So into CEO Daddy

In a five-star hotel.

"Fuck! Why hasn't he come yet?" Taylor Wood gnashed as she rubbed her sore legs.

Taylor rolled her eyes and turned around her sore neck while forcing on listening to what was happening outside the cabinet door.

That's right! Right outside the cabinet door.

At this moment, she was curled up in the cabinet's corner in a very awkward posture, her hands and feet stiff and her body sore.

"He is not coming, is he? No! It took me ten thousand yuan to buy the waiter!"

As she was muttering in a low voice, there were footsteps sounding through the cabinet door.

She immediately held her breath and gently pressed her ear against the cabinet door, listening attentively to the movement outside.

"Master, how are you feeling now?" It was a man's voice, saying with a little worry and anxiety.

A few seconds later, another low-pitched male voice came, "I'm okay."

His voice was so cold and even arctic.

Even with the thick door, Taylor could sense the coldness in his voice.

She knew the master from the voice.

Or it should be put like this: she had met him on TV and the Internet to be exact.

Daniel Brook, the one she came here to meet.

"Master, how about I get you a woman?" It could tell from the man's voice that he was more worried and even angry.

"Don't bother."

Daniel's voice was even colder, but his tone was erratic somehow.

As if-As if he was holding back something.

"You go handle that. I don't want to see that person again." Daniel continued, along with an inaudible rubbing sound of cloth.

"I got it, master. But you-"

"I'll be fine after I take a cold bath."

Hearing this, Taylor was so excited that her eyes were lit up.

It would be best if he went to take a bath.

Only when he was in the bathroom did she get time to add some sleeping pills in his water!

In this way, the special incense in the room, coupled with the effect of sleeping pills, was enough to make him sleep till dawn!

Then she could take any photo she wanted to take.

"Master, please rest assured. I'll keep you guarded, and my men will be outside. No one would have any chance to get in."

"Okay."

Taylor listened more carefully to the sound of footsteps drifting away and finally disappeared as the door locked with a "click" sound.

Then, there was the sound of steady footsteps, heading to the right.

Did he go to take a shower?

About ten seconds later, there was a splash of water in the direction of the bathroom.

A minute later, after hearing the sound of the water change, she breathed a long sigh of relief- It was time!

She gently and slowly pulled the cabinet door open.

The glare of the room made her squint, and she had to blink her eyes vigorously before the discomfort disappeared.

After confirming that there was no one in the living room through the gap, she wide-opened the cabinet door and crawled out gently.

The moment she stood on the ground, her feet were painful and numb, like they were pierced by hundreds of needles.

Taylor took a deep breath, and ran to the bar quickly, ignoring the pain of her feet.

While observing the bathroom, she quickly took off the cloisonne bracelet on her wrist, broke it open, and poured all the powder inside into the wine, which was decanting.

After shaking the bottle a few times and confirming that the red wine seemed right, she tiptoed back to the cabinet.

After a few minutes, the sound of water stopped abruptly, and the footsteps became clear gradually.

Drink the wine! Drink the wine! Just drink it! - Taylor put her hands together, praying inwardly.

When she heard the swallowing sound of the throat, she couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth and laughed happily.

It was good that he drank it!

All she had to do now was just waiting quietly.

Ten minutes later, Taylor stood by the double bed in the bedroom and looked at the man who fell asleep in surprise.

With straight eyebrows, slender eyes, high nose, and thin lips, his facial features were exquisite and delicate. Like a work carefully carved by God, he was almost perfect. Even if Taylor had seen this face many times on the screen, at this moment, her heartbeat still stopped uncontrollably.

Plain dark brown shirt and black trousers outlined his slender figure.

Only the button on the front of his shirt was still buttoned, exposing his strong well-textured chest. He was indeed skinny with clothes on, yet brawny in the buff.

However, he seemed to be sleeping very uncomfortably. His brows frowned, a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead, and his cheeks were a little red.

