That day, when Yan Xixi went back, Wan Donglin had unexpectedly already left. Yan Xixi heaved a great sigh of relief, slumping onto the sofa and struggling to catch her breath for a while.
She went to her room for a careful look. There was nothing extra on the dressing table, nor in the cloakroom. In other words, this ti, he hadn’t brought back any gifts at all.
In this line of work, the greatest skill was to be perceptive—a man no longer giving you gifts was a sign the relationship was about to end.
She was anxious, yet very much looking forward to it.
She had long desired for it to end.
Previously, without a Zhou Ting in the picture, it might have been manageable. As Xu Xiaoya said, there was no risk of being slapped by the actual wife. But once there was, this beca a high-risk profession—she had to completely end this terrible relationship before Wan Donglin got married. Otherwise, if her body was dumped in the wilderness one day, there would be no one to even collect it.
「For the following two weeks, Wan Donglin never showed up again.」
However, Yan Xixi knew he was still in C City—because he had nurous "hos" there, but she had no idea which one he returned to each day.
That weekend, Yan Xixi had finished her tasks and was savoring a cup of black tea when Wan Donglin returned.
As soon as he got ho, he collapsed onto the sofa, loosening his tie while complaining, "I’m dying of heat! What’s wrong with this year? Why is it so hot so early? How is anyone supposed to survive the sumr? And what’s wrong with this room? Why can’t I feel any air conditioning?"
The apartnt had 24-hour temperature control; Yan Xixi didn’t feel hot at all, as the temperature was just right and very comfortable. However, Wan Donglin was sweating profusely. His tone was full of anger, and he looked like he wanted to pick a fight.
Of course, Yan Xixi didn’t dare to provoke him. She just quietly went to turn the temperature down a bit.
He took off his shirt and threw it to her. She caught it and said obediently, "Mr. Wan, I’ll take it to be washed imdiately."
"Don’t the staff know how to wash it? Why do you need to get involved?"
She didn’t dare to answer.
Wan Donglin grew even more impatient. "This damned weather! It’s so irritating. The won I’ve taken out these past few days, not a single one has been presentable. It’s made a laughingstock, with people saying my judgnt has gone completely down the drain..."
Yan Xixi knew that when he was in C City, he often took various won to different places for social engagents. Although she had never gone out with him and had never cared much about it, hearing him grumble like this now, she didn’t quite understand what he ant and felt a little apprehensive.
Wan Donglin poured himself a glass of wine, downed it in one gulp, and said resentfully, "The won I’ve taken out lately, they get outshone every single ti. It’s so damn frustrating."
She felt uneasy and wanted to slip away, but she didn’t dare. He glared at her for a long mont, then suddenly said, "Yan Xixi, go change your clothes. You’re going out with tonight."
"Mr. Wan..."
"Enough nonsense! Just do as I tell you."
He said impatiently, "Wear the royal blue evening gown from the first compartnt. Get changed and co out imdiately."
Yan Xixi dared not disobey. She quickly changed and ca out.
Wan Donglin had been full of displeasure, but when he saw her silhouette, his heartbeat suddenly slowed for a mont.
The royal blue evening gown had an entirely open back, revealing smooth, alabaster skin that looked so soft and tempting, it made one itch to reach out and pinch it.
That was the first ti she had ever dressed so extravagantly.
He cleared his throat. Yan Xixi quickly turned around, instinctively covering herself with her hand.
Although there were many clothes in her closet, she had never worn an evening gown like this before: the front was decent enough, even formal, but the back...
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