Taming The Boss

In the scorching hot month of July, the sun was viciously roasting the asphalt road and the luxuriantly green phoenix trees on the street looked listless.

Tang Yinning had a smile on her face and a gift box in her hand. Inside the box was a gift for Chen Pojun for their third wedding anniversary, a Rolex Sky-Dweller watch.

The watch, which cost 50,000 yuan, was indeed amazing. The outer steel ring was made of platinum. The smallest accurate time scale was up to a millisecond. It took Tang Yinning semiannual revenue of her flower shop, but she felt it was well worth it.

In order to lay in a stock for her flower shop, Tang Yinning personally flew to the flower nursery in Jiangyi City where she had been in a very hectic schedule for almost a week.

But for Chen Pojun, she would catch the earliest plane and rush back. Tang Yining just wished to, together with Chen Pojun, celebrate their anniversary that only belonged to the two of them.

So delighted in a beige dress, Tang Yining walked into the neighborhood and then the elevator. So happy and excited was she that everything all around her seemed like pink bubbles.

Tang Yinning held the gift box in one hand and the key in the other. The door was unlocked with a "click". She then pushed the door open.|

There was no one in the living room, but a strange smell of perfume, which made her vigilant. Before she could change her shoes, she put the gift box on the coffee table and walked towards the inside room.

Just as she stopped at the doorway of the study room, she heard a rustling voice coming from the bedroom which was slantwise opposite to the study room.

"Honey, I've been living in your house for two or three days. I feel uneasy. Why not go back to my house?" The woman's voice was very tender, which sounded a bit childish.

"Wait for two days. That old bitch won't be back for a few days. I've already asked the secretary to buy you a house." Chen Pojun said with a smile and held the woman's slender waist in his arms and gave her a peck on her small mouth. His voice was also so gentle.

Tang Yinning stood there in amazement. Right then, with tears bursting out, she felt that there was nowhere for her hands to place as there was nowhere for herself to go.

"Old bitch? Is that me?" Tang Yinning thought.

The two of them in the room did not notice that Tang Yinning was outside. They were rolling together like a ball, inseparable.

"Honey, you're going to buy me a house. You're so nice. But I think your house right here is quite good. I like the decoration style!"

"I'm glad to hear that. I'll ask the designer to decorate our new house like this."

"Oh Honey! You are the best! Mwah, mwah, mwah!"

Tang Yinning looked at the bedroom door in disbelief as she heard the two of them addressing each other so intimately. Tang Yinning thought: you called him husband, then who was I? The bitch couple was going to buy a house and live together, but I was still in the dark.

In front of her was just a half-open door, but Tang Yinning didn't have the courage to open it at all.

Inside, the talk of them went even more playful. Each word was more barefaced. Tang Yinning bit her lips strongly and did her utmost to prevent herself from crying.

Trembling with both hands, she took out her phone from her bag and wanted to take a picture.

If Chen Pojun should have disgusted Tang Yinning so much like this, then she couldn't let him be better off. It was hard for her to still have rational and sober nerves in such a situation, which might be attributed to her years of work experience.

Ji Qian nestled in Chen Pojun's arms and tried her best to please him.

"Can I go to your company when I graduate? I can be your secretary!" Ji Qian asked coquettishly.

Chen Pojun was delighted by her and answered vaguely with his eyes closed. "Sure."

When Ji Qian heard that, she tried even harder to please him.

Tang Yinning couldn't help it anymore. She turned on the camera of her smartphone, pushed the door open, and took a few photos of the disgusting couple on the bed.

The harsh flash accompanied by the "click" sound of the smartphone made Chen Pojun react at once. He reached out to grab the pillow by the bed and threw it at Tang Yinning.

The pillow fell on Tang Yinning and her phone also fell to the floor with the screen shattered.

"Yinning, what are you doing?" Chen Pojun figured out the person standing by the bed and roared. All the shame and anger were clearly shown through his eyes.

Even if Chen Pojun didn't love Tang Yinning anymore, Chen Pojun still didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of Yinning.

"You have the guts to cheat but don't have the guts to let me appreciate?" The tears streamed down on Yinning's face. Coming near to a breakdown, she choked with her voice trembled.

"What are you talking about?" Chen Pojun grabbed the bathrobe and wrapped it around his body, then got off the bed, walked forward, and reached out to pull Tang Yinning's arm.

Tang Yinning was like a cat whose tail was trodden. She immediately stepped away and looked at Chen Pojun with disdain before saying, "Don't touch me, disgusting!"

Chen Pojun's hand, which just stopped in the air after being raised, made the atmosphere awkward in a moment.

"Ms. Tang, Pojun and I are for true love. Just let us be." Ji Qian's delicate voice broke the silence here. She had put on Tang Yinning's silk nightgown and wrapped her lithe and graceful body in it.

All of these made Tang Yinning sick to look at: her nightgown on Ji Qian's body, her biggest bed which the bitch couple had slept on, and the condoms on the ground.

Her stomach was churning, but she could not spit anything out.

This strange woman was indeed very beautiful with seductive and magic charms. However, this was not justified for her to seduce a married man.

"Wearing the clothes I have worn and sleeping with the man I have slept with, you little girl feel good, right?" Tang Yinning refrained from nausea and directly rested her look on Ji Qian. Her tears had stopped long ago. It was not worth it for such a man.

"Yinning, listen to me. It's not what you think!" Chen Pojun was a little flustered and scared by Tang Yinning's calm and cool look.

Chen Pojun would rather watch Yinning being willful and mischievous and would rather be threatened that Yinning would commit suicide.

"Don't explain it to me. Explain it to your mother. I sent her a text message before I opened the door."

Tang Yinning was staring at Chen Pojun coldly, trying to control her emotions before continuing, "I'll give you ten minutes to clean up and go to the living room. I'll draw up the divorce contract."

After saying this, Tang Yinning slammed the door and walked out without looking back. The moment the door was closed, she leaned against the wall, breathing deeply. She felt like suffocating for any second that was spent in this house.

Tang Yinning stepped at a slowly brisk pace to the living room. She slumped on the sofa, then looked at the beautifully wrapped gift box, which, right then, was like a joke.

Tang Yinning picked up the gift box and before she could throw it on the ground, she heard that the door was unlocked. Then, in a panic and hurry, Tang Yinning wiped her tears with her arm, took a deep breath, stood up, turned around, and shouted to Chen Lan, her mother-in-law, who just came in the door, "Madam Chen, here you are!"