Chapter 1448: Chapter 1461
Wei Yu squinted his almond-shaped eyes; he understood her lip reading. He had heard the rumors outside but had always maintained an indifferent attitude towards those vague and unsubstantiated pieces of information.
Last night, the reason why he held back was because he had a particular aversion in this area. For romance, there must be mutual affection; coercion is simply disgraceful to him.
However, now it seed necessary to clarify things.
"Looks like Miss An is quite eager to see whether or not I’m interested in won."
Wei Yu deliberately leaned closer to her, whispering softly in her ear, his warm breath tickling the skin on her neck.
She quickly shifted aside, crossing her arms over her chest, staring at him warily, "What do you want?"
The originally cold restaurant suddenly overflowed with ambiguity, and An Ruoxi caught, from the corner of her eye, Aunt Rong retreating silently with a tray of soup back into the kitchen...
An Ruoxi was squeezing dishwashing liquid out, muttering curses as she did, "Damn Wei Yu, I curse you to have your tire punctured on the way out, the elevator breaks at work, and your coffee burns your mouth!"
Still not satisfied, she added, "Choke on your lunch!"
This guy dared to say her figure was flat as a board, no different from a schoolgirl; humph, not just a GAY, but with physical issues! His eyes have problems!
Wei Yu, who was in the middle of a morning eting, suddenly sneezed. He glanced at the air conditioning switch; the temperature was at normal room level. His secretary quietly asked, "President?"
"Continue."
...
The events of the morning vividly ca to mind, anger blood in her like flas, yet she couldn’t help but feel a tinge of lancholy. Was she really soone who could never incite any wicked thoughts?
She glanced down at her own prominent chest...
Sigh.
She sighed again.
"Miss An, Miss An?" Aunt Rong standing beside her called several tis smilingly before bringing An Ruoxi back to reality.
"Oh, Aunt Rong." An Ruoxi replied, confusedly lifting her eyes, "What’s wrong?"
Aunt Rong just smiled without answering, pointing to the dish filled sink overflowing with sudsy dish soap bubbles...
"Ah..." She was so focused on venting her anger that she forgot about the dishwashing liquid, unknowingly pouring half the bottle in...
Ugh.
"Miss An, let
do it." Aunt Rong, still smiling with no hint of bla, took the cloth from An Ruoxi’s hands with her calloused fingers and said, "Miss An, don’t take offense, but honestly, I have never seen the young master treat another girl like he treats you."
Except for herself, an old woman, there has never been another woman in this house...
An Ruoxi pouted, indifferent.
"Alas, our young master is quite pitiful, lost his mother at an early age, and his father always seems distant with him, as if not his own, inevitably leading to him being a bit lonely and withdrawn, so matters, even if misunderstood by others, he refuses to explain." Aunt Rong reminisced and continued, "Although he is triumphant in business, deep down he is lonely, but now that you are with him, I can be at ease."
"..." An Ruoxi was at a loss for words; at this mont, she was least able to offer comforting words, so she quietly listened, hearing about Wei Yu from Aunt Rong, which utterly contrasted with the person she knew.
He would be lonely? With countless won waiting eagerly to jump into his arms.
Thinking of sothing, An Ruoxi suddenly asked, "Aunt Rong, you said Wei Yu has never brought a girl ho, so..."
She glanced outside the kitchen several tis while asking, lowered her voice, "Has he ever brought a man ho?"
No won because he doesn’t like them.
If he really brought a man ho...
Unable to help it, An Ruoxi burst into laughter, clasping Aunt Rong’s arm, like a daughter cozied up to a mother, acting coquettish, "Has he? Has he?"
"...Yes." Aunt Rong contemplated briefly, then said, "There was Teacher Xia, who used to co often, but he went abroad, and never ca again."
Teacher Xia? Is he very old? Not necessarily, calling soone a teacher doesn’t an they’re old!
An Ruoxi quietly noted down the na.
With not much to do, she wandered around the villa by herself, finding it unusually deserted, not even a single living creature; feeling a bit forlorn, wondering if she was to be confined here for a month, becoming a true canary?
Finally feeling a chill, she returned to the room, pacing inside and murmuring to herself, "So boring, so boring..."
Suddenly rembering sothing, she dashed back to the room, pulled out the suitcase stuffed in the far corner, and dug out a golden little pig, shaking it to hear a crisp dinging sound inside.
An Ruoxi chuckled twice and emptied the belly of the golden pig.
"Hey, Shen Yaoyao, wanna go shopping?"
"You want to shop? Why didn’t you answer my call yesterday?"
An Ruoxi paused, recalling the text ssage she sent to Shen Yaoyao yesterday, laughed awkwardly, "I forgot about it."
"I went to the hotel you ntioned, and didn’t see Chu Ge! Ruoxi, did you mistake soone?"
"No! I’m sure! I even heard him ntion Sister Mu!" An Ruoxi reaffird confidently.
"Then where are you now? I’ll co find you, and you can go with
to find him!"
Standing by the window, An Ruoxi looked out; the view from the second floor presented an overview of the entrance to the villa area; she imdiately spotted a familiar Lamborghini drawing near—oh no, he was returning midway...
The voice on the other end of the call continued to clamor, "Hey, Ruoxi, where are you now? I’m coming to find you. Hello, hello? Ruoxi?"
"Ah, I won’t talk to you now, I’ll et up with you later."
Without waiting for the other side to finish, An Ruoxi swiftly hung up the phone, tiptoeing to look outside; soon, the familiar car stopped at the villa entrance, only...
The person getting out was not Wei Yu.
An Ruoxi frowned as she scanned, the person was clad in a black suit, slightly slender build, evidently lacking Wei Yu’s sexy and robust physique, furthermore, looked sowhat... mature; that age must be around forty or fifty, right?
Seeming to have sensed the gaze from the floor above, the person halted, raised his eyes, and promptly locked onto the target; seeing An Ruoxi hiding behind the curtain, first stunned, then realizing, he offered a faint smile.
Until the person’s silhouette vanished from her view, she gradually returned to herself, unconsciously shifted her steps towards the door, listening to the sounds from downstairs.
"Aunt Rong, long ti no see."
"By the way, I just saw soone on the second floor. Who is she?"
"Oh, Teacher Xia, she is the young master’s guest."
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