No wonder Abby Wood was so obsessed with him that she kept screaming at home all day, saying that she would only marry him. Moreover, Abby even signed a contract that would cost the company tens of millions of losses just because of him!

Thinking of this, Taylor came to her senses instantly.

Right, Abby Wood!

She came over today to take a secret photo of him and herself so that she could provoke her cousin Abby Wood!

She should hurry up, or she would be doomed once being discovered!

Taylor took out her mobile phone, turned on the selfie button of the camera, and then carefully climbed onto the bed. She lay down beside the man and pulled the thin blanket to cover both of them below their necks.

Putting her cheeks close to the man's thin lips, she pressed the camera button.

After taking a few shots, Taylor looked at them kissing sweetly on the screen with satisfaction. But on second thought, she felt that it was not enough.

She took out the man's well-structured arms from the quilt cautiously, and then put her head in his arms in a twisted posture extremely carefully.

Afterward, she buried her entire face in his chest and continued to take pictures.

After taking a dozen more shots, she put her phone away in satisfaction, raised her eyebrows, and got out of bed swiftly.

She then turned off the floor lamp, turned around and prepared to leave.

But there was a burning touch on her forearm all of a sudden.

Her heart sank. The before she had time to react, a brute force pulled her back within a blink.

Her mind began to spin, and the back of her head slammed on the bed. Even with the soft quilt, she was still lightheaded.

Through the moonlight, Taylor's eyes were filled with horror as she looked at Daniel, who was pressing on her.

She just wanted to take a few photos that pretended to be intimate and wanted to anger the cousin's family who had taken her fortune, but she didn't plan to sacrifice herself here!

Damn it! Were the sleeping pills and incense she bought expired??? Why did they not work on this man?!!!

Damn the one who sold her expired medicines. She was damned now!!!

Her shoulders were tightly confined by the man's wide and hot palms, so she couldn't move at all.

When she faced the man's slender eyes, she found that his eyes were scarlet, and his cheeks were also abnormally red.

Before she could scream, her lips had been blocked by the man who leaned down.

Daniel tightened his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and kissed her lips roughly.

His sweat rolled down like beads and dripped on her face. His temperature was very hot.

In a panic, Taylor bit hard, and then the bloody smell spread in her mouth suddenly.

But the man didn't seem to feel the pain. He didn't loosen his hand a bit, but even his palm trailed down her shoulders.

Taylor's eyes widened suddenly, her body trembling uncontrollably because of fear.

"Let go of me, let go..."

She slapped him hard on the back, struggling desperately.

But the man didn't respond and concentrated on what he was doing.

Six years later.

In the late spring, at the airport of City S.

The pick-up port was filled with all kinds of noisy sounds. The reporters were holding their cameras and peering around.

Taylor strode out, lowered her voice, and said to the person beside her, "Guess how many reporters are here for us?"

"You are thinking too much." Simon Kint stomped the sandals on his feet loudly, and his laughter was hearty, "You are just a passerby? Who will shoot you?"

"... I'm indeed a well-known designer!" Taylor pouted her mouth casually.

"Hero"

"The well-known Hollywood jewelry designer is 'hero,' not Taylor." Simon looked at her innocently and blinked, "Or you can just make it public, telling them you are 'hero.' I'm sure that these reporters will rush over immediately, and the flash will be enough to blind your eyes."

"That sounds not funny." Taylor curled her lips, smiling slyly, "I'm going to have an interview at the Lychee Broadcasting System, while you can wait here for Kathy."

The flashlight suddenly lit up frantically. Seeing five people who walked out of the pick-up port quickly, Taylor couldn't help shrinking her eyes suddenly, and the corners of her lips set in a grim line.

"Miss Wood, did you visit Paris with Daniel Brook of KJ Group this time?"

"Miss Wood, are you and Mr. Brook already in a relationship? Does this trip abroad indicate that your marriage is on schedule?"

