Flash Marriage: The Domineering Wife Chapter 5 Who are you?

Perhaps it was Lei Zhao's calming voice that halted Yan Mei's struggles, rendering her quiet for a fleeting moment. Seizing this opportunity, Jun Mo administered the injection.

"The sedative will dissipate from her system shortly. She merely needs to sleep it off and rest. Nothing serious will occur, so don't worry."

Lei Zhao, gazing at Yan Mei, gently wiped the perspiration from her forehead before nodding. "Alright, thank you."

Jun Mo let out a snort. "I've been treating you for years, and this is the first time I've heard you utter a word of thanks. You're thanking me because of this woman? Don't tell me you've taken a liking to her?"

Lei Zhao's gaze remained fixed on the woman in the bed, ignoring Jun Mo entirely. Noticing Lei Zhao's silence, Jun Mo sighed, clapped him on the shoulder, and departed.

After Jun Mo's exit, Lei Zhao approached the window, lost in contemplation. He retrieved his phone and initiated a call.

Moments later, Ye Xing arrived, carrying a tablet that displayed Yan Mei's personal information.

"Boss, the Yan family members were the ones who tracked Miss Yan's whereabouts at the club last time," Ye Xing reported, handing the tablet to Lei Zhao.

"Hm," Lei Zhao responded, his eyes scanning the tablet's contents.

A flicker of light danced in his eyes as he absorbed the details on the tablet. Page after page, he meticulously reviewed her information, his brow furrowing. In a short while, he had amassed a rudimentary understanding of her background.

Yan Mei was identified as the daughter of a young lady from the Yan family who had vanished years prior.

She had courageously established her own jewelry company from the ground up, a venture that had since ascended to become the nation's premier jewelry enterprise. She had relinquished any claim to Yan Cooperation, leaving its management to her uncle.

Her history was notably absent; it was as if she had never existed during those intervening years. The sole available data dated back three years, marking her reappearance within the Yan family's sphere.

Lei Zhao frowned, his thoughts racing. 'Who is she that even my extensive network cannot unearth any trace of her twenty-three years of existence? What profound secrets does she harbor?'

He turned his attention to the young woman, now peacefully slumbering due to Jun Mo's administered medication. A faint sigh escaped his lips.

A sense of empathy welled within him. For a woman to cultivate such a cold and detached demeanor, he could only speculate about the hardships she must have endured. Furthermore, the feat of building a business from nothing to its current standing in under three years was no small accomplishment.

He couldn't help but ponder what her fate might have been had he not intervened tonight. For the first time, Lei Zhao felt an undeniable urge to protect someone and to bring her happiness. Little did Lei Zhao know, the woman resting on the bed was far from a helpless damsel.

He found himself wondering about the rare sight of her smile. The memory of that closed-mouth smile she had offered him at the club resurfaced, and he was struck by her captivating beauty.

Ye Xing stood respectfully beside Lei Zhao, uncertain of his boss's intentions concerning Miss Yan. Lost in thought, Lei Zhao finally spoke, "Alright. You may leave now."

"Understood, Boss."

Lei Zhao glanced at his watch; it was a quarter past three in the morning. Exhaustion began to set in. He knitted his brows, gazing at Yan Mei asleep in his bed, and let out a helpless sigh. With only one bed in the suite, Lei Zhao, utterly drained, settled down on the opposite side.

As morning dawned, Yan Mei awoke to find herself entangled with a person, akin to an octopus. Her eyes fell upon the strikingly handsome face beside her, and she froze. Hastily, she attempted to slide the quilt away and dismount, but her swift movement inadvertently stirred Lei Zhao from his sleep.

Upon seeing that the man's eyes had opened, Yan Mei swallowed nervously. Lei Zhao regarded her, a smug grin spreading across his features.

He drew Yan Mei back into his embrace, his voice a low hiss, "Trying to escape?"

The man's intoxicating voice sent a shiver down Yan Mei's spine, rendering her stiff.

"You… who are you?" Yan Mei felt profoundly uncomfortable in her current position with this stranger. She urged herself to remain rational and composed, reminding herself she was no longer the naive girl she once was. The circumstances of her presence there remained a mystery.

"Why am I here? Did we…"

Her nervousness caused her to stutter, her words becoming a jumbled mess. Lei Zhao's captivating eyes twinkled with amusement. He raised a finger, gently pressing it against her lips, his touch slowly tracing their contours.

Yan Mei's mind reeled. Although this was not her first encounter of such intimacy with a man, her thoughts dissolved into a blank haze.

She had no comprehension of what was happening to her, other than the dawning awareness that the man before her was undeniably handsome. No, he was a veritable seducer! The sheer beauty of the man possessed an almost involuntary power to stir the soul. Yan Mei was acutely aware that such a handsome man was a dangerous proposition.

Lei Zhao lowered his head, whispering close to Yan Mei's ear.

"This is… don't make a sound. Consider how hard I worked for you last time."