Fill My Heart With Your Love

It happened late at night.

Wendy Ning followed Mr. Yang inside a private room. As soon as she passed the threshold, she felt a strange atmosphere envelope her.

Dim light illuminated the room. Two men sat on the sofa. There were two female models leaning against each of them.

There was an exception, though. One man was sitting alone in a corner, his tall and rigid body hidden in the darkness. He emitted an arrogant yet noble aura, just like how an emperor would look like.

Wendy Ning couldn't see the man's face clearly because of the darkness. The only thing clear to her eyesight was two slender legs dangling from the sofa.

Several pair of eyes fell on her and Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang flashed a flattering smile and apologetically said, "Sorry to keep you waiting. We had to deal with an urgent matter in the company."

Wendy Ning followed Mr. Yang to the sofa. Before she had a chance to sit down, her body was pushed to the side.

Mr. Yang then whispered, "Don't sit here. Go and accompany Mr. Xiao."

Wendy Ning was pushed hard, and the force caused her to stumble and fall. She ended up beside the mysterious man sitting upright in the dark corner.

"Sit," the man ordered her in a low and steady voice. His voice was magnetic. His words, even though short, made her unable to refuse.

Wendy Ning, who was facing the dim corner, shivered uncontrollably from hearing the charming voice.

There was great fear in her eyes, and it seemed like she stopped breathing. She felt paralyzed.

"Sit down!" The man's deep voice instructed her once again. It was cold and fierce, and no one could resist his commanding presence.

Her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't get herself to move. After she stood still for a moment, the man's slender and powerful hand pulled her down.

The light was still dim, but since she was sitting beside him now, she finally saw his face. His lazy and elegant posture was accompanied by a handsome face with a resolved expression. From her view, his outline looked perfectly delicate yet masculine.

It really was him—Greg Xiao!

She would never ever forgive this man.

Bang!

The sudden loud sound startled Wendy Ning out of her musings. Greg Xiao had put a full bottle of whisky on the edge of the table.

"I'll come straight to the point." Greg Xiao sneered and looked at Mr. Yang. "Mr. Yang, ask her to drink the bottle of whisky. That might make me consider signing the contract."

Wendy Ning didn't dare to look at him anymore. She gripped the hem of her dress tightly. It looked as though she was going to tear her dress into pieces.

She certainly didn't expect a reunion with Greg Xiao here and now, right when her life was at its darkest time.

The incident three years ago didn't only destroy her family, it also ruined her romantic relationship with him.

Now, her father was in prison due to debt after their company descended into bankruptcy. Her mother, on the other hand, was seriously ill. Lastly, her younger brother still lacked funds to continue his college education.

All the burden unexpectedly fell on her alone. She didn't have a choice. Her salary wasn't exactly high. It was only enough to keep their whole family from dying of hunger.

That was why she came here with Mr. Yang. Her job was to get the client to sign their contract.

This task would earn her a bonus of twenty thousand dollars. That was just enough to temporarily cover the cost of her mother's medical examination and her brother's tuition fee.

Wendy Ning noticed Mr. Yang staring at her expectedly. He was counting on her to make their client sign the contract.

"Okay, Mr. Xiao. I'll drink." She grabbed the bottle on the table. Tears started streaming down her face even before she could actually drink it.

The room was quiet, the sound of her swallowing the liquid echoed in the room. The drink tasted spicy and bitter, and it made Wendy's throat burn.

"Great!"

"Mr. Xiao, you have to keep your word in front of our heroine!"

The other two men were teasing her. One applauded and the other looked at Wendy Ning up and down.

Greg Xiao curled his lips and smiled. His cold eyes were full of disdain. He looked at the woman who was still swallowing the whisky with contempt.

In no time, Wendy Ning had already finished half a bottle of whisky. She almost felt suffocated, so she put the bottle down to rest. At this point, the pungent smell of alcohol already exuded from her throat.

"I heard you can drink a lot. Keep drinking." Greg Xiao's cold voice came to her ears with contempt.

Wendy Ning turned pale from hearing that familiar voice. It was strange. The man she couldn't forget had now become someone so unfamiliar to her.

Perhaps Greg Xiao had forgotten their past. A past wherein he loved her at her sight, took good care of her, and even asked her to be his fiancee.

Unshed tears were blurring her eyes, but the thought of her supposed bonus reignited her determination. She closed her eyes and raised her head to pour whisky in her throat again.

Actually, if Greg Xiao still remembered, she wasn't really good at drinking.

But she looked at him when she rested just now, and all she saw in his eyes was coldness.

Greg Xiao liked to see her suffer.

With a loud bang, the bottle was put on the table again. She did it. She emptied a whole bottle of whisky.

"Mr. Xiao, I finished it." Her voice sounded hoarse now. The large amount of alcohol clearly affected her, and she began falling into a trance. It was as if she had stepped foot into hell.

Hoping that Greg Xiao would quickly fulfill his promise, she raised her head at him. However, he coldly said, "You want me to sign the contract just because you drank one bottle of whisky? What do you think of me?"

"Mr. Xiao, you just said that as long as I drink this bottle of wine, you will sign the contract."

Disappointment and hesitation flooded her system. She stared at him with pleading eyes even though she felt like falling down from drinking so much.

"Ha-ha..." Greg Xiao sneered and tilted her chin up to face him.