Abby Wood, who was surrounded by excited reporters, smiled sweetly, "I enjoyed my visit to Paris this time. As for other things, if there is good news, I will tell you in the first place."

After speaking, she ignored the reports' following questions and left under the protection of the bodyguards.

"Taylor?" Simon looked at Taylor, who was expressionless and nudged her shoulder. When Taylor finally responded and turned to him, he raised his chin towards the figure who had left, "You know her?"

"No, I don't." Taylor curled up her mouth and chuckled lightly, "I just think her earrings are nice, I'm going to the broadcasting system now."

"Okay, be careful." Simon nodded and watched her walk to the elevator, not far away.

Then he walked to the rest area, sat in a corner with few people, and started to play his phone boringly.

He had to wait here for more than an hour.

About an hour later, the pick-up port became lively again.

This time, in addition to the sound of reporters pressing the camera crazily, there were also screams of girls one after another, accompanied by astonishing words such as "He is too handsome that I couldn't even close my legs" and "I'll die without regrets in this life if I can sleep with him for one night."

"People are so open-minded now?" Simon tutted and looked up at the source of the sound.

There were a group of people walking out of the airport, six bodyguards to be exact. They were in long black trench coats, walking steadily.

The man walking in the middle wore a tidy couture suit, his handsome face chiseled, and his slender eyes dark. He set his mouth in a grim line tight, and he was full of the indifference and kingly aura that had been in the upper ranks.

When Simon saw those dashing pedestrians, he was a bit jealous somehow.

They were both presidents. But Daniel looked so aggressive and magnificent like an emperor, while whenever Simon himself put a long face, Taylor would laugh at him and describe him as a cool judge whose face almost turned black!

That was unfair!

The smile on the corner of Simon's mouth faded, and his eyes became cold, which spread an aura that nobody should get close.

Lifting the phone and looking at himself on the screen, Simon nodded with satisfaction. Well, he was also an overbearing president indeed!

"Simon, you are playing black-faced judge again?" A clear childish voice rang beside him, accompanied by a silver bell-like laughter.

Simon regained his consciousness, looking down at the little girl in a beige skirt in front of him. There was a gentle smile on his face unconsciously, but his voice was helpless, "Kathy, I am very white, okay?!"

"It's great to have you here, Boss. I've been satirized along the way." June Hunter's eyes were full of excitement when she looked at Simon as if she had seen a family member that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"I'm doing this to train your living ability." The little girl Katherine Wood glanced at Jane with a smile and then looked around, "Where is Taylor?"

"She went to work."

"Workaholic!" Kathy curled her lips, "She knows nothing but work every day and doesn't even have time to apply a mask. If she continues to live this way, I'm afraid that she would definitely become a dark-skinned and ugly yellow-faced woman who can only die alone miserably."

"...Hey, she is your mother, okay? Do you know anyone who would say her mother like that?!" Simon felt helpless as he stroked her hair.

"Of course, isn't there one standing in front of you?" Kathy raised her mouth and smiled, walking towards the elevator with her long legs, "Hurry up, I'm starving! The steak on the plane is the worst that I have eaten in my life! I mean the worst!"

Simon was speechless.

It felt so weird to hear a five-year-old girl say something about her lifetime!

When Kathy walked to the elevator, the door was slowly closing, and several men in black clothes were putting cool faces as they stood in the elevator.

So Kathy raised her hands decisively and stretched out to the middle of the elevator. At the same time, she looked at people inside, smiling brightly, "Wait for a second, thank you!"

As expected, the elevator door paused and reopened.

Kathy jumped up with a smile and looked at the men from heads to toes quickly. When her gaze fell on the man standing in the middle, her big eyes lit up.

So handsome!

Twenty times more handsome than Simon!

Only his expression was so cold and indifferent as if someone owed him hundreds of millions!

"Kathy, do you have any idea how dangerous your actions were just now? If the elevator doors had closed, your hands would have broken!" Simon stepped into the elevator as he watched the little girl make dangerous moves, frowning.

