Purchased A Mr. Right

The door was pushed open, and a man looked like Wilson walked in.

However, unlike Wilson, who was in a black suit, this man actually dressed in a pink-blue suit. Beyond that, he had maroon and curly hair. He swirled the car key in his hand, and there was a wicked flame in his eyes.

Tina, seeing his canine teeth, recognized him.

She had briefly met him in an activity. He was Desmond Chin, also known as Young President Chin in Chin's Group.

He and Wilson were cousins, so it was not surprising for him to appear here.

Apparently, Desmond was very familiar with this office. He went straight to the writing desk. When his eyes swept over Tina, he paused slightly and said in surprise, "Oh, what a coincidence!" Tina nodded. "Hi, Young President Chin!"

Desmond was in charge of the most profitable industry of Chin's Group -the entertainment industry and was running two entertainment companies: Company E and Company M. When he appeared here, he had to talk about some business with

Wilson.

Tina did not dare to disturb them and retreated to the side.

Seeing that she did not look at him again, Desmond shrugged and called out, "Wilson!"

"We're working!" Wilson frowned.

"Okay, Mr. Chin!" He helplessly spread out his hands and continued, "I'm here to ask you for instructions on the purchase of the two companies. I've checked the information about the two production companies. They have good development prospects. If you think it is okay, I want to acquire the two companies first and establish a branch

f" company!

Wilson took the materials and roughly looked through them, then nodded. "Well, I know!"

Desmond never liked to come to Wilson's office, which was decorated in cold shades of black and grey. He always felt it dull and depressing to stay in an office with such a style. After finishing his task, he directly got up to leave.

He suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, my mom and dad haven't seen you, their excellent nephew, for a long time. They want you to have dinner with them at home!"

Wilson said, "I've been very busy recently.

Maybe someday in the future!"

Desmond, who had expected him to say this, just pursed his lips.

As was known to all family members, his cousin Wilson was a workaholic. Every time his parents invited Wilson to a meal, they had to make an appointment at least half a month in advance! When Desmond got up from the chair, his gaze fell on Tina. He sized her up.

Wilson asked, "Is there anything else?" "Nothing!" Desmond immediately withdrew his gaze and waved his hand. "Then I'll go first!"

"Mmm!" Wilson nodded.

Desmond came and went quickly. As the pink-blue figure walked out, the office quieted down.

Wilson lowered his head and got back to work.

He ignored Tina again. Tina, who seemed to be as transparent as the air in Wilson's eyes, went forward again and said with a smile, "Mr. Chin, you should eat something.

Otherwise, you may get a stomach bug!" Wilson said with a cold face, "But I am busy!" Tina had nothing to say.

She had little experience in making a man happy - she had only coaxed her daughter.

Sometimes, Isla would be angry with her, and she could deal with it well. At this critical moment, she had to make every possible effort. Thinking of this, she sent a spoonful of porridge to his mouth as she did when she coaxed her daughter. "Mr. Chin, let me feed you.

Wilson kept his high profile and remained unmoved.

Tina nervously bit her lips.

Malee told her to try her best. Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and slogged her guts out to make him happy.

Wilson did not touch the spoon. Tina took it back and put the porridge into her mouth. Then she put her two slender arms around his neck and sat on his legs.

Although she had plucked up her courage, her cheeks had already turned red the second before she acted.

Wilson raised his eyebrows, and Tina kissed him.

She changed a way to feed.

Her tongue passed his lips and teeth and finally sent the fragrant and sticky porridge into his mouth.

Wilson's eyes darkened, and he held her tighter in his long arms. In an instant, he got the upper hand, caressing and kissing her. His domineering aura enveloped her.

Tina, her arms on his thick shoulders, gasped for air.

The atmosphere was intimate and electric.

Wilson, his back leaning against the high back chair, touched her back with his big palms. His gaze behind the glasses was intense, but his smile was light. "Tina, but today is not the weekend!"

Tina's face turned even redder in embarrassment.

Since she had gone this far, she could not give up when she nearly succeeded.

She secretly gritted her teeth and gently clasped her hands behind his neck. She moved closer to his ears. She ogled him with a bright smile, but her voice was barely audible. "Mr. Chin, I miss you." Her words successfully ignited Wilson's desire.

He pounced on her and flung her onto the desk like a beast.

Then his hungry kiss fell.

He swept aside all the business documents with his powerful arms and pressed her tight against his firm body

Wilson pinched her tiny chin, forcing her to look at him, and threw a dangerous question to her through his gritted teeth, "Have you ever coaxed Dylan like this?"

Tina's mouth twitched slightly.

She did not expect him to make a fuss about this. She shook her head quickly and said, "No!"

She did not lie.

She and Dylan were sweethearts when they were young, but they seldom touched each other. The most intimate things they had done were holding hands and kissing. Even when they slept in a tent in a university's summer camp, Dylan did not cross the line.

Dylan saw her as a treasure and did not want to sleep with her before marrying her. He wanted her to be his wife first. However, a stranger took her...

Every time Tina thought about this, her heart would throb in pain.

Wilson got closer to her, and his hot breath nearly burnt her.

Tina could hardly think clearly - she was overwhelmed by his long and ardent kiss.

She gasped. "Mr. Chin, you haven't finished the porridge..."

Wilson's eyes behind the glasses darkened as he asked, "Do you think I'm still in the mood to drink the porridge now?"

Tina froze immediately.

She could only remind him shyly. "But we're in the office..."

Wilson grinded his teeth.

Finally, she realized the fact and wanted to escape, but it was too late. She set his lustful desire on fire!

Wilson quickly pressed two keys on the landline phone on his desk, then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry. No one dares to come in without my permission!"

Tina could never find any more excuses. He was going to make love with her on the spot.

Both of them felt the temperature in the office rose all of a sudden.

In the end, Tina was paralyzed all over, like a boneless fish.

Wilson carried from the desk to the sofa. After a long time, she was still trying to breathe evenly.

Wilson, feeling at ease, sat next to her. His collar hung open as he elegantly ate the porridge and dishes she brought here.

By the time his desire for food and sex was fulfilled. He leaned over like a majestic king in ancient times and patted her cheek as if rewarding his pet. His thin lips slightly curved as he said, "I have a meeting in the afternoon. You can go back after you have a good rest!"

"Mm..." Tina was too weak to say anything more.

Wilson suddenly smiled brightly and joked with a wicked glint in his eyes, "Or you can have a long, good sleep here and wait for me until I come back!"