Duan Weiqi frowned, âWhat are you mad at?â
âI donât dare to be mad.â
She stared at him filled with indignation and her big eyes welled up with pitiful tears. âI am a lowborn inferior who will get laughed at by others even if I wear finery! â
âWho said you were a lowborn inferior?â
âWho else can it be? Itâs Jin Moli who always raises her chin to everyone she talks to.â
Duan Weiqi sighed,âYueyuâ¦â
âI know my existence embarrasses you. I am a jinx causing misery wherever I goâ¦â
âNo one ever said you were a jinx.â
âI can tell from your tone and words. You donât need to deny itâ¦â
âI just think⦠fine!â
When he realized she was starting to throw a tantrum, Duan Weiqi thought it was better to cajole her first. The man who argued with woman of logic was either a fool or a nerd, and he didnât want to be either of them.
And he did have a harsh tone when he spoke to her at the banquet hall, but he didnât mean to be against her. He just tried to maintain his dignity and prestige as the head of the bank.
He bent down and caught her eyes, âI can swear to God that I have never thought you are a jinx. Even if I just reproached you at the banquet hall, I didnât mean to hurt your feelingsâ¦â
He gently kneaded her twisted ankle, âTell me, is it painful here?â
âLeave me alone!â She stubbornly refused him to touch her, but her heart was no longer boiled with anger.
âDo you plan to sit here all night alone?â
âHumph!â
Ignoring her temper, he stooped and crouched with his back towards her, âIf you donât want to be a headline on tomorrowâs newspaper, climb up on my back right now.â
He Yueyu pouted and stared at his straight back. After thinking for a while, she reluctantly wrapped her arms around his neck.
Duan Weiqi smiled slightly, stood up, and carried her towards the parking lot.
Obediently lying on his back, she pressed her face against his chest. The smell of him was always so fresh and clean as well as free of odorous smoke and strong perfume. Duan Weiqi attracted her inadvertently in this way.
âWhere are we going?â She asked dumbly on his back.
âGo home.â
âSeriously? Today is the anniversary celebration of your bank and you are the director. Wouldnât it be rude if you left?â
âWhat else can I do? You are pissed off because of me, so please let me take you home to make up for my error.â
He was not that kind of man who could give up everything for a woman, but He Yueyu seemed to have a fascinating magic power, which lured him into losing his mind. He even thought he could sacrifice all his treasure just for a slight smile of her.
She pouted in displeasure, âSee, you have clearly regard me as an unreasonable little spoiled girl. Also, as a person in charge of such a large bank, you should have found out the truth before you judge anyone. I donât want to backbite anyone but that Jin Moli is really harsh towards others, and throws her weight around⦠â
âOh?â His eyebrow arched, âWho has she bullied?â
âLi Meiyu! You know, Meiyu did something wrong just now, something really unimportant, but she was going to fire her. Meiyu begged her for another chance, but she just ignored her plea. Is that reasonable?â
âNow I know.â He tried to keep a straight face and laughed silently, âbut how do you know that the female staff called Li Meiyu made a very unimportant mistake?â
âOf course I know! I heard it.â
âWhat did you hear?â
âI heardâ¦â He Yueyu, who suddenly found something wrong, frowned immediately, âDuan Weiqi, you donât believe what I said? Or you thought I was deliberately defaming Jin Moliâ¦â
âYou take me wrong!â
âHuh! You must take pity on Jin Moli because she exposed her G-string in front of so many people. But I have to say that I still cannot understand why Jin Moli wears G-string only to show her figure more attractive than others. Today is the anniversary celebration. Shouldnât she be more serious about her dressing? â
âWell, if she wears baby bear, elephant or kitten pattern panties like you, I think you would understand her more than you thought.â
âOf course, panties should cover the whole butt, otherwise you canât still call them panties, right?â Yueyu soon felt something weird, and then her face flushed, âHow do you⦠do you know the pattern of my panties?â
âI know nothing about it!â He played dumb, but burried his laugh desperately in his heart.
âDuan Weiqi, you must have peeked at me when I am taking a showerâ¦â she yelled.
âDonât do me wrong! I can swear to God that I have no abnormal habits â¦â
âBut you know the secret of my pantiesâ¦â
âItâs just my guessâ¦â
The two bantered like a couple who had been together for a long time. He Yueyu seemed to have forgotten the grievance at the banquet. She lay her head peacefully on his shoulder and felt the warm temperature on his back.
His back was very sturdy, powerful, and secure, which she wanted to rely on for a lifetimeâ¦
*
When Duan Weiqi drove back to the door of his house, Yueyu had already fallen asleep on the passenger seat.
She looked like a pure angel now. This decent white evening dress on her body showed her pureness and nobility.
What kind of girl was she?
The longer he stayed with her, the more he wanted to know about her.
According to Feng Yuâs investigation, she graduated from a noble womenâs college in Britain, which was completely under a closed-off management.
The data also showed that when she was in Britain, she had a housekeeper who took care of her daily life and her account would receive a large remittance each year. To his surprise, the remitter was Ling Xiaoran, the head of the Lings Group.
This fact really shocked him. He had an inexplicable repulsion of Ling Xiaoran and he didnât expect He Yueyu and Ling Xiaoran had such a weird relationship about money.
A few years ago, Duan Weiqi and Ling Xiaoran studied at the same university and were both famous and popular there.
They were neck and neck as talents in the university, and both were born with unwillingness to admit defeat to the other. Therefore, every time Duan Weiqi participated in various competitions held on campus, his name and Ling Xiaoranâs would always be abreast. No one could tell who was the winner between them.
After graduating from university, they both returned to China to take over their familyâs business. Ling Xiaoran was engaged in mergers and acquisitions, and Duan Weiqi entered the banking industry under the arrangement of his grandfather.
Over the years, readers could always find their names reported as competitors on the financial news of T City. They did so well in their own fields that even today no one could tell who was more superior.
On the one hand, they regarded each other as rival, so they competed in secret all the time to see who was the true king.
But at the same time, they were also friends. Without the existence of each other, perhaps they would not have achieved the rewards they owned today.
In the past few years, Duan Weiqi could still regard Ling Xiaoran as an opponent and friend, but now⦠after He Yueyu appeared in his life, he changed his idea subconsciously.
He thought it was because of jealousy probably.
He was puzzled about the relationship between He Yueyu and Ling Xiaoran. Why would he provide her with financial support for so many years? Or same as his speculation, she⦠had been a mistress of Ling Xiaoran?
Too many possibilities were tearing Duan Weiqiâs heart. Looking at the sleeping beauty beside him, a feeling of having her all to himself welled up in his heart.
He wanted her! No matter what had happened between she and Ling Xiaoran, he didnât care, and ifâ¦
Something malicious sparked in his eyes. If necessary, he would take tough measures to ensure that he wouldnât be defeated in this matter.
Duan Weiqi leaned down and pecked on her forehead to make sure she was just belonged to him with his unique mark.
She was already his prey. From now on, she could only belong to him! No one could get her from him!