But she knew he was in a good mood, and he rarely joked with her.
Bai Jinxi stood there in a daze, recalling the conversation that he had with him while he counted the words. He tugged on his clothes, his ears burning hot, he touched his neck, his mind in chaos.
Right at that moment, her underwear was loosened, and her face turned red. She quickly returned to her room, locked the door, and threw herself onto the bed without washing up. She covered her face with her hands.
When I heard he was going to get married. She could not remember what she was thinking at that time, nor did she remember it, that rush of time, or perhaps she was thinking of nothing at all, but her face grew hotter and hotter, and what she was thinking of was nothing more than a normal teasing gesture, with a gentler phrase added to it.
When he opened the door and went downstairs, it was already 9 in the morning.
Jiang Lingchen had left earlier than her, she did not know when he would return again.
Although her looks could not be considered stunning, she was still pretty. She was very comfortable with her, with her black skin, and her two eyes that could not be considered big, and when she was happy, she had lost all her smile, and it took them half a month to find out that she was from America. She had a father and mother by her side, so she came here to work as an intern.
Seeing that she was still busy with work, Bai Jinxi walked to her side and sat down. Seeing her, Li Xia's lively personality flared up again as he waved his hands and danced in her direction: "I saw mister in the morning, mister dressed up in the morning … "Huh?" A plaid shirt! And the slacks, I asked him if he wanted breakfast, and he ignored me, sir doesn't seem to like to talk, but I hate wordy men. "
It was unknown if it was because of Li Xia's naïve personality, but he had the feeling that her heart was inclined towards Jiang Lingchen. For someone like him, it was normal for someone to like him. It was just that the babysitter also treated him … She felt her smile turn stiff. "Do you care about Teacher a lot?" She kept on calling Jiang Lingchen that, and she followed after him.
Although Li Xia was a foreigner, she still knew that she had misunderstood her. She shook her head: "Mister already has a wife."
Bai Jinxi thought for a while, then said: "I am not Master's wife."
Li Xia opened her eyes wide, her small eyes widening for her: "Wife, aren't you Teacher's wife?"
"No." Somehow, the tone of the answer wasn't so good.
At first, Li Xia was shocked, but soon after, a blush slowly surfaced on her face.
The look on a girl's face was always so easily revealed. She sighed. She was the same as before.
Looking at her, she realized just how pure she was in front of Jiang Lingchen in the past.
But Li Xia was not her, no one would scheme against her, and her secret crush was also a joy worthy of being complacent.
Just then, Li Xia blushed red and leaned towards her, "Madam, you're not married to Mister? Are you unmarried children? "I have a lot of people who are like that too. I thought China wasn't like that."
Bai Jinxi smiled slightly: "We are just living together." This was the simplest answer, and she had no interest in picking out his past. It wasn't a good story to share.
"So, madam, you haven't married sir, but I think sir is very good to you. When I was living here, I rarely saw sir coming home, even if young master kept crying, he wouldn't come back, but he came back first yesterday. He came back to find madam, right?" When will you get married? "
Bai Jinxi could not understand the little girl, and rejected her idea: "We will not marry, Mister will marry another woman."
She was clearly just stating the truth, so why did she have a feeling of guilt?
Li Xia was very curious: "Sir won't marry you, but you want to marry someone else? Madame is very beautiful, the most beautiful I have ever seen. "
"As long as you're not beautiful." "I'm going out later. You stay at home, and if mister mentions it, please don't tell him that I went out, okay?"
"Yes, ma'am." She still called out habitually.
Just as she was about to leave, Li Xia called out to her. "Madam, if mister comes back and wants to see you, what should I say?"
Bai Jinxi was startled for a moment, then assured her with a smile, "That won't happen, mister is very busy, he won't come back so soon."
Li Xia nodded her head and did not ask further, her expression a little suspicious. Bai Jinxi revealed a fawning smile: "I want to go out and buy some things. That would be enough time to pick up the baby, she thought.
Li Xia happily bid her farewell. "Madam, don't worry, I won't tell Mister about this."
Bai Jinxi felt a heavy burden in his heart as he left the villa.
He was crazy.
If he wasn't crazy, why would he keep thinking about her? A mistress who could be called a warm bed, he had a fiancée who wasn't any less beautiful than her, and his temperament was much better than hers. But after so many days, his mind was only filled with her.
