The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

At about ten o'clock in the morning, An Xiaoning parked her red Ferrari in the carpark of the Jin Corporation office building. She alighted and walked into the building with her bag in hand.

After passing through the glass turnstile, she was spotted by the security officer, who greeted politely, "You're here, Young Madam."

"Yes," she acknowledged with a nod. Several other employees greeted her along her way to the elevator.

She entered the elevator.

Hu Xin walked toward the front desk with a mop in hand and questioned, "Why do you guys still address her as 'Young Madam'? Didn't she already divorce Mr. Jin?"

The receptionist at the front desk answered, "Hu Xin, are you silly? Weren't you just talking to Mr. CEO a few days ago? Since you two know each other, how could you not know how much Young Madam means to him?"

Hu Xin smiled faintly and said, "I've only met Mr. Jin once in private. I don't know much about his personal life."

"Oh, I see. Everyone in the company addresses her that way now. She may not have reconciled her marriage with Mr. Jin yet, but they're no different from a married couple. Furthermore, they share a son together."

"I think you guys must be mistaken," said Hu Xin.

"Mistaken about what?"

"Perhaps Mr. Jin doesn't care about her at all and she only painted this false image by resorting to some underhanded means."

"It's alright if you say these to me but don't ever let our manager hear you. Otherwise, you'll be fired anytime. Everyone knows how much Mr. Jin loves and pampers her. Young Madam was the one who took over the management of the company back when Mr. Jin went missing during the tsunami. I heard that Mr. Jin has long since drawn up a will that states that all of his assets would be bequeathed to Young Madam and their son. Do you still think that this is a false image?"

"Isn't she psychic and capable of performing supernatural rituals or something? Maybe she controlled…"

The receptionist immediately covered her mouth and chided, "You mustn't say such things again. You may not want your job anymore but I still want mine. Go and perform your duties, stop talking to me. You jump to conclusions without getting your facts right. Your evil thoughts about others are too terrifying."

….

An Xiaoning headed to the office and opened the door gently.

She was greeted with the sight of Jin Qingyan handling his documents attentively.

She gazed at him for a long while before entering.

Upon the sight of her, he put down his pen and walked toward her. "What brings you here?"

"I missed you."

He gave her a tight hug and refused to loosen his grip. "I missed you too. I missed you so, so much."

"I have a lot to say to you."

"Okay."

Thirty seconds later, he sat on the chair while she sat on his lap, draping her arms around his neck.

She spoke while he listened.

She told Jin Qingyan about everything that happened, from the flood dragon they had encountered to the dream she had while on the journey back.

She included every single detail.

By the time she finished her recount, she was parched.

She picked up the cup of tea and took several gulps.

"I'm so thirsty."

After hearing her story, he asked with a look of uneasiness, "Are you afraid?"

"Of what?"

"That we will end up how Mysterious Xiao said. Are you afraid that history might repeat itself and we might never end up together regardless of how hard we try to?"

"I'm not afraid at all," she answered without hesitation. She then continued, "Because I have you, our son, my parents, and my friends. You guys are the very reason why I will try my best to overcome all the obstacles that are in my way. Are you… afraid?"

"No." His answer struck a sour note within An Xiaoning, not because of what he said but because of the way he had sounded.

She could hear the fear in his quivering voice.

She smiled and pressed her body against him before licking his lips with her tongue, which she then stuck into his mouth sensually.

An Xiaoning could feel his erection growing rapidly.

She closed her eyes and kissed him even harder.

She soon began straddling him and proceeded to unbuckle his belt without delay.

He lit up in joy, clearly enjoying the feeling of her taking the initiative.

When she moved her lips away, he murmured, "Xiaoning…"

An Xiaoning said, "I want to hear you call me 'Darling' because I really want to become your wife again. I don't feel proud being an accomplished fortune-teller, or the daughter of the Gu family, or the president's daughter, or an investor. I feel proud being a mother, and I'd also feel proud to be called your wife…"

Not giving her the chance to continue, he picked her up in his arms abruptly and lowered her onto the desk, causing the documents and files on it to scatter all over the ground. However, these were not of his concern at the moment.

Just as they were deep in passion and about to take things to the next level, the door of the office was opened all of a sudden.

Jin Qingyan glared at Hu Xin and barked in pique, "Who allowed you to enter? Scram and get out of here!"

Hu Xin had had a hard time trying to sneak in while the secretary was away, yet he hollered at her and gave her a great fright, causing her to close the door immediately. Recalling the scene she had just witnessed with her very own eyes, she began tearing up all of a sudden.

She had no idea what she was crying about either.

All she knew was that her mind had gone blank.

She refused to believe what she had just seen.

She tried to convince herself that none of it was real.

An Xiaoning and Jin Qingyan were snapped out of their mood because of the intruder. However, An Xiaoning feigned ignorance and did not ask about Hu Xin despite having noticed her as well just now.

He locked the door and said to her, "We can rest assured now. We didn't lock the door before, how careless and eager of us."

As he spoke, he unbuttoned her shirt and buried his face in her neck. The temperature was rather cool in the air-conditioned room, and she felt a cold shiver down her spine the moment he grazed his lips against her skin.

Due to the fact that they were in the office, she had no choice but to suppress her urge to moan.

He burst into laughter when he let go of her and stared at her while she bit her lip.

"What are you laughing about?"

"I'm laughing because you're having such a hard time trying to resist your urges. Don't keep it in, the soundproofing effect is superb."

He lifted her left leg and rested it on his shoulder before pushing her skirt upward and removing her underwear furiously. An Xiaoning could not stop herself from moaning in pleasure.

Her alluring moans were like fuel to his flames of passion, causing Jin Qingyan's erection to grow even harder.

An Xiaoning grabbed the edge of the table with one hand and his arm with the other while he thrust himself into her. He was using so much force that she felt as if he was about to pierce through her. She could not curb her passion at all.

Things were hot and steamy within the room, and they were as passionate as a pair of newlyweds. In spite of the soundproofing system embedded in the walls of his office, the middle-aged secretary could vaguely hear them moaning in coital euphoria. He could not help but turn red with embarrassment.

The session lasted for an entire hour, during which Jin Qingyan wanted to try several different fancy positions that he had just added to his repertoire. An Xiaoning's legs had already turned to jelly by the time they were done.