Don’t Mess with the CEO

But even if they were mutually fond, their expectations of a partner were vastly different. The subtle interactions between men and women, she suddenly understood at this moment.

“Not enough,” she whispered.

He doubted he’d heard correctly. “Say that again.”

“Not enough.” She raised her head, her burning gaze fixed on him. “Your heart is completely outside my hunting range.

Let me translate the text for you:

“Let me think, when I put all my focus on you, when you appear, I dress up in beautiful clothes, put on lovely makeup, have dinner with you, act coquettish in your arms, talk about trivial things like what TV shows are playing or what gossip magazines are saying – would you still love me then? Would you still give me your heart?”

  He hesitated for a moment. “If it’s you…”

  ”No, you wouldn’t.” She was certain. She had seen how coldly he treated other women. “If I were just like other women, delicate and cute, waiting for your favor wherever you appear, would you still feel the same way about me?”

  These words were like a heavy iron hammer, striking him hard.

  He suddenly realized that if Qinyan were like those women – just lifeless dolls in his eyes – he wouldn’t even give her a second glance.

  She was right! Between the two of them, he had always thought he was the more perceptive one, but now he was speechless and could not agree with her more!

  He looked deeply at Qinyan, his gaze different now – beyond the previous full of love, there was more respect.

  ”I… will go out for a cigarette.” He withdrew his gaze, turned on his heel, and walked out thoughtfully.

  A reminder called out after him. “Bring me a newspaper while you’re at it.”

  She just wouldn’t give up!

  Entering the elevator, facing a large mirror, he thought he would look angry after being rejected, but unexpectedly discovered he was wearing a gentle smile.

  After seven days in the hospital, the wound started to scab, and Qinyan was finally allowed to leave for convalescence.

  With all discharge procedures completed, and no family lined up to welcome her with flowers, she couldn’t help looking around. “Where are my parents?”

  ”At home.” He answered concisely, lifting her horizontally into the elevator.

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