How could that be! He did not lack such a woman, a woman whose heart was not with him, and he was only thinking about his son. Therefore, even if the company was extremely busy, and everyone worked overtime for half a month, he would go back to the villa to check on her a few nights, but he was just worried about his son. What the heck? He was just … He felt a little uneasy.
He was worried about her, worried that she was not used to living in the villa, worried that she would be alone, worried that she would be lonely in the middle of the night, worried that he would not be able to find her in her room, room after room, and finally found her in the study, worried that she would catch cold, carried her back to her room, and let her sleep in his bed, afraid that he would wake her up, while he himself sat on the sofa for the night. The company's senior staff urged him to pretend not to hear them.
Several times the number was clearly pressed, but in the end it did not come out.
Why did he call her? What can I tell her? She did not want to say anything to him. She had nothing to say to him.
He had known for a long time that he had forced her and him to this point, that even if he used all the power in the end to force her to sell him to him, he had thought of regretting it for a moment, but when she had put down her dignity to beg him, he had overestimated himself and felt a pang in his heart. He did not want her to be seen like that. His son didn't care. In any case, he wasn't close to him. He still had a fiancee, so she would give him children.
However, even if he was too busy to eat, he would think of her in the middle of the night and then drive back to the villa.
He would pick her up, wake her up in her sleep, and then he would torment her, listening to her unendurable sobs, and treat her even more harshly. He would try to stop, but he would not, and in the end he would just make her happier, to make her delirious, and then she would whisper his name. Even without the lights on and the curtains drawn and the room so dark that no one could be seen, she knew it was him, listening to her say her name, his movements could not be slower, she would cry, but she would not resist him, she would unfold her body and let him do whatever he wanted.
He knew that they would never return to the past, but it was clearly her fault. She had voluntarily given up on this marriage five years ago! How could she continue to play the role of victim so calmly? Yet, he was willing to do so!
The project was finally completed, and as soon as he relaxed his head on the sofa, he would be filled with her squinty, beaming smile, her arched eyebrows, her clear eyes. When she was a little girl five years ago, he had looked like a useless capitalist to her.
The group of people had been hinting at him since noon to go back to the mansion and take a look. They smiled mockingly, knowing what he was thinking.
He clearly hated her. He hated her for acting on her own, hated her cowardice, hated her innocence and kindness …
God knows what he was doing!
"Idiot!" Jiang Lingchen then kicked the table in front of him, whether he was cursing himself or her.
The cell phone on the table suddenly rang. He frowned, reached for the cell phone on the table, and glanced at the caller ID.
"What is it?" It was Lin Xi’er, his voice low.
"Wu Chen, my dad told me to ask if you have the time to come over to our house for dinner tonight?" Lin Xi’er said in a cordial tone.
"At night?" He didn't even go to Lin Xi’er's house, he spent all his spare time on the villa, and even didn't return home for a long time.
"That's right, he said that if you came over tonight, he would cook for you personally. Don't you want to repay his master for his skills!?" "Come here!"
The Cheng family was famous for being the leader of the catering industry, and Lin Xi’er's father had also used this to build up his family.
Jiang Lingchen smiled as he was well aware of the situation. It must be a Hong Gate banquet, to find a chance to set up a wedding. He knew in his heart that his mother had urged him to marry several times over the phone. Every time, he would either give her a perfunctory answer or turn the phone over to his secretary, as he did not have the habit of carrying his wife around while she was away with the bread Xiao San … Five years ago, he had hugged another woman's back in front of her. He laughed in a self-deprecating silence. He did not understand his principles. Why did she become worthless as soon as she arrived? What did he want, to be with her again?
Ridiculous! Did he even need this kind of woman!?
He would never admit that these five years of being single was to wait for her!
A child that hadn't even grown all its hair yet!
"Wu Chen, are you listening?" Or are you not free at night? " Lin Xi’er's voice urged her on.
"I …" Jiang Lingchen originally wanted to reject, but after a moment of thought, he agreed, "Tell uncle, I'll come over tonight."
"Oh!" "Oh, my dad is a very time-sensitive person, so you have to hurry up!"
"Alright …"
His mother was right, he was 32 years old, his career was important, but a man still needed to have a family. Married to Lin Xi’er, she belonged to a wealthy family, and her temperament and upbringing were on par with his. If he left a good impression on the dinner that night, then perhaps the marriage would be decided immediately without much effort. As long as he wore proper clothes and went to the appointment punctually, with his conditions, there was a 90% chance that he would not miss the opportunity.