"He's right. It's too dangerous!" Jane's expression was also very serious.

"The sensor of the elevator is in the middle of the door, okay? Please fill your mind with some common sense, huh?" Kathy rolled her eyes indifferently and didn't take their words seriously.

Then she tugged the corner of Simon's clothes, "Simon, look. That uncle is so handsome, many times as handsome as you!"

Simon followed her gaze and looked up and happened to see two black-clothed bodyguards stepping forward, staring at him solemnly in front of him.

...

So, did they think that he would take a five-year-old girl to rob them?

"Although he is handsome, he is still not qualified to be Taylor's boyfriend." Kathy continued seriously.

Simon lost his words.

While the bodyguards didn't dare to speak.

Mr. Brook was not qualified to be someone's boyfriend?

That was the funniest joke they had heard this year.

"Simon, remember to protect Taylor well. She is simply ignorant, so you should remind her of protecting her wealth and her body. Especially this kind of indifferent domineering president, who might look tall, rich and handsome, but he might be obscene inwardly-" The little girl continued her speech, which startled the rest.

Looking at the little girl who wasn't even as long as his legs in front of him, Daniel's eyes turned cold.

Simon hurriedly stretched out his hand and covered Kathy's mouth, chuckling awkwardly, "She is just an ignorant little girl. She just talked nonsense, haha, haha."

Then, after the elevator door opened, he picked up the girl in one hand, grabbed Jane, who was smirking with the other hand, and rushed out as if he escaped from there.

Three hours later.

When Taylor finished her work in the TV station and rushed to the Imperial Hotel, the "Happy Summer" brand meeting had already started for more than half an hour. Without being noticed, she was glad to enjoy the leisure time, so she sat on the sofa in the corner with a glass of white wine in her hand.

City S was always rainy in spring.

When Simon finished chatting with a potential client, the moment he turned around holding the goblet, he winked and smiled to relax his stiff facial muscles.

When he looked up, he found her gaze on him as well.

Simon looked at the girl who was smiling at him. Even though they had known each other for nearly six years, it could tell from the depths of his eyes that he still found her gorgeous.

Her exquisite goose-egg face was with light makeup, her eyes dazzling, and her skin white as china. The slight smile on her mouth made her look more elegant and beautiful, like a secluded orchid. But a shallow mole under the corner of her right eye made her a bit more enchanting.

Red striped shirt matching with black high-waisted and wide-leg pants manifested her slim waist, long legs, and a good figure.

"How was it going?" He went straight to her and sat down.

"It's been taken care of." Taylor yawned lazily, "William had a car accident on his way to the TV station with the crown, and broke an olive branch studded with diamonds. When I arrived, he was almost crying. Although it was a little troublesome, it was done before the show started."

The work at the Lychee Broadcasting System was the first case that Happy Summer Jewelry Studio had taken over in China. Now that they had decided to turn the focus of work back to China, they should finish the job nicely and well.

"A car accident? Why didn't he tell me about that before? Is everything okay?" Simon frowned.

"His right foot was sprained. There were also some bruises on his knees. Except for these, he is fine." Taylor held her wine glass and took a sip, "Okay, hurry up to socialize. All people standing here are our cash cows."

"And you?"

"I'll sit here and watch."

"...I am a boss, not a public-relation staff." Simon wide-opened his eyes as if he was stormed off.

"As a boss, when the company needs you, you should be willing to do everything for it, including sacrificing your appearance if necessary," Taylor said with a serious expression and even clenched his fist as if she was encouraging him.

"No, I won't do that. My appearance belongs to you, and I'm all yours in this lifetime-"

"Hurry up and socialize!" Taylor interrupted him expressionlessly, pushing away the handsome face that had approached her.

"You are cold! You are ruthless! You are making troubles unreasonably!" Simon scolded aggrievedly with a slightly high falsetto voice.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Taylor's face quickly. Then before she jumped up to beat him hard, he grinned and slipped away.

