Song Mai's heart was pounding rapidly, as if someone were drumming in her chest.
She didn't know where to look, her eyes darting around aimlessly, never daring to land on the man.
The more she did this, the more she sweated, and as soon as Chu Xing wiped her forehead, beads of sweat appeared again.
The man frowned.
Are you hot?
Song Mai swallowed nervously.
"A little."
He walked to the side and opened the window a little.
The autumn night wind carried a chill, making Song Mai more alert.
She finished the water in her glass and felt the tightness in her chest dissipate a bit, no longer feeling as suffocating.
"You should go to sleep early."
Song Mai placed the cup on the bedside table and watched the man's back.
Chu Xing sat on the edge of the woman's bed, his dark eyes gazing out the window.
But he didn't move, as if he hadn't heard what he said.
It's going to rain soon.
"Um?"
Song Mai looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he wanted to say.
"Where the flatlands end, spring mountains rise."
After saying that, the man took the towel and the water glass from the table and left.
He made sure to close her bedroom door before leaving.
Song Mai murmured the poem, then looked in the direction the man had been looking.
A hibiscus flower sways in the wind under the streetlight.
Yes, it's going to be a heavy rain.
After the rain, the sky will clear, and everything from the past will be washed away by the rain.
But she will still forge ahead relentlessly, chasing the wind and the moon without stopping.
Since those who harmed her have already let go of the past, why should she, the victim, continue to live in the shadow of the past?
Suddenly, she had a moment of clarity, and a smile appeared on her lips, full of satisfaction.
"Ding-dong—"
Her phone suddenly rang, and she pulled back the covers to find it at the foot of the bed.
It was his message: Call me if you need anything.
Those four simple words warmed Song Mai's heart.
Recalling his appearance just now, Song Mai's heart raced and her cheeks flushed.
The feeling was strange; she wanted to escape, to get far away from him, so he wouldn't see her embarrassment, but at the same time, she wanted to get closer.
It's as if he is that ray of light; you can feel the sunshine as long as you get close to him.
After a long while, she finally typed "good".
After returning to his bedroom, the man tossed and turned, and after a while, sent a message to Assistant Lu.
"Arrange the trip as soon as possible."
He didn't ask her what she dreamed about, but he could guess from her expression.
She must have suffered a lot over the years, and yesterday she tore open her wounds in front of so many people. How could she not be in pain?
Just now, as he looked at her, he even wanted to hug her, feeling that it might comfort her.
But he managed to suppress the urge, fearing that things would get out of control once he hugged her.
Early in the morning, Assistant Lu saw a message on WeChat urging him to hurry up as soon as he opened his eyes.
A deep sense of helplessness welled up in my heart.
This is what you call not feeling anything?
Is this what you call disliking?
Is this what you call forced marriage?
He's clearly more obsessed than anyone else!
It seems that the position of the president's wife in Yunxing will soon be filled.
Song Mai got up very early and prepared breakfast before Chu Xing got up.
The man was taken aback when he saw her.
"Up so early?"
Song Mai smiled brightly: "I want to get up early; it's good for my health."
She wore a pure white dress today, without any extra embellishments, and it wasn't a designer brand, but it was simple and clean, making it visually pleasing.
It's clear she has truly moved on from yesterday's shadow.
After the two finished eating, it was still early, so Song Mai dug in the yard. The vegetable seeds had arrived, and she could quickly tidy up the empty space.
Seeing that she showed no intention of going into the house, Chu Xing had no choice but to ask Assistant Lu to park the car further away.
Seeing him about to leave, Song Mai patted the dirt off her hands:
Do you need me to give you a ride?
"Need not."
After thinking for a moment, Song Mai added, "The transportation around here doesn't seem very convenient. It's still early today, so I can give you a ride in time."
The man glanced at his watch; it was already quite late.
"I'll just take the bus."
He turned and left without looking back.
Song Mai continued turning over the soil, and after a while, she realized that there didn't seem to be any buses around here.
How did he take the bus?
Assistant Lu parked the car at the entrance of the residential area and saw Chu Xing's figure in the distance. He quickly got out of the car and opened the door.
The car drove away quickly, and the man glanced at the time before opening his laptop again.
Assistant Lu glanced at Chu Xing in the rearview mirror: "Master Yun, the travel arrangements are all set. When would you like her to know?"
Chu Xing didn't even look up, his fingers flying across the keyboard.
What are my work arrangements for next week?
Assistant Lu recited the man's schedule word for word.
Upon hearing this, the man frowned.
"Cancel it."
Which one?
"all."
Lu Te's assistant jerked, and the car tilted to the side, almost hitting the car next to it. Startled, he quickly gripped the steering wheel.
Chu Xing's eyes darkened.
"You don't want to work here anymore?"
Assistant Lu was devastated. This guy casually canceled all of next week's plans. What does that even mean?
The group's acquisition plan has only just begun and hasn't been finalized yet, but he's already canceling all his work arrangements for next week. Even if the company is large and powerful, he can't be so capricious.
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