The CEO Wants to Play Games

Quietly watching the news repeatedly playing on TV, Xinluo couldn’t express her feelings. In fact, she had long known that such a day would come, that Xia Erxi would eventually marry a woman, and then face their breakup, she had mentally prepared for all of this, just not expecting it to happen so quickly.

The woman on the screen looked happy and shy, like a little woman immersed in love, in an instant, her heart felt cold, as if it had been hollowed out.

“…So you’re at home! I thought you weren’t here,” a voice suddenly came from the doorway, and Xia Erxi curiously poked his head in.

“Why did you come?” He was surprised: Xinluo was even more surprised! She reflexively turned off the TV.

“Why didn’t you go to accompany…” The words suddenly stopped at the tip of her tongue.

That woman’s name, she couldn’t say it out loud. “Accompany what?”

」Frowning suspiciously, Xia’er sat boldly on his exclusive sofa, his beautiful black eyes staring unblinkingly at her. “Come here!” “Go where?” Still with an unlovable stubborn expression: Xinluo instantly hid her sad feelings well. She wouldn’t beg or act pitiful, so she would never show vulnerability in front of him. “Come and hug me!” His large hand accurately grabbed her wrist, pulling her forcefully into his embrace. “Ouch!” Her nose bumped against his hard chest, sending a wave of pain. “That’s better.” Holding her tightly in his arms, Xia’er felt a sense of reassurance. Whenever he felt tired or irritable, he would instinctively return here, preferably with Xinluo in his arms, but it was fine without her too – everything here would carry her feeling… making his mood calm. “What happened?” She could sense something was off with him. “Nothing, just a bit tired,” the thought of dealing with the Zhao family’s daughter for a blind date made him feel restless. “Let’s not talk about that, what were you looking at just now?” “…Me?” “Yes.” “I, I…” frowning, Xinluo answered. “You weren’t looking at the news about Lan Zhenyun’s pregnancy, were you?” Raising a thick eyebrow, he asked. “…” Should she say he was incredibly perceptive or uncannily accurate? She said nothing, but he knew everything perfectly. “Don’t look at those useless things!

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