The city by the river in June, where the weather changes faster than flipping pages in a book.

Boom---

As soon as she got off the public bus, thunder and lightning hit within two minutes and the fierce wind started gusting, which scared Tang Wanwan that she had to quicken her pace uphill.

Even so, when the last foot dubiously landed on the steps in front of the entrance to the Jin’s mansion, she became completely wet, except for the file folder in her bosom!

“…… My …… dear ……”

Her wet sleeve still clinging onto her wrist.

Tang Wanwan, holding tightly to the key unconsciously, squinted her dark pupils as her sharp glance fell on the door frame, which had just teetered opened.

“Can you stop being a tease and hurry up?”

The voice was coquettish…

It was his beloved mistress!

The thrill from escaping the rain instantly disappeared. Tang Wanwan lips trembled lightly and she was about to retract the key.

“Creak!”

In such a luxurious mansion, this door, however, appeared to be like it hadn't been repaired for years!

The door would stop being neglected?" Hot blood rushed to her forehead. The delicate voice inside instantly stopped, and Tang Wanwan turned her head to look at the pouring rain outside the eave, bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and the next second, she pushed the door open and stepped in.

“…… Lost our patience so soon?”

The man's voice was deep and seductive, with a dark, husky magnetism, like music freshly stream from the strings.

Tang Wanwan didn't close the door, she stood there, somewhat dumbfounded, looking at the two intertwined bodies on the European-style long sofa.

"Looking around Jiang City, tell me which woman can resist you, Mr. Jin!"

Tang Wanwan's fingers tightly clenched in her palm as she looked at the woman pressed on the sofa, her off-shoulder blouse, from a distance, seemed like it was half slipping off, exposing her white scapula bone and the skin on her chest, all invitingly displayed.

But the woman seemed oblivious to her entry, with a sweet Taiwanese accent, she coquettishly said, "I can't take it anymore!"

"Where can't you take it?"

The bare arm paused for a moment, then lightly knocked on the man's chest, "Mr. Jin, you...are so annoying!"

"Really?"

"....Mm, everyone says that Mr. Jin is quite impressive in that aspect, I just want...."

She wanted to puke!

She initially wanted to quickly go upstairs, but it seemed like her feet were filled with lead, unable to move.

Looking at the woman's fair arms, and with the woman's ambiguous indications still echoing in her ears, Tang Wanwan's face turned pale, and there was a violent churning in her stomach.

“...Mr. Jin, what's wrong?"

Tang Wanwan bit her lip hard, her black pupils coldly meeting the gaze of the man who suddenly turned his head towards the foyer.

After a moment, the man, who had torn off his refined facade, suddenly smirked coldly.

Looking at Tang Wanwan, his slender fingers were teasingly lifting the chin of the woman beneath him, "Are you giving the initiative to you?"

Tang Wanwan took a difficult breath, exhaling...

Two seconds later, just as the unfamiliar woman was shyly nodding her head, the file in Tang Wanwan's arms also struck the shoe cabinet with a crisp sound.

"Tsk…"

As if not noticing the terrified woman, he quickly strode toward the staircase, his legs bare under the soaked hem of his dress and still wearing high heels.

"Don't you know how to say sorry after disturbing others?"

Forcing down the nausea, Tang Wanwan took two more steps before slowly turning around to look down at the clearer view of the man and woman on the couch, "I have to spend time replacing a dirty sofa. The one who needs to apologize is you!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this villa, including everything in it, is all under my name?"

Tang Wanwan squinted her eyes, finally getting a clear sight of the woman's face next to the man.

A famous star, Yan Rong?

"Hey! Mr. Jin is talking to you!" He was not polite in his address. Yan Rong's face immediately hardened as she reprimanded this young woman appearing in Jin's villa without reason, "Do you even know what etiquette is?"

All his women are stronger than her?

Tang Wanwan's lips twitched slightly, "I don't. But at least I don't interfere in other's marriages or be a mistress for a married man. Maybe Miss Yan could teach me that!"