My beautiful boss

Peter Wang felt sad and dejected as he walked out of the Human Resources office.

He found it so difficult to accept the result. From where he came, he was feared by all the gangs.

They even called him "Mighty Soldier King". Here in the city, he couldn't even find a decent job because he lacked a college degree. Suddenly, his phone rang. Peter noticed and picked it up immediately

. "Peter," said the voice from the other line. It was his girlfriend.?

"It's over. I'm breaking up with you."

"You've been gone for so long. I need a boyfriend, not a phone pal."

"Darling, please—" Peter tried to get her back.

"I know I've been gone, but I'm back now. I'll always be with you now."

"Oh yeah? Well, what can you give me?"

"A dishwasher working abroad earns much more money than you."

"What exactly can you give me, huh?" she challenged,

"Do you even have savings after working all these years? Have you found a single stable job since you got back? Will you be able to give me the things I want?"

I promise! I'll buy you the biggest house you will ever want! Darling, I'm really sorry I've been gone. I'm

the city, but it will be better

you do that?", the

to buy me a Louis Vuitton handbag? Ferragamo shoes? Chanel suits? Ha! You can't even afford to buy me a-hundred-square-meter house,

to say anything, Peter. I'm tired. I can't deal with this anymore. Goodbye, Peter," she said as she hung up. Peter held

help! Thief, thief! That thief stole my

other end of the street. A lady in uniform was screaming in panic and desperation, running as fast as her high-heeled shoes would take her. A man with dark sunglasses holding a

"Go away! Right now!"

accelerated. In shock, every person on the sidewalk squeezed themselves up to the wall as the motorcycle zoomed past them. Nobody dared block its way. It's risky to be involved in robberies nowadays. Nobody

motorcycle approached, he planted his feet firmly on the ground, pulled his left leg back, and with all his might, flung it into the raging vehicle in a strong forceful kick as soon

and it went spinning on the pavement. The impact threw him to the further end of the road and forced him to drop the stolen bag to the ground. "Ahhhhh!" The pedestrians held their hands to their mouths as they screamed. Peter, indifferent to

"Here's your bag, ma'am."

The lady managed to say when she realized that he was talking to her. She was still

jewelry. 'We come from two different worlds, ' he thought. 'It's useless to think about her.'

What's your name? I… just want to thank you for your help,"

him as she awaited his response. Peter is at his mid-20's, standing 180 cm tall. His face has well-defined angles on his forehead, cheeks, and jawline. He's not the type that you would notice in a

trouble at all. You don't need to take me out for

invitation. He was still thinking about his very recent breakup. Less than an

at his immediate refusal. For most people, Elaine is a sight to behold. She had light skin and brown hair that emphasized her bright almond eyes. She had men falling at her feet and

he just refused her