She was incoherent: "Sorry, Mr. Wang... I can't..."
He stared at her and took a step forward, but she quickly stepped back, almost to the railing of the terrace, her face turned pale: "No... don't..."
Without saying a word, he turned around and left.
That night, he had been organizing some documents in the study. Yan Xixi kept the light on, but he never returned to the bedroom.
It was already three days before I saw Wang Donglin again.
Ever since they broke up on bad terms that day, Yan Xixi felt a little embarrassed when she saw him, but he smiled gently and handed her a box: "Xixi, see if you like it?"
She opened it and inside was a car key.
She shook her head: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, but I don't have a driver's license yet."
"It doesn't matter. I will send someone to teach you tomorrow and you will be on your way soon."
He was taking a shower in the bathroom, playing with the car keys anxiously, knowing in his heart that there was no way he would let him go so easily.
At this moment, she saw the screen of the mobile phone next to her light up, seemingly receiving a WeChat message. It was Wang Donglin's mobile phone. She usually never looked at his mobile phone privately, and he seemed to have no intention of being defensive and would often put it away casually.
in front of her.
But out of curiosity today, she picked it up and it turned out to be a new WeChat message. When she opened it, the sender was "Zhou Ting": "Dong Lin, can you arrive on time tomorrow?"
She simply read all the previous chat records. The last one was posted yesterday: "Dong Lin, we are getting married soon, but we have so little time together. Although it was the parents of both parties who set the match, we must cultivate our relationship before marriage.
I’m attending a conference in Bangkok tomorrow and then have three days off. I look forward to spending it with you.”
The following is Wang Donglin's reply, which is three simple words: "No problem."
Zhou Ting's WeChat avatar is very beautiful and dignified, and she is clearly a smart career woman. Judging from the half-joking tone of her WeChat messages, she is also a smart person.
Calculating the time, Wang Donglin will fly to Bangkok tomorrow.
She silently put the phone back to its place, and after a while, Wang Donglin came out.
The bathrobe on his body was open, and he walked straight over and hugged Yan Xixi. She struggled slightly, but this time, he was very strong and restrained her firmly.
He picked her up hard and left. The next moment, the two of them were already lying on the bed.
At this moment, Yan Xixi's mind was filled with that text message. Tonight, he would have fun with her, and tomorrow, he and Zhou Ting would have fun in Bangkok.
man!
She put her hand on his chest and sat up: "Mr. Wang, I have found a house and can move out tomorrow..."
He resolutely said: "No!"
"You promised me before that you would give me freedom after I graduate..."
His eyes were dark, and he obviously couldn't bear it anymore. He reached out to hug her again: "Xixi, don't be so angry."
"Mr. Wang, I must move out tomorrow."
He let go of his hand and said in a deep voice: "Yan Xixi, what do you mean?"
She was even stranger than him. She said it so clearly. Could it be that he couldn't understand?
She simply got out of bed, opened his WeChat account and handed it to him: "Mr. Wang, you are getting married. Although I don't mean anything, you should at least respect Miss Zhou Ting."
Wang Donglin's expression changed drastically.
She said calmly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, when you were in the bathroom, I saw the phone screen light up, so I picked it up and looked at it. I'm sorry."