Taylor looked at the man who was glaring at herself ten meters away and decisively rolled her eyes at him.

"Pretty, you are?" A grinning voice sounded behind her, "Why haven't I seen you before?"

Taylor recalled her senses in an instant. Looking at the man with a big belly in front of her, she smiled generously and indifferently, "Taylor Wood, hello."

"I'm Wence Johnson of Johnson Real Estate. You can call me Big Wen." The man stared at her body secretly, "Are you an employee of 'Happy Summer'?"

"Yes." Taylor nodded gently.

"Have you just graduated?" Wence's gaze became more presumptuous, and his tone gradually became arrogant.

Hearing this, Taylor just smiled slightly and did not answer.

Wence, however, thought she was embarrassed to admit it, so he raised his eyebrows secretly, fixed his eyes on her face. He became more and more presumptuous, and finally even licked his lower lip with a provocative expression.

"This is my business card. Feel free to find me if anything comes up." Wence smiled with squinted eyes and handed a golden business card to her.

"Thank you, Mr. Johnson." Taylor took the business card and held it in her hand.

"I'll be waiting for your call." After Wence left a meaningful look, he turned and left.

Taylor looked at his back and arched her eyebrows lightly.

After half an hour, with the end of the lottery session, the brand meeting ended perfectly.

Simon was originally going to send Taylor home, but as soon as he walked to the door of the banquet hall, he received a call from his Grandma, who had not seen her baby grandson for two years. She called Simon "unfilial grandson" repeatedly that he almost knelt down through the phone. Given the case, Taylor told him to go home first.

After Taylor came out of the bathroom, she stepped on her high heels and walked towards the elevator, relaxed.

But when she saw Wence squeezed in at the moment when the elevator door was about to close, she suddenly realized that she might have relaxed a little earlier.

"Miss Wood is going home?" As soon as the man entered the elevator, he blocked the floor buttons with his back.

Looking at Taylor with a bright smile, he had his desire unconcealed in his eyes, "It's still so early, and I happen to have some jewelry design problems to discuss with you. Why don't we go to my room and have a talk?"

"Mr. Johnson, you are welcome to come to the office to talk about our business." Taylor's smile was a little cold.

"Although I am a layman, I know that winning experience is very important in the design business circle." The desire in the man's eyes deepened.

Taylor's brows frowned slightly. She didn't expect that she would learn the hidden rules on the first day of her returning home.

Should she be happy for her attractive appearance?

"What do you mean, Mr. Johnson?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Johnson Real Estate recently invested in a large design competition, which I think is very suitable for you, Miss Wood. If you participate in the match, I can guarantee that you will be among the top three rewards. Are you interested?" Wence threw the bait.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Johnson." Taylor smiled slightly.

"Never mind." Wence thought she had agreed, so he smiled proudly.

He liked the kind of woman who looked cold but slutty inside, just like her.

Seeing the man let down his guard after hearing what she said, Taylor suddenly stepped forward and pressed the button of the nearest floor.

Then when the elevator door just opened, she forced it open with her hands and ran out directly.

"Hey!" Wence was taken aback for a while because of this sudden change. When he finally regained his senses, he followed her up.

He couldn't just let a beauty like her escape from him like that, especially when he could tell from first glance that this one was pretty good!

"You slut! How dare you lie to me! When I catch you, I will definitely make you befuddled that you won't even want to leave me!" He screamed while chasing.

Taylor was thinking about how to get rid of the man behind her. At this time, the door on her right-hand side suddenly opened vigorously.

A blast of cold wind swept through, and a black shadow swayed quickly in front of her.

Something fell in front of her, and then, there was a terrible scream, "Ah--!"

Taylor stood still, looking at the screaming person at her feet, subconsciously tilting her head and looking into the room.

After seeing the person inside, her pupils tightened suddenly.