Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

After hanging up the phone, Lu Daiwei's eyes were filled with hatred. She felt as if countless hands were strangling her neck, making it impossible for her to breathe.

The sticky and humid air blew on her face, her long hair blocked her vision, and in front of her was a speeding lane. Lu Daiwei suddenly felt an urge in her heart: she wanted to cross it!

A black Land Rover whizzed past, its hot air spraying on the skin of her calves, causing her skirt to fly up and down.

Lu Daiwei stood motionless on the side of the road, but her legs seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and even the white bandage hanging around her neck felt heavy.

She looked ahead with blank eyes, standing with one hand hanging naturally. Another car drove past her, and the wind blew up her skirt again, and a chill ran through her spine.

Her upper body swayed and she took a half step back. Lu Daiwei closed her eyes tightly. A voice came from the chaotic space: Go to hell, it's all your fault!

She opened her eyelids slightly, leaving only a slit to look forward, then she took a long breath and walked forward without hesitation.

The sound of horns, brakes, shouts, and calls reached her ears, but she seemed to be deaf and could hear nothing...

The woman in the traffic smiled...

The smooth intersection was now jammed with vehicles jammed in all directions.

"Daiwei, what are you doing?" a man shouted, and Lu Daiwei was suddenly picked up and quickly crossed the road.

"Davi!" The man put her down and shouted in front of her.

Lu Daiwei suddenly came back to her senses, with a faint smile on her lips. She finally saw the man's face clearly in a trance. Her pupils shrank, and mist suddenly appeared in her eyes. Tears flowed down her eye sockets, "Beizhe, Beizhe, why is it you?"

She stood there in a daze, looking back at the road she had come from, with chaotic noises filling her ears. "What's wrong with me? What happened just now?"

"Are you okay? Do you want to die with so many cars on the road?!" Beizhe's facial muscles were tense and he shouted, "Go home." After he said that, he put his arm around her shoulders, took a taxi and rushed back.

The two of them didn't say a word along the way. Lu Daiwei leaned on his shoulder and felt a little sleepy. She fell asleep in a daze and didn't wake up until they reached the bedroom.

.......

That night, Fu Nanchen did not sleep well. After Jian Xiaoan fell asleep, he walked out of the room alone.

It was not until late at night that Aying called and said that Luo Na and Fu Qiang had been very close recently. This was normal, after all, Luo Na originally lived in Fu Qiang's house.

But Rona's behavior was a little strange all day today.

Why did she pick up the trash? Why did she touch his toothbrush? What was she looking for in his room? She went there twice, and she had no shortage of money or jewelry.

It is even more impossible to install cameras to monitor them. However, he knows that Luo Na must want to replace Jian Xiaoan, Fu Qiang has always wanted to become the heir to the Fu Group, and his uncle Fu Cangsheng also wants to replace his father's position in the group.

Fu Nanchen lit a cigarette and immersed himself in the night...

......

Suddenly, a rainstorm broke out in the middle of the night. Raindrops as big as beans hit the glass windows with a crackling sound. A flash of lightning illuminated the entire night, and thunder rolled in through the sky.

Lu Daiwei woke up suddenly. She quickly covered her head with the quilt and curled up her body. Then there was lightning and thunder again.

Snapped!

The bedroom window was blown open by the wind, and the doors and windows slammed heavily, making a harsh noise.

Lu Daiwei covered her ears tightly with one hand, and pressed the other side of her face against the bed sheet. Her hair was disheveled. She looked at the darkness in front of her in horror, her whole body trembling, shaking like a sieve. "Mom, mom, I'm scared."

"Mom, where are you?"

A feeling of suffocation came from her lungs. Lu Daiwei breathed with all her might, but every breath seemed to bring her into despair.

Beizhe was also awakened. He ran out of the bedroom, closed the doors and windows, and quietly opened the door of Lu Daiwei's bedroom. With the help of the light, he saw the person hiding under the quilt.

"Daiwei." He called her name softly. When there was no response, Beizhe continued to call, "Daiwei."

At this time, a gust of wind blew up, making a whistling sound, the curtains were blown up, and a bright flash of lightning penetrated the glass, illuminating the entire bedroom.

Beizhe walked around the bed and rushed to the window, closed the window tightly, and then pulled the curtains tightly.

Rumble...the thunder comes from far away.

Lu Daiwei covered her ears again, her eyes filled with tears, and she nervously waited for the next lightning to strike.

"Daiwei." Beizhe turned on the bedside lamp, dimmed it, and sat gently on the edge of the bed. He lifted a corner of the quilt and saw a pair of wet little faces.

Terrified.

"Daiwei." Beizhe called her name again, reaching out to push away the hair stuck to her forehead by cold sweat, frowning, "Do you have a fever? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Sit up, I'll get you some water."

"No, don't leave." A tiny voice came out from a hoarse throat, and a cold hand tightly grasped Beizhe's fingers, "I don't want to drink, don't leave."

Beizhe was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes to look at the pale hand in front of him. He sat down on the bed and said, "I won't leave." Then he stretched out his big hand and held her hand.

Cold as ice.

At this moment, Beizhe felt very complicated. It was the first time he saw the woman in front of him acting like a little child, afraid of thunder and lightning.

He suddenly thought of Jian Xiaoan. She was the same when she was a child. She would cover her ears when there was thunder and lightning and say that she was scared. Thinking of this, Beizhe clenched his slender fingers even tighter.

Lu Daiwei felt the warmth coming from the palm of her hand, like the warm sunshine of spring, warming her heart along her arm. The other plastered palm under the quilt also began to warm up.

She was held tightly by him like this, and slowly, she completely lifted the quilt.

Lu Daiwei looked up with a little moisture in her eyes, it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or tears, only a bloodless pale face, which made people feel distressed.

"Are you feeling better?" Beizhe leaned over and asked softly.

"Yeah." Lu Daiwei nodded.

"I'll get you some medicine. You have a fever." Beizhe said as he loosened his fingers, but they were grabbed by her hand again. Lu Daiwei seemed to realize something and loosened her fingers again.

She watched the large, bony hand moving away from her little by little, taking away the warmth of its fingers. Lu Daiwei put her hand back into the quilt, but her eyes remained on the door.

Soon, Beizhe came back with warm water, a thermometer and a fever-reducing pill in his hand.

After confirming that she had a fever, Lu Daiwei took the medicine and lay down again. Beizhe helped her pull the quilt up.

It was still raining outside and the lightning and thunder had not stopped.

At this moment, Lu Daiwei's face regained some color. She looked at Beizhe expectantly and pursed her lips, "I...then I'll go to sleep."

Beizhe hummed, took the cup of water and walked out directly, leaving the bedroom door open.

Lu Daiwei looked at the figure disappearing before her eyes, her nose felt sore, her throat choked, and her eyes became moist.

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