CEO, Let's Get Married

He had no way to analyze this feeling. Where did it come from and why did he lose interest in other women except his sister? Why, he only has this girl in his eyes? Why... If she were his sister.

He has been troubled by these problems for too long and too painful.

When he gets used to the feeling of restraint, he can only adapt to the increased pain.

He began to hate his father, his romantic nature and his infidelity!

Why, why make her his sister?!

However, it doesn't help to hate again. He can only quietly stay by her side, but he can't love her

Misha continued, "but I know very well that we are impossible. Before, I might stubbornly want to get this feeling because I have only you in my life... But not now."

Mien's eyes tightened. When she heard her words, her heart hurt for no reason.

He knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect that he would be at a loss when it really came.

Misha squeezed out a smile and whispered, "mien, I want to see the scenery I haven't seen before, meet people I haven't touched, and feel different feelings... Let me do these things alone."

Mien clenched his fists tightly. Facing the woman he loved with his heart, the most precious thing in his heart is losing a little

He knew very well that he was going to lose her.

If Misha lost her parents since childhood, she can't tell whether this excessive dependence on him is distorted love or family affection. But he was very clear

Even so, he had to clench his teeth and face her with a smile.

Let her leave without burden.

Down his eyes, mien smiled, "Misha, you've really grown up."

Misha also smiled, "just later than others."

Mien's hand in his pants pocket was slowly pinched, but his face was relieved. "As long as it's what you decide, I won't stop it. If you really want to relax for a while, then... I respect you."

Misha breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes and nodded gently, "tell Xiaoyue that I'm fine here, and I don't mean to leave them, but..."

Before she finished, mien walked over and hugged her, "I understand."

She didn't have to say anything. He naturally knew what she was thinking.

From small to large, always.

Lying on his chest, Misha's eyes were wet all at once.

She has to, she has to.

For him, she will personally end this fruitless relationship and let them all return to their original positions. Even if it's sad, she can bear it alone. He can't. He has to live his life, get married and have children

Thinking of such a picture, Misha choked with heartache, raised her hand and hugged his waist.

Because you care, let go.

Originally, she can be such a saint.

Feeling her trembling, mien hugged her.

This embrace, he will miss.

Because after separation, he will put away all his feelings. To her, he can only be a brother.

For a long time, Misha took the initiative to leave his arms and smiled at him confidently, "don't worry about me, I'll take good care of myself. Maybe one day I'll suddenly run back."

Mien stared at her deeply. "Remember, my door is always open for you."

Misha said nothing and nodded her head gently.

She lowered her head and was about to go in, but she heard mien ask in a deep voice, "is it true about you and Anrong?"

Mien's footsteps stagnated, bit his lips, and said for a long time, "I don't know."

Without another word, she walked in quickly, leaving only mien standing stiff in place

Back in the villa, she didn't dare to look outside and hurried into the elevator.

She did what everyone wanted, everyone should be happy, but she was very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

"Ding"

As soon as the elevator opened, she was hugged into a slightly thin, but not so cold embrace.

Misha was stunned and immediately reacted, "Anrong you..."

"Don't move," Ann Jung whispered in her ear. "You need this now."

Misha's face throbbed and wanted to struggle, but her hands hung down, her chin rested on his shoulder, her eyes were soaked with tears, choked and said, "if you want to laugh, just laugh... Scold me for being shameless and like her brother... Whatever you do, I don't care..."

Anrong's eyes tightened, and she touched the chord at the bottom of her heart.

Even, can feel, she seems strong, but has been carefully disguised heart.

He sighed helplessly, let go of her, reached out and wiped away her tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, "what qualifications do I have to laugh at you? I borrowed someone else's hand and killed my eldest brother. I should go to hell more than you."

He said it lightly, but Misha was stunned.

Why did he... Belittle himself so much?

An Rong took out his square towel, gently wiped her tears, and said word by word, "I said I wouldn't let go of you. Don't ask me why, I just know that I can't let go of you."

Misha half opened her mouth and was so surprised by his words that she forgot her tears. She could only look at him blankly and didn't know how to react.

An Rong smiled and put the handkerchief in her hand. "Remember to wash it and return it to me."

Leaving her enough time to struggle, he turned and walked back to the room.

Misha stood stunned, holding his handkerchief with her wet tears on it

On this day, there were so many things that she couldn't bear it.

Misha frowned and patted her cheek hard, making a crisp "pa pa" sound.

She has never been a hypocritical person. Even if she is lovelorn, she doesn't have to show her broken bones to others! People look at the wound, but it hurts you.

She clenched her hand and ran back to the room.

Tired and sleepy, she must have a good sleep and heal in the corridor of dream and reality

I don't know how long I slept like this. When I woke up again, it was dark all around.

Misha sat up and knocked on her forehead. She didn't know if she had slept too much and was in a daze.

Thirsty, she got out of bed top heavy, pushed the door out and wanted to pour some water, but she heard a sound from the kitchen.

Thinking that Yu Yi was making a late night snack, she walked in vaguely, "Yu..."

She was stunned to see the people inside.

It's Anrong.

An Rong was turning over in the pot with a shovel in his hand. When he heard her footsteps, he turned around and smiled at her, "Yu Yi's egg rice is actually learned from me."