After that incident, everything else went nicely. Xie Yuansheng was happy inside that the scene had been completely deleted from the movie. He took Feng Xinying from the site and went to the hotel where he kissed her to his heart's content.

"What is wrong with my husband today?" asked Feng Xinying obviously flustered. "I need to go and take a bath," she said pushing her away from him.

"Hmm…" he replied with a faint smile and left her from his embrace.

Feng Xinying spent a good time in the shower before she came out wrapped in a towel. Her hair was wet and the face was glistening, radiating soft glow around her. She looked so beautiful and attractive that Xie Yuansheng started having lewd thoughts about her. As she walked in, she dried her hair with a towel, as the towel that wrapped her body was tight enough.

She saw that Xie Yuansheng was on the phone talking in English. "What have you found out?" he asked in a stern voice.

"Sir, his son has just married and his wife is very intelligent. As a matter of fact, she is now helping him in the matters of business more than his son. In a few days, he is planning to introduce her to the board where he will suggest her name to be included in the board or if not that then he would recommend her name for a position."

"Hmm…" he replied and disconnected the phone.

Xie Yuansheng suddenly looked around when he felt a gaze on his back.

Feng Xinying was looking at her handsome husband and wondered what would have been the outcome of the movie had he been there instead of Wu Bosun. There would have been at least a hundred bed scenes. The actual story would have been cut by fifty percent. She laughed at her own thoughts.

Xie Yuansheng narrowed his eyes and slowly moved towards her. She moved back saying, "Umm… I need to dry my hair." She turned and ran to the dressing table to find the dryer but before she could reach, Xie Yuansheng was already tugging her towel and pulling her towards him.

"Do you think you can escape from mighty Xie Yuansheng?" he asked with a husky voice that was enough to melt anybody's heart.

Feng Xinying tried to jerk his hand off her towel, but Xie Yuansheng's hand had reached her waist. He held her waist and pressed his body against her. He picked her up from there and placed her on the bed. Her hair spread across the pillow making it wet in the process. Feng Xinying didn't like lying down with wet hair. That is why she was always in a habit to dry her hair before going to bed. However, Xie Yuansheng had pressed her so hard on the mattress that she couldn't move an inch. She brought her hands against his chest.

"Xie Yuansheng, let me dry my hair. I hate sleeping like this."

"Who will let you sleep?" he lowered his head and didn't allow her to say a word. He kissed her passionately. He pried her lips and then forced them open to enter her mouth.

"Xie. "Yuansheng." She said in between the kisses. Once again she pushed her hands against his chest but this time Xie Yuansheng held her hands and pinned them above her head. He took his other hand to open her towel. In one swift move, he picked her torso up and them removed the towel from below. Now she was naked under him while he was wearing his clothes. He squeezed her breasts, which had become sensitive to his touch. "Ah!" she bucked. "Don't," she said.

"Don't what?" he asked as he bit her breasts slightly.

"Don't do this!"

Xie Yuansheng bit her stomach and then asked, "This?"

"I mean-"

He bit her thighs. "This?"

Then he kissed on her pink folds between the thighs. "This?"

"You tease!" shouted Feng Xinying as her blood rushed in between her thighs and now all she wanted was him.

His burning kisses in between her thighs were more than enough to make her feel dizzy. She was burning with desire and passion and her body had become putty in his hands. He kissed her sweet spot and then once again went up to her pink folds. He kissed them roughly. Feng Xinying couldn't bear it more and she came. "Ah!"

She was so tired, yet she wanted this man.

Xie Yuansheng got up and went up to press her. "So what was it that you didn't want?" he asked naively.

Feng Xinying bit her lips. Either she had to ask him shameless what she wanted or suffer the whole night. She decided the former, "I want you!"

"Ah!" he said with a smile. "Then take off my clothes."

Feng Xinying started unbuttoning his shirt.

She thought that it would get over soon. However, what started as a teasing affair, lasted throughout the night.

Next day the unit left to go back to the city and people saw red marks on Feng Xinying's body even though she tried to cover them by wearing turtleneck sweater.

While driving back home, she received a call from Su Haobing.