Little Miss Devil:The President's Mischievous Wife

When Lu Xinyi came and stepped within the lobby of the building, it was already after office hours. The lights were already dimmed, but some floors were still busy as if trying to meet a hectic deadline soon. She pressed the button to call the elevator and waited for the doors to open.

Yan Cai, a member of the security personnel of Shen Yi's company, came after her after recognizing her as the woman that accompanied their Boss Yi yesterday.

"Miss Lu? What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I'm looking for Shen Yi," she deadpanned, her face void of any expression. The man could feel the dangerous aura emitting from this petite woman as if threatening anyone not to come close to her. "Is he still here?" Her cold tone surprised Yan Cai.

"As far as I know, Boss Yi hasn't left yet? Is there something wrong, Miss Lu?"

No. He shouldn't have asked the obvious thing right now, but Yan Cai was oblivious about the real relationship of their Boss Yi to Lu Xinyi.

"We have plans for tonight, but he didn't show up."

The elevator door opened, and Lu Xinyi stepped inside with Yan Cai on her trail.

"I'll bring you to his office then." Yan Cai offered and punched the button for the floor where Shen Yi's office was.

Once they arrived at the right floor and stepped outside the elevator, they noticed a small commotion outside Shen Yi's office. The room was locked from the inside, and there were crashing and breaking sounds that could be heard from within.

"What the hell is happening here?!" Yan Cai roared. Why didn't these people call help when there was something wrong happening inside? It was also clear that someone was crying and whimpering in pain.

Lu Xinyi sauntered with sure steps towards the door and glared at the people gossiping.

"Move," she commanded, and they instantly shut their mouths and made way for her. Only one woman didn't budge from her spot and frowned when she saw Lu Xinyi coming her way.

"Miss Lu. You aren't needed here," Xuan Ling snorted. 'Who does she think she is, ordering us around?' she scoffed to herself.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Are you deaf or just plain stupid?" Lu Xinyi retorted. She wasn't really in a good mood to deal with some whiny bitches. She already had an idea what was happening inside, but she would rather not to jump into conclusions without knowing what happened.

Xuan Ling, Duan Yong's assistant, couldn't believe that Lu Xinyi got an audacity to talk back to her. But before she could say another word, Lu Xinyi's narrowed eyes made her swallowed the lump in her throat. This woman was scary. Her instincts kept on chanting 'RUN! BITCH! RUN!' as she stared at Lu Xinyi.

"The last thing I want to do is to hurt you, but it's still on my list." Lu Xinyi warned her.

She was vicious and demanding. Something that could be expected from Boss Yi's woman. Upon having those thoughts, Yan Cai stilled on his place. Was Lu Xinyi really their Boss Yi's woman? If she was, then they got a fierce lady boss. Someone that they couldn't offend, or else all hell would break loose.

"Open the door," Lu Xinyi said while glaring daggers to the close door that separated her from Shen Yi.

Yan Cai didn't hesitate in obeying her words. He unlocked the door and waited for Lu Xinyi to open it herself. Lu Xinyi didn't waste another second and ripped the damn thing open. Surprise had them stop at the doorway, staring dumbfounded at the scene before them.

"What the fuck?!" Yan Cai cursed. Exactly. What the fuck was going on?

The room was a mess. Several broken glasses scattered on the floor. Papers and folders had been ripped off and left unreadable.

On the left side of the room, Duan Yong was pinned on the wall with Shen Yi's hand gripping her throat as if he intended to strangle her to death. The woman struggled against his tight grasp. She wasn't looking hot and beautiful, unlike the last time Lu Xinyi saw her.

Duan Yong had been crying obviously. Her eye makeup was ruined, and it marred half of her face. Her hair was in a tangled mess while her face had almost lost the color from Shen Yi's tight hold.

Lu Xinyi looked at her husband. She'd never seen him angry and agitated like this. He was shaking and sweating although the room was cool. His eyes couldn't focus properly. She moved cautiously towards her husband and held his arm that was keeping Duan Yong pinned on the concrete wall behind her.

"Shen Yi, let her go," she said. As much as she wanted to slap this woman for keeping her husband away from her, she needed to make sure Shen Yi wouldn't kill Duan Yong.

When Shen Yi heard her voice, his head snapped into her direction and then back to Duan Yong's face as if considering what to do with her. After several seconds, Shen Yi released his hand from her throat and let her fall on the cold floor as she tried to take deep breaths.

Shen Yi moved and leaned his weight to his wife and held her close. Lu Xinyi could feel his fast heartbeat and the unusual warmth on his skin.