The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

She watched Wan Donglin leave, too shocked to see him off at the door with her customary reverence.

Just as Wan Donglin was about to go, she suddenly chased after him.

Wan Donglin turned back, and she stammered, "Third Young Master... Do you... do you really like Xixi?"

After asking, she felt she was being presumptuous, and her face flushed red, "I’m sorry... I was being presumptuous..."

Wan Donglin paused, looked at her with a calm expression, very composed: "I have always yearned to marry her, and I’ve never changed my mind."

She looked at him strangely.

It was only then that she noticed the deep sorrow in his eyes. In this lifetime, she had never seen such a sad gaze from any man.

"I deeply regret missing her call that day... But no matter how much I regret, time cannot be rewound... However, no matter the cost, I must find her."

Even after Wan Donglin left, Xu Xiaoya hadn’t regained her senses.

Marriage!

She hadn’t misheard!

The Third Young Master had indeed spoken of marriage—not of a secret lover.

He had always been willing to marry.

Previously, she secretly resented the Third Young Master for his cold-heartedness, but now, inexplicably, she felt a bit lost. Perhaps he really had reasons to be forgiven.

Zhou Xiaoxuan came out and saw her standing at the door in confusion, and she became anxious, "What did the Third Young Master say?"

She swiftly walked toward the office.

Zhou Xiaoxuan was greatly alarmed, "Oh my, is the Third Young Master truly here to settle accounts with us? It’s over, it’s over... I just knew that since Yan Xixi has been dead for so long, he couldn’t possibly let us have this easily... The shop was bought by him, with all the investment made by him... Such huge profits, how could he willingly give them to us strangers for nothing? It’s over, it’s over... Alas, why is my life so bitter?? How come I never get a single good thing? If I’d known, I wouldn’t have offended him... Why did my foolish mouth provoke him? I’m doomed..."

Xu Xiaoya distractedly asked, "Are you done or not?"

She immediately asked, "When does the Third Young Master want us to settle accounts?"

"Enough, the Third Young Master doesn’t care about such trivial matters?"

Zhou Xiaoxuan was stunned, "He didn’t come for this? Then why did he come?"

Xu Xiaoya said indifferently, "He just asked me for some of Xixi’s old belongings."

"Is that really all?"

"What else could it be?"

Zhou Xiaoxuan sighed with relief, "Now I’m relieved... As long as he doesn’t drive me away, everything’s negotiable."

Xu Xiaoya suddenly asked, "Zhou Xiaoxuan, did you really dream that Xixi isn’t dead?"

"Why ask that?"

"Alas, I also really hope Xixi is still alive..."

Zhou Xiaoxuan dismissed it, "Dreams are always the opposite. Besides, dead people can’t come back to life. Xu Xiaoya, stop being so superstitious."

The car stopped at the entrance of the community.

Wan Donglin casually walked inside.

There was already a thin layer of dust on the desk. He reached out and wiped it, then slowly walked to the window.

Everything was just as it had been in the past, like the first time he stepped here, knocked on the door, she saw him, stretched her neck, looking very hesitant, constantly wondering: Should I let him in or not?

That was when Yan Xixi first learned of his "big rough man" identity, and her amusing reaction had secretly made him laugh for quite a while.

In the blink of an eye, so much had changed.

When did he start neglecting her???

Each time, it was him who left without a word, while she waited bitterly;