After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

She didn't understand why there was someone in her room when she returned.

Could it be that some criminal sneaked into her room with some ulterior motive?

Is it to escape? Or is it to steal?

Or robbery?

She struggled with her hands and feet, trying to kick down things around her to attract other people's attention.

But to her disappointment, there was nothing around.

She was extremely scared. She didn't expect this trip to be so full of misfortunes. She had just experienced a torrential rainstorm and now she was blocked in the house by criminals with nowhere to ask for help.

Could it be that this Western country is her disaster?

Will she never be able to return safely?

In desperation, she kicked the man's calf hard. He groaned, but his hand did not loosen at all.

Song Mai saw that this trick worked. Just as she was about to use it again, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded above her head.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You've become more and more daring. You even dared to murder your own husband."

Hearing this, Song Mai was stunned for a moment, and then instantly realized something.

The man slowly took his hand away from her mouth, and Song Mai's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Snapped--"

The man's fingers accurately found the switch on the wall, and the moment he pressed the switch, he covered the woman's eyes and did not remove his hand until she got used to the light.

Song Mai stared at him blankly. The man in front of her was still as handsome as a god, but he looked a little tired.

The red bloodshot eyes are very obvious.

Seeing that Song Mai didn't move or speak for a long time, just staring at him blankly, the man couldn't help but chuckle.

"What? Are you scared out of your mind?"

Song Mai was covered in dust and dirt, wearing thin, ill-fitting clothes. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight in just a few days.

She didn't feel that the fear and worry she had experienced these days was a big deal, nor did she feel that the grievances she had suffered were a big deal, she could get through them all.

But the moment she saw Chu Xing, all these grievances surged out from the bottom of her heart like a sea bursting its dam.

The tears could no longer be stopped and fell like beads from a broken string.

Chu Xing was frightened by her. He thought she would be angry with him for scaring her, but he didn't expect her to react like this.

He quickly wiped away the tears on her face and apologized repeatedly:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I just wanted to give you a surprise, maybe I went too far, it's all my fault, I didn't think it through..."

He held Song Mai in his arms as if he was coaxing a child, and comforted her gently.

The more he said this, the harder Song Mai cried.

Chu Xing was a little panicked for a moment, and quickly pulled her out of his arms. He held her shoulders with one hand and wiped her tears with the other hand. His eyes were full of heartache and his attitude was cautious.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Song Mai cried so hard that she couldn't say what was wrong with her. She just felt extremely wronged.

At this moment, she had no other emotions except grievance. She knew rationally that she shouldn't be like this, but she just couldn't control her emotions.

She didn't stop until she had soaked the man's shirt with tears.

Song Mai wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at the man's wrinkled white shirt that was rubbed with some dust by her. Her ears turned red and she immediately wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The man leaned against the wall with one hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile, unconsciously forming a wall-dong posture.

Song Mai was so embarrassed that she turned around and tried to run, but the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

"Enough crying? Huh?"

His voice was pleasant to begin with, but now it was a little hoarse and sounded particularly lazy, like the best wine, with an intoxicating charm.

Song Mai felt her ears burning and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"Why don't you speak?"

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, almost a hum from her nose, and the man couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ah."

Under the light, the man's gaze was scorching, lingering on her fair face. Song Mai felt as if her whole body was on fire.

This scorching heat made her want to escape, but the man kept her firmly trapped in this small world.

The next second, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the woman when she was off guard.

This kiss was not as aggressive as the previous ones. It was very gentle and lingering, like a whisper between lovers, making people unable to help but sink into it.

Song Mai felt like a leaf that had fallen into the middle of the ripples, floating up and down with the waves but unable to wander out of the layers of circles.

The man didn't let her go until all the oxygen in her chest was gone.

The man looked straight at her, and there was a slight tremor in his voice.

"Song Mai, I'm so scared."

Song Mai was stunned and then looked at him.

This sentence seemed to end without a beginning or an end. The man did not continue speaking, but hugged Song Mai in his arms as if he had used up all his strength.

The force was so strong that it seemed to embed it into her bones.

She patted his back gently. Although she didn't say anything, she was silently comforting him in this way.

It took her a while to speak.

"Why are you here? Didn't they say all flights were stopped?"

She knew he was worried about her, but the rain was so heavy, and there were no flights, not to mention international trains to surrounding countries. How did he appear here under such circumstances?

Hearing this, the man glared at her.

"You are such a heartless person. You haven't even sent any messages since you left on your business trip. I was thinking about you so much, but you seem to have forgotten me."

"How could I? I didn't send you a message at first because of the time difference and being too busy. Then I didn't expect the situation to happen in the past two days. Not to mention sending a message, I almost lost my life."

Thinking back on what happened in the past two days, she felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

Could it be that she is really possessed by the god of misfortune?

Anything that happens once in a century can happen to her.

She took out the brick-like cell phone from her pocket, feeling a sharp pain in her flesh.

[This is the first time in my life that I was lucky enough to win a lottery and got a very expensive mobile phone. It's such a pity that it broke just like that.]

At least before this phone appeared, she had never used such an expensive phone.

Song Mai pursed her lips, unable to stop feeling heartbroken.

The man took the phone and pushed her to sit on a chair nearby.

"Well, out goes the old and in comes the new. It's just a cell phone. Just buy another one. As long as the person is fine, that's fine."

Song Mai understood this truth, but he couldn't help feeling sad.

The two chatted for a while before Song Mai learned that he had first flown to Esterdam and then took a boat from Esterdam.

Hearing this, Song Mai's eyes lit up.

"Then can we also use this method to go back?"

Anyway, after this incident she didn't want to stay any longer.

The man nodded: "In theory, it's possible."