Isn’t he the one who stole her heart? When it comes down to it, he is truly the most heinous! “Sis, did you hear what I said?” Seeing her mind wandering off again, Xinmei waved her hand in front of her face. “I know, I’m listening.” “Don’t hide such an important matter from him!” Their Qi family had always been straightforward in their actions. “I’ll find an opportunity to tell him when I see him later,” Xinmei said easily. It would be hard for her to confess to Xia Erxi. She didn’t know how she would react if she heard his heartless words – whether he would deny the child or ask her to have an abortion. Would she throw a glass of cold water at him and say goodbye directly? Or would she grit her teeth, endure it, and turn away in silent grief? No matter what, it wouldn’t end well. “Sis, you must follow through and don’t back down! My spirit supports you,” Xinmei cheered her on. “How did you suddenly seem to have grown up?” “I’ve always been grown up. Although I’m a bit rash, direct in speech, and impulsive, don’t forget that I’m already twenty-six this year!” Starting to become worthless like an expired Christmas cake! “Yes! You’re twenty-six now.” Xinluo lowered her eyes, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She was twenty-eight this year, in love with Xia Erxi… for a full eight years.
Whispers “The CEO Wants to Play a Game” Chapter 8
The crisp collision of crystal glasses, the beautiful wine-red liquid swirling inside, Xia’er contentedly sipped his red wine, his li
He rarely met Xinluo in public places, but ever since seeing her at Lan Zhenyun’s wine banquet, he suddenly felt that it wasn’t such a bad thing. In fact, he had never considered it a bad thing, because all the game rules were set by Xinluo, and he was just obediently cooperating.
“Why are you suddenly smiling so happily?” She felt his smile was too radiant: Xinluo asked curiously.
“Nothing, I just feel that being together like this… feels good.”
“Good?” His choice of words was strange.
“I like the feeling of us coming out to eat together.” Rather than always meeting at her place, sneaking around, as if he was hiding a mistress.
“This actually makes me feel uneasy.” She smiled slightly and shook her head.
“Uneasy? Why? I’m not going to eat you here.”
“It’s like… like standing naked in front of everyone.”
“I don’t understand what you mean.” He frowned.
“I should say it like this! Coming out seems like publicly acknowledging our relationship, so it makes me feel uneasy.”
“Isn’t it good to make our relationship public?”
“You already have so many women around you, you don’t need one more like me as a backdrop.” She didn’t want to grab headlines in gossip news.
She didn’t know which word was wrong, but Xia Erxi heard it as exceptionally harsh. “I’m not as exaggerated as you describe.” Don’t make it sound like he’s a womanizer. “Not?” Leaving aside the previous models and girlfriends, how should he account for the current fashion designer Lan Zhenyun and film star Shang Xiaowan? Was he going to pretend he had selective amnesia? “Xinluo,” his image seemed to be terrible in her heart. Xia Erxi paused, finally asking the question hidden in his heart for a long time. “What about your dear boss Gao Yizhe? What do you think of him?” “He’s not my ‘dear’,” she frowned and seriously denied, don’t pin labels on him. “Is he a man like me?” Ignoring her rebuttal, he continued to ask. “No! He’s not like you,” Xinluo answered directly and decisively, “He doesn’t flirt around.” Upon hearing this, Junyan’s expression slightly changed. Honestly, he really didn’t like Xinluo’s answer – not at all! “So in your mind, Gao Yizhe is a rare good man.” His tone dropped eight degrees, and he sneered. Huh? Did she smell a hint of jealousy from his words? Why did it feel so sour? “But…” Xinluo was about to explain further when she was interrupted by the waiter. “Your French roasted spring chicken,” the waiter smiled at her, placing an exquisite porcelain plate in front of her.
“Thank you…” The words of gratitude were still trembling on her tongue. She didn’t know if it was because the fragrance of the young chicken was too strong or if there was something wrong with her body, but a strong wave of nausea suddenly rushed up her throat… “Ugh…” She quickly covered her li
“Shinro? Are you okay?” Xia Erxi was also startled, “Your face is so pale.”
“I’m fine,” looking at the originally appetizing young chicken: Shinro suddenly lost her appetite. “Maybe the cold isn’t completely over, my stomach feels a bit uncomfortable.”
“You should take care of yourself,” Xia Erxi’s concern was evident in his words, “Why don’t you not eat this, I’ll help you order something lighter!”
“I’m okay, it’ll pass in a moment.”
“Are you sure? You don’t need to force yourself.”
“I can do it.” Feeling his rare gentleness and care, Shinro felt warm inside, and couldn’t help but consider whether she should tell him about her pregnancy.
But once the truth was spoken… the current harmonious atmosphere would definitely disappear instantly. She really didn’t have the courage to see his ruthless, cold expression.
Better not to say anything! Even if they broke up and parted ways, when she recalled this relationship in the future, she didn’t want to feel too miserable.
“What are you thinking? Are you spacing out again?” Dissatisfied with being forgotten, Xia Erxi asked.
“Nothing, nothing… you’re overthinking it.”
She shook her head forcefully: Xinluo smiled at him. “I’ll help you change this dish!” It was obvious that she was unnatural, and Xia’erxi always felt that she was hiding something from him, but since she didn’t say anything, he couldn’t guess what it was.
“Oh? Young Master Xia, are you dining here too? What a coincidence that we’ve met here.” A somewhat familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.
“It’s Uncle Zhao,” Xia’erxi’s thick eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly as he stood up.
“I didn’t expect to see you again so soon,” Zhao Dong laughed heartily, looking like a kind grandfather, though the sharp glint in his eyes couldn’t be ignored. “I really like eating here. The head chef’s skills are truly remarkable!”
“Yes,” Xia’erxi inexplicably disliked this uncle Zhao, who seemed like an old fox.
“We should have a meal together sometime!” Zhao Dong patted his shoulder, with a look of a father-in-law sizing up his son-in-law and growing more satisfied.
“Certainly,” Xia’erxi’s response remained polite and distant.
“Who is this beautiful young lady? Why haven’t you introduced her?” Zhao Dong’s gaze passed over Xia’erxi and landed on Xinluo.
“She is—” Just as Xia’erxi was about to speak, Xinluo quickly interjected.
“I’m Erxi’s junior from university,” she smiled.
“Oh~ I see, a university junior!”
“…” Xia’erxi’s black eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly glanced at Xinluo, thinking to himself, can’t she stop being so eager to distance herself from him?
This made him feel very uncomfortable. “I thought it was your new girlfriend! Oh, it’s just a junior student!” Zhao Dong nodded to her in greeting, “Ever since we had dinner together last Thursday night, our Hui Lan has been thinking about you. When are you going to take her out?” The words were spoken deliberately, as if meant for someone to hear, and indeed, someone’s expression immediately changed. Xia Er Xi knew without looking back how ugly Xin Luo’s face must be; he gritted his teeth, with an impulse to punch this old fox.
“Director Zhao might be mistaken,” Xia Er Xi said, too lazy to care that he was his father’s long-time friend, knowing that offending him would result in a scolding from his father. “From beginning to end, I’ve only met your daughter once. We’re not at the point of going out together.”
“But I thought both parties were quite satisfied with that matchmaking meeting,” Director Zhao smiled, dropping a thunderous bomb.
