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?"

house you will ever want! Darling, I'm really sorry I've been gone.

finding a job in the city, but it will be better soon,

do that?", the girl

you ever get to buy me a BMW car? Will you ever get 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, for

Goodbye, Peter," she said as she hung up. Peter held his hand-phone tightly, dumbfounded. Despite her muffled voice from the static of his old Nokia, her message was clear

help! Thief, thief! That thief stole

as her high-heeled shoes would

"Go away! Right now!"

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 wants to get hurt. The lady in a suit

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

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 the commotion, walked to the side of the man, calmly picked up the bag, and handed

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

to say when she realized that he was talking to her. She was still stunned from

exquisite jewelry. 'We come from two different

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

lunch together?" She looked at 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

welcome, really. It's no trouble at all. You don't need to take me out for lunch. Thanks for the

breakup. Less than an hour ago, the love of his life walked

sight to behold. She had light skin and brown hair that emphasized her bright almond eyes. She had men falling at her

he just refused her without