The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Liu Daqing gave a bitter smile: "You know what kind of person he is. It’s good if he can go; if not, can I force him? It’s useless."

The mother and daughter had nothing more to say.

Liu Daqing was also extremely tired and went back to the bedroom to rest.

The moonlight slowly climbed to the top of the willow trees.

Smoke envelops the cold water, the moon covers the sand, Qinhuai night’s scene nears the taverns, the spring breeze is ten miles on Yangzhou road, a pear blossom tree weighs on the begonias.

Wan Donglin opened his eyes, walked to the window, and was startled to see a full moon right above his head, the surroundings as bright as midday.

Footsteps came, very light, very light.

"Brother Donglin..."

He was stunned.

"Brother Donglin... Hey, you crusty-footed man..."

He rubbed his eyes, in disbelief.

The moonlight was like snow, a pear tree in bloom, and someone in a white robe, whiter than snow, stood under that old pear tree by the window. The gentle breeze softly blew, scattering the white petals onto her jet-black hair, accentuating bright eyes and dazzling teeth, radiating beauty.

His heart beat, thumping.

Never had he seen her so beautiful—more stunning than when they first met.

Even his breathing slowly became difficult, his heart felt as if it were about to leap out of his chest, pounding like a drum under the moonlight...

"Brother Donglin... what are you doing?"

He dared not make a sound, afraid that as soon as he spoke, she would vanish like smoke. He didn’t even dare to move his feet or make the slightest noise.

But, she was obviously displeased, slowly raising her hands: "Brother Donglin, look, what’s this?"

He saw clearly, it was her South Country University degree certificate.

She smiled gently, full of pride: "Brother Donglin, look, I graduated from Harvard, impressive, huh? Hey, didn’t you say you wanted me to come back and join the company’s management? I’ve thought about it, and I’ve decided to agree... After all, better to work for what’s familiar... serving one’s own is better than others..."

Overjoyed, he finally spoke, softly: "You’ve finally figured it out?"

"Hey, but I have a condition..."

"What condition? Tell me quickly."

"Didn’t you say you wanted to give me a surprise? The surprise hasn’t been given yet... I have to see if it’s worth it..."

He grabbed the ring and rushed over, pulling her hand to put it on her ring finger: "Heh heh... silly girl... Is this a surprise? Happy with it?"

"Bah, so cliché, so dull... not interesting at all..."

"You dare say that?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare? Oh, so boring... Brother Donglin, you’re simply too uninteresting..."

She took off the ring, threw it on the ground, and turned to leave.

He panicked, chased after her, grabbed her: "Hey... Xixi... Yan Xixi... what do you mean?"

"Brother Donglin... Brother Donglin..."

A loud noise came from the ground.

Zhang Chuchu, standing nearby, was startled and wanted to rush over to help him but didn’t dare.

Wan Donglin sat up from the ground, glaring at the doorway, where the sun had already risen high— a sunny day.

Still not yet sober from last night’s drinking, his head hurt as if it were splitting, he got up and stumbled towards the door.

"Brother Donglin... Brother Donglin..."

Zhang Chuchu panicked, "Brother Donglin... where are you going? Wake up..."

She failed to kill herself, a minor injury, recovered in less than a week.

Young girl, her temper flares quickly and fades just as fast. Before she recovered from her springtime melancholy, she suddenly learned Yan Xixi’s flight crashed, the woman was completely dead.

She was both shocked and frightened, but amid the fear, she was also extremely, extremely happy.