He is delusional

Chapter 8

After a while, Yuchi said, "No."

He moved his hand slightly, as if he was going to touch Tobi, but before he made the move, Tobi had already straightened up, and took a step back by the way, so neatly that even the fragrance of her hair was taken away.

Yuan also walked to the door and turned back with a natural face: "It's fine if you don't have it. Huh? Why don't you go, aren't you going to have dinner with a client?"

Yuchi narrowed his eyes slightly, is she taking revenge for helping her buckle her seat belt in the car?
This woman is really a person who must be punished.

Not admitting defeat at all.

……

The dinner for entertaining customers is set in the restaurant downstairs of Wei's Group.

Justin is an American man in his forties, but his wife is Chinese. Yuan also had a very pleasant chat with her at the banquet, without any generation gap. They even exchanged contact information and made an appointment with her to come again next time. China wants to drink afternoon tea together.

Yuchi's eyes flicked over Yuanya lightly, listening to Justin with a smile on his face, gently turning the wedding ring on the ring finger of his left hand with his right hand, thinking that this woman is obviously not gentle and virtuous at all, but somehow It is very popular with the elders.

His parents liked her very much, and even Mrs. Justin, who met for the first time, liked her very much.

There was a sudden pause in the movements of his hands, and he frowned. No, not all elders like her. Her biological father didn't like her very much. If she hadn't married him back then, she might have been sent to the police by her father. Bureau.

Justin doesn't speak Chinese very well, so he used English the whole time. When he talked about something interesting, he couldn't help but speed up his speech, and some noisy foreign languages ​​came to his ears, pulling Yuchi's thoughts back to a night two years ago.

It was raining that day, and the raindrops hit the leaves, crackling, and she stood at the gate of Wei's mansion without an umbrella. She stood there for two hours. It seemed to be fished out, and the water kept dripping down.

He saw her pale face, looking at him pitifully, she was the most docile he had ever seen, like an abandoned puppy, begging a passing good-hearted person to take it away, give it food, give it Drink it, and give it a shelter from the rain.

He felt her trembling as he covered her with a dry towel.

This trembling lasted until she lay on his bed and responded jerky to him.

Yuchi took a sip of the lemonade in front of him, nodded to Justin, and said in a gentle voice, "I-think-so."

After the dinner was over, Yuanye and Yuchi sent Justin and his wife away together, and then returned to the CEO's office. While closing the door, she continued to say, "Ms. Justin is actually an equestrian athlete. She said that she will teach me the next time she comes to China. Riding a horse, I..."

As soon as she turned around, Yuchi grabbed her hands and pressed them against the door, and her voice stopped abruptly.

(End of this chapter)