The Obsessive Tycoon Claims the Deserted Heiress Chapter 189 - 184: Come bother me again, watch out for your

"Master Shi." Bai Shirui withdrew the hand still hovering mid-air, ready to knock on the door again. Her face maintained the sa gentle smile as always.

Though her appearance wasn’t particularly striking, her deanor had a way of making others feel at ease.

However, this "others" did not include Shi Wei.

"Speak." The man only opened the door halfway, holding a phone against his chest so the rear cara pointed directly at her.

Compared to their chance encounter in the elevator, his attitude this ti was noticeably harsher, his obsidian-black eyes as deep and dark as the night.

Bai Shirui slightly raised her arm, and the plastic bag in her hand rustled softly with the motion.

She extended it forward, her expression sowhat awkward, "The items the server just delivered weren’t accepted by you, so Han Han asked to buy another set."

"How does she know I’m here?" Shi Wei lifted his eyelids, his deep gaze carrying a trace of probing intent, as if trying to see through her.

"I accidentally let it slip." Bai Shirui lowered her head apologetically, her tone sincere, "I’m sorry. Han Han is my good friend, so..."

If not for this connection, she wouldn’t have co to disturb him at a ti like this.

Even if it ant enduring cold stares, she had no choice but to face it head-on.

Shi Wei sneered, his voice laced with icy disdain, making it feel as though one were stranded in a boundless frozen wasteland—filled with fear.

"Bother again, and you’d better watch your lives."

"Get out."

On the verge of fury, Shi Wei threw out the scathing words, then slamd the door shut with force, leaving the pale-faced woman standing there, frozen and unable to recover for a long ti.

*

The bedroom returned to silence, but the previously warm atmosphere had been scattered by passing breezes, leaving only fragnts of shadows on the floor.

Sitting by the window, the man restlessly ran his hand through his jet-black hair and lit the cigarette pinched between his fingers, taking a deep drag.

He steadied the rage coursing within him and fixed his gaze on the screen, staring unblinkingly at the young girl’s cheek. His voice turned slightly hoarse, "Zhizhi, I’ll handle it."

This ti, he wouldn’t show rcy.

The girl saw the weariness etched in his brows and eyes, and her heart softened to the point of lting. How could she hold him accountable for such trivial matters?

She cast a glance at the distance between the delivery driver and him, her voice tender and gentle, "The food I ordered for you will arrive soon. Eat it, then get so rest."

Upon hearing this, Shi Wei paused. He gazed into the girl’s eyes, and a wave of warmth spread from his powerful heart to the depths of his soul.

"Zhizhi, I miss you so much." The thought drove him to the brink of madness, yearning desperately to return to her side and hold her tightly in his arms.

To rge her into his being, never to be apart for even a second.

The man’s intense possessiveness made Yu Zhi feel a tug of unexplainable heartache. She curled her fingertips and, in a place out of his sight, brushed them lightly against his face.

"Tomorrow, we’ll et."

But had she not missed him just as much?

Living together day and night, waking to and sleeping beside his presence, and then suddenly he was gone. All that remained was a hollow villa and a cold, vacant bed. How could anyone bear such a void?

"Tomorrow is too far away." Shi Wei murmured under his breath, his dim gaze drifting toward the foggy night outside the window.

The bone-deep longing threatened to suffocate him.

"What did you say?" Yu Zhi raised her brows, pressing the volu button on the side of her phone all the way up.

She didn’t want to miss anything this ti around.

"Nothing." Shi Wei let out a quiet sigh.

When he heard hurried steps outside the door, he extinguished the cigarette that was close to burning out and turned his head to smile at the young girl, "Zhizhi, I should go eat now."

"Alright, rest early."

Shi Wei ended the call and retrieved the still-warm delivery. He unwrapped the packaging and laid out the little boxes one by one on the table.

The mont the lids were opened, the rising steam rushed out eagerly, filling the air with the delicious aroma.

The three dishes and one soup before him were all his favorites.

He picked up his chopsticks, silently stared at them for a long while, then reached out and plucked a slice of stir-fried pork, savoring it slowly.

Shi Wei took a few bites of his al, habitually glancing at the empty chair beside him, his mind replaying snippets of past monts.

The girl’s eager expression whenever she spotted sothing delicious.

The girl clutching a corn cob in both hands, her lips stained with scattered kernels as she ate.

The girl bossing him around, asking him to grab this and that for her...

"Clack—"

A pair of wooden chopsticks were tossed onto the table, the robe abandoned on the sofa, and even the flickering chandelier had dimd into darkness.