My Sexy Female CEO

"You... you dead pervert! If you're brave enough, don't run!" An Qi said, furious.

For all these years, she had never been hit by anyone of the opposite sex, but now she had been hit by Lin Yifan. Moreover, Lin Yifan was her bodyguard. His actions were insubordinate and unforgivable.

On the other side, Zhou Jiajia felt a pang of jealousy.

If you're going to hit someone, hit me! Why hit another woman?

"Men aren't brave, only women are; come on! Hit me!" Lin Yifan kept a distance from An Qi and continued to provoke her.

"You dead jerk! If you're brave enough, don't let this miss catch you, or I will hit you until even your parents won't recognize you!" An Qi threatened.

"I'm not brave; come and catch me, see what you can do to me." Lin Yifan stood there with a smirk, not believing An Qi, a frail woman, could do anything to him.

"You said it, don't regret it later." After that, An Qi charged at Lin Yifan and made a move.

"Hit me first then say!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Lin Yifan bound his hands and dodged An Qi's attacks by moving around.

An Qi was infuriated, as Lin Yifan was right beside her, but she couldn't land a single hit on him; neither punches, kicks, nor swinging her bag could touch him.

After a while, the one being attacked wasn't tired or hurt; the attacker, however, was gasping for air and couldn't fight any longer.

"Hehe! Kiddo, you dare to fight with me, I'll play you to death," Lin Yifan mocked.

"Dead jerk, if you're brave enough, stop dodging," An Qi said fiercely.

"If you weren't so vicious, I could stand here and let you hit me," Lin Yifan responded calmly.

"Good! Then I won't use vicious methods," An Qi said.

"Alright! Then I will just stand here and not move!" Lin Yifan agreed readily.

An Qi must have hated him to death, so him standing there, acting as a human punching bag to let An Qi vent seemed fair; anyway, he was protected by Divine Power, so he wasn't afraid of getting hurt. Even without Divine Power, he wasn't afraid of An Qi's little fists.

Catching her breath, An Qi rushed towards him with full fury and then started hitting Lin Yifan wildly.

"Dead jerk! Dead jerk! Dead jerk!..."

An Qi kept hitting and shouting wildly, releasing her anger.

Hearing the thumping sounds of a body being hit, Zhou Jiajia felt very distressed; she wanted to stop An Qi, but Lin Yifan signaled her not to come over, as he could handle it. Reluctantly, she turned her head away, unable to bear seeing Lin Yifan being hit.

After a fierce attack, An Qi collapsed into Lin Yifan's arms and then complained, "Why can't you just let me win?"

"Haven't I let you win already?" Lin Yifan replied.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Jiajia felt extremely jealous and then asked, "An Qi sister! What are you doing?"

Upon hearing Zhou Jiajia's voice, An Qi instantly realized what was happening and quickly pushed Lin Yifan away. She was a woman engaged to be married, and before sorting out her own affairs, she couldn't casually embrace other men, or else she would be fined by the other party involved in the contract.

"Jiajia sister! I was just tired from hitting him, so I accidentally fell onto the big pervert," An Qi found an excuse to reassure Zhou Jiajia.

"You can't do this again in the future, understand? Otherwise, Zhao Ritian will use the contract to up the price, and you'll be done for," Zhou Jiajia said.

Obviously, she also knew about the contents of An Qi's contract.

"I know; I won't do it again," An Qi replied.

Now, she was someone with a love she couldn't speak of, truly pitiful.

From their conversation, Lin Yifan also picked up on something; at this moment, looking at An Qi, who appeared successful and limitless as a female CEO, he felt somewhat sorry for her. Not being able to control one's own happiness was indeed tragic.

"Different statuses carry different responsibilities; the higher you stand, the more responsibilities you naturally have. Being wealthy is not as lavish and carefree as one imagines."

After the event, Lin Yifan took An Qi and Zhou Jiajia back home; the amusement park was no longer a safe place to stay as trouble could arise at any moment.

After dropping the two off, Lin Yifan, while driving back, suddenly received a WeChat message from Zhou Jiajia.

It was filled with jealousy: "Soft or not?"

Seeing this message, Lin Yifan was speechless, realizing that Jiajia was feeling jealous; he quickly replied, "No."

Zhou Jiajia immediately responded, "Liar! You've never held me, how would you know?"

"Do I need to hold to tell? It's obvious just by looking," Lin Yifan replied.

"Then do you like sister An Qi or me?" Zhou Jiajia shyly replied from her room, obviously sensitive about the question; but she really wanted to know the answer.

"Of course, my future wife," Lin Yifan replied without hesitation.

Zhou Jiajia felt very strong jealousy, but dared not annoy him in the slightest.

"Hate you!" Zhou Jiajia's face blushed, feeling extremely shy.

Though she and Lin Yifan were not speaking face to face, she could feel his intentions from the text alone.

"Men must be bad for women to love them," Lin Yifan replied.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore. Be careful while driving, love you, Jiajia." After sending this message, Zhou Jiajia lay on her bed, giggling excitedly.

Meanwhile, after getting home, An Qi locked herself in her room. Recalling the moments she spent with Lin Yifan today, she smiled through her tears, laughing while crying; she didn't know when she had fallen deeply in love with this man who protected her, indulged her, and cared for her all the time.

"My true love, if only he had eyes for me alone," she thought.

Recalling the scene of being hit, she felt both love and hate, and finally, she couldn't help but say: "What a big bad guy."

Meanwhile, after Lin Yifan had just put away his phone, he immediately received a call.

The call was from Su Qingqing, asking him to help move some stuff.

Since he had promised Su Qingqing the night before to help her move things, Lin Yifan immediately made a turn and drove towards the West City District.

An hour later, he arrived at the building where Su Qingqing lived; then he waited for Su Qingqing to open the door so he could go up and help carry the stuff.

Entering Su Qingqing's room, he saw something he shouldn't have; he noticed there were many women's clothes on the bed.

Instantly, he turned his head away, refusing to look any longer.

"What are you shy about? They're just women's undergarments. In the future, you'll have to personally pick these out for your wife," Su Qingqing was not at all embarrassed, seeming as if she wouldn't mind even if Lin Yifan lost control.