where he was now? 

For the last few days, he had been waking and sleeping with him. Did she mention he had that creepy habit of staring at her sleeping form? 

There he was adjusting his tie, all dressed up like an Adonis ready to hunt for any Greek goddess, not that he would but what if the goddesses came looking for him? Irrational jealousy flashes through her, ready to demand to lock him up at home so that no witch or bitch or even snitch would set his eyes on her possession. She was as possessive of her husband as the overbearing CEO husbands in the novels. 

She had gone crazy. And she was convinced. Otherwise what else could describe this insanity? 

Zhenyi had a demanding urge to drag this beautiful man back to the bed and, shut the doors and even curtains so that she could taste him like the most delicious candy in the store. 

What Zhenyi didn't realize was that she was drooling over him with her mouth opened. And she was giving this beautiful a secondhand embarrassment. 

As if he could hear this beautiful author's thought, Long Jie turned around, and this time she even forgot to breathe and the dirty drool wetting her blanket. 

[A/N: Ewww... Never knew she was such a simp. I don't know her.]

Everything about him screamed power, charisma, and heartbreak, while danger wrapping around it all indicating how lethal he was, but Zhenyi was never the one to run away from danger. In fact, she would willingly embrace this 440 volts danger and, never let it go. 

Long Jie stepped in her direction and saw her staring at him unblinking. He shook his head in amusement. 

"You are drooling, cat eyes," he said,  closer to her ears and closed her mouth gently with his palm.

Her eyes widened as the understanding hit her that she had been ogling him like a bloody pervert. 

He kissed her temple. "I've to go early today. Okay? Take care and stay out of trouble."

She glared at him. "What am I? A kid? "

Long Jie solemnly shook his head. " You are not. You just behave like one." 

"LONG JIE, " She yelled.

"Later, baby." He kissed her cheek and started looking for some work-related files. He had an urgent meeting with the clan members and then one at the office. It was an important day for him as his dream had been finally fulfilled. 

Zhenyi huffed in exasperation and left the bed when she got no attention from her husband dearest. She kept calling him creative names under her breath on the way to the bathroom. 

Long Jie was busy on a call when he heard her outcry, almost fearing him. He disconnected the call in haste and immediately ran towards the source of the voice. The sound of her scream came from the bathroom and Long Jie was afraid as to what might have occurred to her and that too in the bathroom. 

"Are you okay? " He asked in a loud voice and entered the bathroom without even bothering to knock first.

What's the worst that could happen if he didn't knock? At worse she could be naked and that didn't seem like a big issue to him.

And the situation he found her was almost startling, she was lying on the floor, her cheeks were red in anger and,  in her eyes was a vicious look which indicated that if allowed she would murder him without wasting a single second. 

Earlier when Zhenyi entered the washroom, she was so in haste that she didn't notice that the floor was slippery as a certain someone had spilled shampoo on the floor. As a result, she slipped and fell on her pretty ass. 

[A/N: why the word butt is not as classy as the word ass? ]

"What happened? " He asked, ignoring the murderous look in her eyes. 

"You happened. My rotten fate happened." She glared at him and he frowned as to what wrong he had committed now? He had been wrong since the time he met her and would be wrong as long as he was alive. 

And why it was so? The answer was simple -- she happened and his not so rotten fate happened. 

"Eh? Give me your hand. Let me help you." He softly spoke as he put forward his hand to help her stand up.

She scoffed at him. " No need. I can help myself."

Why would she take his help when he was the reason for her misery? She would show him that she didn't need a man to help herself. For crying out loud, she was the Xin Zhenyi. 

"Okay then." He shrugged as if he didn't care. 

Zhenyi harrumphed and attempted to stand up on her feet, but due to her slippery feet and the floor, she fell again.

Long Jie had a hard time controlling his laughter. This angry peacock of his was really cute sometimes. He aimed to help her but no she had to show her dominance and prove that she was -- the mighty Xin Zhenyi. 

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