Chapter 11
Chapter 11
I suddenly received messages from Cui Qinghuan.
She sent three voice messages in a row.
She seemed very anxious.
“Mom arranged a marriage alliance for me!”
“Sis, I don’t want to marry someone I don’t know. I don’t want a life with only money and no love!”
“I don’t want to become a puppet of a wealthy family, lose myself, and turn into a walking corpse!”
I was too lazy to reply.
Voice messages came one after another.
Huge chunks of sixty seconds each.
I did not listen to any of them.
After finishing all my work in the study, it was almost ten when I returned to the bedroom.
On the bedroom bed, there was a large bulge.
It was trembling in little jerks.
I lifted it to look.
Zhou Xi was curled into a ball, shaking and shaking.
He turned to look at me, his face scrunched up like a soup dumpling.
His snot and tears were mixed together, yet they still could not hide those striking features.
If this photo were taken, it would definitely slap the faces of those haters who said he had plastic surgery.
I rubbed his fluffy head.
Zhou Xi seized the chance and pulled me into his arms.
I pushed his head away.
He insisted on kissing me and tried to pull off my pants.
He cried while working, exceptionally hard-working.
Early the next morning.
I smoked while looking at Zhou Xi, who had cried himself tired and fallen asleep.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a small, lush grove.
The morning sun had not yet shown its head.
The chirping of birds made my head ache.
“Sis…”
I lowered my eyes for a look.
He was not awake. He was talking in his sleep.
“Sis…”
Curious, I leaned closer to listen.
“Feels good…”
Me: “…”
I got up for a morning run and did not hear Zhou Xi turn over and murmur another sentence.
“Sis, I love you…”
A month later.
I had just finished a meeting when Secretary Wang’s internal call came in.
“CEO Cui, Mr. Zhou…”
I frowned. “Didn’t you take back his elevator card?”
Secretary Wang sounded as if she wanted to cry. “I did. Mr. Zhou seems to have copied several of them.”
“Have the bodyguards throw him out.”
“He is already at your door…”
My head hurt.
The next moment, Zhou Xi walked in.
If his expression had not been so ugly, even those few steps would have looked rather good.
He had clearly dressed up. His styling was done, and his beard was shaved very cleanly.
Before he could speak, I tapped the desk first.
“Do you think the compensation isn’t enough?”
Zhou Xi smiled.
“Sis, is that the kind of person I am in your eyes?”
I said nothing.
“What exactly did I do wrong?”
What?
I did not know either.
One month ago, that morning.
After I returned from my run, Zhou Xi, still dazed, came over to kiss me, and I brought up breaking things off.
Zhou Xi woke up instantly.
“Sis, did I perform badly last night?”
I shook my head. “I’m tired of it, Zhou Xi.”
Zhou Xi froze there at once.
His fingers, which had been hooking mine in a spoiled manner, stopped moving.
I left him with, “Secretary Wang will contact you,” and walked away.
After that, Zhou Xi came to find me several times.
I knew he was unwilling.
He asked me why.
That morning, after my run, I suddenly just did not want to continue.
Where were there so many whys?
It was not dating. Even dating could end with a sudden cliff-like breakup.
I simply wanted to change people.
I lifted my eyes to the person in front of me.
He really was good-looking.
After a professional team had dressed him up, he looked even better.
Almost mixed-race.
I did not want this to become too ugly.
“Zhou Xi, I chose you back then because you understood your position better than Shi Jin.”
After I said that, Zhou Xi fell silent.
“You are a smart person. Take the money and leave.”
“Let’s part on good terms.”
“And if I say no?”
Zhou Xi suddenly approached me.
The familiar scent of shower gel.
Sweet.
Very fresh.
I held back and did not breathe it in more deeply.
The moment he bit down in a kiss, I slapped him.
“Who allowed you to kiss me?”
“Zhou Xi, recognize your own identity.”
Zhou Xi smiled.
As he smiled, he kissed me again.
Lips and teeth tangled, saliva stretching in a thread.
After kissing me, he left without looking back.
Leaving me sitting where I was, utterly bewildered.