They’ve all been waiting for so long, and her father still hasn’t shown up.
If they wait any longer, she’s afraid that Diwu Zexuan will lose his mind.
"What are you worried about?" Diwu Zexuan put down his laptop and glanced at her.
For seven days, he hasn’t left the Adolf family’s villa, staying in Rui Hui’s boudoir.
Queran has co over a few tis, clearly displeased to see Diwu Zexuan staying so ostentatiously in Rui Hui’s room, and has both openly and subtly hinted for him to move into the guest room.
But who is Diwu Zexuan?
His skin is as thick as a city wall; no matter how Queran expresses his dissatisfaction, he pretends not to understand and continues to do as he pleases.
Ultimately, Queran lost the battle, stord off angrily, and hasn’t shown up since.
"..."
Rui Hui lowered her head, picking at her fingers, and murmured, "I think my father is doing this on purpose. Though I don’t know why, he liked you before, but now he wants to do this."
Rui Hui puffed up her cheeks, looking very troubled.
She’s fine when it cos to fighting, but she’s struggling when it cos to plotting these matters.
Considering she’s also from an intelligence background, she can’t seem to make sense of things when it involves her own people.
Like now, she can’t figure out why Diwu Zexuan is so patient, having been hung out to dry for a week, yet still staying at the Adolf family ho.
"They’re giving a hard ti." Diwu Zexuan’s lips parted slightly as he explained indifferently.
"..."
"I previously unilaterally annulled the engagent with the Adolf family, and now I want to be with you. Your father won’t agree so easily." Even Rui Hui resented that annulnt for so long; Kwei Adolf couldn’t possibly not mind.
Leaving him hanging for so long, partly to vent anger and give him a hard ti, partly to test his limits, to see how much he’d compromise for Rui Hui, laying the groundwork for the upcoming negotiations.
If he decides to leave the Adolf family now, Kwei will likely appear imdiately.
Diwu Zexuan’s eyes deepened as he reached out to hug Rui Hui.
Resting his chin on her shoulder, he turned to nibble on her earlobe, "Waiting a few more days for you is no problem."
It can express his apology and show Kwei that he is serious.
As for the negotiation, he knows what Kwei wants; whether it succeeds or fails, Rui Hui is his goal, and for him, it makes no difference.
"..."
Hearing his words, Rui Hui’s face blushed uncontrollably.
She was used to his sharp tongue in the past; hearing him whisper sweet words now, she oddly feels uncomfortable.
Is this what they call a masochistic personality?
Seeing her blush, Diwu Zexuan’s gaze inadvertently beca deep, his hands cradling her cheeks as he slowly leaned down.
Just as he was about to kiss her lips, they heard soone knocking on the door.
"Miss, the family head is back." The servant’s announcent clearly entered the room.
"My father is back." Rui Hui sprang up from the sofa, moving too hastily, nearly bumping her forehead into Diwu Zexuan’s nose.
"Back is back, what’s there to be nervous about?" Diwu Zexuan tugged at her arm and leisurely stood up, "Are you afraid you won’t be able to marry ?"
"I’m not!" Rui Hui instinctively denied it, but her face blushed uncontrollably.
"So you don’t want to marry ?" Diwu Zexuan raised an eyebrow, but his tone cooled.
"Just letting you et my father, who’s talking about marrying you? Whether my father agrees to us being together is still uncertain." Rui Hui mumbled softly.
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