Lei Xinyi was sitting on the shotgun seat, looking at the Mansion pass by. The moment she woke up in the Mansion, she knew that it wasn't the Mansion he usually lived in.
Looking at the passing lights of the city out of the car's window, Lei Xinyi smirked. The man was a paradoxical enigma.
He didn't take her there. He didn't trust her. Right now he just wanted to make sure that she wasn't restless in his golden cage or if she had some hidden cards up her feathers.
Lei Xinyi exhaled. The problem with Asian man, they were all f*cking male chauvinist.
Li Yuan for a matter of fact didn't want or need a loving or caring wife. He wanted a pretty-faced trophy to show the world how he tamed the fire-breathing dragon.
He wanted someone like his Mother and Grandmother.
They were both fierce, sharp, and charismatic woman who wielded immense power but lived under their husband's thumbs.
