Cruel President's Barbie

Chapter 1

"Oh. I'll get up." Saying that, An Yale covered the beautiful scenery on her chest with the quilt on the water bed, and sat up.

"Are you losing your temper?" Mo Zixuan walked to An Yale's bedside, and grabbed An Yale's chin with one hand, making her eyes look at him. "Woman, you are just my doll, don't play your temper in front of me." I don't know whether he said this to An Yale or himself, but Mo Zixuan's tone revealed his current displeasure.

"I know. What else do you need? If not, I'll go back." An Yale turned her head and "saved" her neck from Mo Zixuan's hands.

"Go back. I'll make dinner tonight." Mo Zixuan withdrew his hand, turned and walked out of the lounge.

Looking at Mo Zixuan's leaving back, crystal liquid instantly slipped down from An Yale's eye sockets.For some reason, since he came back from Hokkaido last time, his attitude towards himself has become more and more indifferent.An Yale tried hard to think about whether he had done anything wrong during that period, but he didn't seem to have done anything wrong, so why did he treat himself like this.

In the past, Mo Zixuan, even though he was just his doll, he never treated himself like this.Could it be that he is tired of himself?As soon as this idea came up, even An Yale was taken aback by it.No, she can't leave his side, and she doesn't want to leave, even if she can only follow behind him for the rest of her life, being his shameless doll who can't have any emotions, she still has to stay by his side.

As if paying attention, An Yale got up and put on her clothes, combed her voluptuous hair, then picked up the LV bag that was placed beside her, and repaired the makeup on her face.Before going out of the lounge, she straightened her clothes again, opened the door and walked out.Because she knew that being his woman could not damage his face.

"I'm leaving." An Yale walked out and saw Mo Zixuan was busy processing the documents on his desk.

"..." All she answered was silence.Mo Zixuan just continued to bury his head in reading the documents, without even looking up at her.

An Yale laughed at herself, she had always been just her doll, how could she expect an answer from him, turned and left Mo Zixuan's office.

Walking out of the "Yuxuan Group" building, An Yale drove away in the red Ferrari sports car that Mo Zixuan gave him.The scenery on both sides of the car kept moving backwards rapidly, the wind was blowing violently at her, and the wine red hair was fluttered wildly on her face by the wind.If she was in the past, she would definitely pull the car over to the side of the road and comb her hair first.But now she can't care so much anymore, now she just wants to escape quickly.Because she couldn't let him see her tears.

When he was almost in front of a small villa, An Yale slowed down the speed of the red sports car.The car slowly drove into the exclusive garage of this villa.

The tear stains on his face were already dried by the oncoming wind, and now his face was a little tired and his hair was a little messy, and there was no sign of crying anymore.After stopping the car, An Yale was still sitting in the car, looking at herself with the small mirror in her bag.Maybe this is like when he leaves him in the future, the wind passes without trace, the clouds are clear and the wind fades away.

Randomly scratching at his wind-torn hair, An Yale walked out of the garage.He said that he would come over tonight, there are not many things in the refrigerator, so he should buy more of what he likes, An Yale thought in his heart.

Maybe one day, he will get tired of himself and drive himself away from him, it doesn't matter, at least now she can still create memories between the two of them.Even without his company in the years to come, she can still find the courage to live in these memories.This is the belief that supports An Yale to persevere.

After shopping for vegetables, An Yale worked in the kitchen for a long time, and finally cooked several dishes that Mo Zixuan liked.

An Yale, who had been by Mo Zixuan's side for five years, had already figured out what Mo Zixuan was saying.He likes to eat heavy-tasting dishes, but he doesn't like to eat green vegetables, and he doesn't like to eat sweet things.These were all figured out by An Yale himself, and Mo Zixuan never told her about them, even if he saw that she prepared something he didn't like, he never mentioned it, and would only ask her to eat outside.He likes to drink a cup of coffee after meals, and it is black coffee without any creamer or sugar.

I remember once, after he finished eating here, he asked her to make him a cup of coffee.At that time, she didn't think much about it. In her opinion, coffee should be added with creamer and sugar. Before that, she never thought that anyone would like to drink that dark, bitter thing.So, she made him a "carefully" cup of "good coffee". Unexpectedly, after he took a sip, he sprayed all the coffee she "carefully" made.

While reminiscing about the past, An Yale took out the top-quality black coffee that she had scavenged from her friend Xiaoai last time, and put it on the kitchen cabinet, waiting for him to come tonight, and brew it for him to drink and watch.Although she had worked so hard to get it from Xiao Ai, she was still reluctant to taste it first.

After bringing all the prepared dishes to the dining table, and carefully covering each dish with a plate, An Yale turned and walked into the bathroom of the bedroom.

Putting herself in the big bathtub in the bathroom, An Yale carefully scrubbed every part of her body. She knew that Mo Zixuan didn't like the smell of sweat on women.Although she didn't sweat much today, as long as he doesn't like it, she will try her best to change it. It's not for other reasons, but she doesn't want him to get tired of her so quickly, and she wants to leave more memories. After all, there will be no him in the future. The days will be longer.

After taking a shower and applying body lotion, An Yale looked at the clock in the living room. The hour hand was already pointing to seven, and the sky was gradually getting dark, but he hadn't appeared yet.

After glancing at the neatly arranged meals on the table, An Yale sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and watched the characters on the TV who opened their mouths and didn't know what they were talking about, because she couldn't listen to anything.There is only one in her mind, Mo Zixuan.

Tick ​​tock... The hour hand of the clock has already pointed to nine, An Yale touched the dishes on the dining table.It seems that it is already cold, and he will frown if he eats cold dishes when he arrives later, he doesn't like cold dishes.Just reheat the dish.An Yale thought of this in her heart.

After reheating the dishes, An Yale sat back on the sofa and watched the characters on TV arguing for some reason.In fact, she didn't like watching TV, but he didn't come, and she didn't know what else she could do.Her world revolves around him alone.

Now she is actually worried about him, but she can't find any reason to call him.Because she was just his Barbie doll, a lowly doll, not even a mistress, let alone any qualifications to ask about his private life.

Before he knew it, it was one o'clock in the middle of the night, and he... still didn't come.An Yale got up and glanced at the neatly arranged dishes on the dining table, turned around and turned off all the lights in the house, and walked back to her room silently.

The current him should be with one of his mistresses.An Yale laughed at herself.

Back in her room, An Yale turned on the orange desk lamp beside the bed.Why do others say that orange can bring warmth to people, but now she can't feel it at all.Inadvertently, a drop of crystal clear liquid fell on the lavender lace bed.Why has he released his pigeons no less than ten times, why is he still so sad, shouldn't he be used to it?

Not daring to think too much, An Yale turned off the light and closed her eyes.

In the middle of the night, when she was falling asleep in a daze, she suddenly heard the sound of the door, followed by the collision of tables and chairs.After a while, the door of the room was opened.Not long after, An Yale was attacked from behind by a pair of big hands, who hugged her tightly into a warm embrace.

In the morning, An Yale woke up in the dazzling sunlight.The seat next to him was still empty, but the air was filled with his exclusive smell, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.It seems that he was drunk last night.An Yale hugged the pillow he slept on last night, tried to absorb his smell from it, looked up and found a few rows of white pills on the bedside cabinet, with a note next to it.

This is the pill of the month, remember to take it.An Yale tore off the note and read.

Those, are birth control pills.He has to take it by himself every time, maybe being his woman can get these pills every month.Anya Le laughed at herself again.

(End of this chapter)