Chapter 2610 2671 Who is willing to entertain her husband? 3
Over the years, she almost used the fake mailbox number as a diary. She wrote and wrote emails when she had something to do. She no longer expected a reply, let alone see it. She felt that he had never seen it. But now...
She was suddenly not sure, was it a fake mailbox or a real one?
Why did he suddenly marry her on a whim?
Without a little preparation, just on impulse, he acted so impulsively the morning after seeing the video, unless...
Bai Xiang breathed completely for a few seconds, unless he had seen those emails, unless he knew her feelings for him, unless he was sure of something in his heart.
Bai Xiang held her hair slightly, wishing to find a place to sew in.
He didn't read all the emails she wrote over the years, did he?
Bai Xiangwei could not remember what she had written. She was so upset that she didn't even have the courage to open the mailbox. With her eyes closed, she could estimate that there were nearly a thousand emails in her outbox, all of them a few. Trivial little mood.
Sometimes when he was hacked, she would also write an e-mail to complain, sometimes with a bad tone, like venting.
Before the phone was hung up, Bian Cheng said, "What are you doing so nervously? It's not that the woman who has rejected his confession, duplicity, is now worried about his impression of you? By doing this, why not just agree to his pursuit? Walking sideways in the entertainment industry, others will be jealous of you."
Where is Bai Xiangwei in the mood to take care of the jokes of Upper Border Town, and said distraught, "Don't you hate him? How come you want to be a matchmaker to match us? You might as well be a matchmaker instead of a broker!"
Biancheng is a very sleek person: "If he is black and you are not good to you, I will naturally regard him as a thorn in my eye. If he is pursuing you, why am I not more generous? I look forward to him kneeling down under your pomegranate skirt and licking his mouth. The highest level of revenge is to subdue him!"
Bai Xiang feels slightly cold: "You can change your bad taste."
She has no interest in Yan Shuo kneeling down under her pomegranate skirt. What do men want to do so silly?
"I'm serious, you think about it."
Consider what, they are already married, who is willing to entertain their husbands?
"Something's wrong, I'm hanging up."
Bai Xiangwei didn't want to talk anymore. She wanted to call Yan Shuo and ask him if he had read those emails.
But she couldn't hold back her face. She was depressed for a while and decided that when this incident had never happened, she paralyzed herself and kept Ah Q's spirit, and hoped that he would never bring it up. It would be too embarrassing for others to leave her happy. A relatively safe distance should be kept with others, even if it is her husband, she does not want him to see her through.
Knowing that it wasn't a fake email at all, she didn't send emails so wantonly, but she had a little expectation in her heart. She imagined that he had read so many emails, knew her feelings for him, and was eager to get a response.
In fact, he has already responded.
Otherwise they won't get married.
Bai Xiangwei's mood is complicated, sour and astringent, even she feels that she is a very contradictory person, speechless to herself.
Xiaowen came over: "Sister Xiang, are you sick? Why is your face so bad?"
"It's okay." Bai Xiangwei noticed that she was carrying a large plastic bag: "What is this?"
"Someone just sent it to you, it seems to be the old butler who came to pick you up last time, the old butler of the president's house."
(End of this chapter)