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

Song Mai's heart was beating very fast, "bang bang" as if someone was beating a drum in her chest.

She didn't know where to look, and kept glancing around, never daring to look at the man.

The more she did this, the more she sweated. As soon as Chu Xing finished wiping her forehead, sweat beads appeared again.

The man frowned.

"Are you hot?"

Song Mai swallowed guiltily.

"Kind of."

He walked aside and opened the window a little.

The cool autumn night wind made Song Mai a little more awake.

After she finished drinking the water in the cup, she felt the blockage in her chest dissipate a little and it was no longer as stuffy as before.

"You go to sleep early."

Song Mai put the cup on the bedside and looked at the man's back.

Chu Xing sat beside the woman's bed, looking out the window with eyes as dark as the night.

But she didn't move, as if she didn't hear what he said.

"It's going to rain."

"Ok?"

Song Mai looked at him puzzledly, not understanding what he wanted to say.

"At the end of the plains lies the spring mountain."

After saying this, the man took the towel and the glass of water on the table and left.

He didn't forget to close her bedroom door when he left.

Song Mai murmured this poem, and then looked in the direction the man had just looked.

Under the streetlight, a hibiscus was swaying in the wind.

Yeah, it's going to be a heavy rain.

After the rain, the sky will be clear, and everything in the past will be taken away by the rain.

But she still has to move forward courageously, chasing the wind and the moon without stopping.

Since the people who hurt her have already forgotten the past, why should she, the victim, continue to live in the shadow of the past?

She suddenly understood, the corners of her lips curled up, and she smiled with satisfaction.

"Ding-dong-"

Her cell phone suddenly rang, and she pulled back the covers before finding it at the foot of the bed.

It was his message: Call me if you need anything.

These four short words made Song Mai feel warm in his heart.

Thinking back to his appearance just now, Song Mai's heartbeat quickened uncontrollably and his cheeks felt a little hot.

The feeling was wonderful. She wanted to escape, escape away from him so that he wouldn't see her embarrassment, but she also wanted to get closer to him.

It’s as if he is that ray of light, and you can feel the sunshine as long as you get close to him.

After a long time, she finally clicked "OK".

The man returned to his bedroom, tossing and turning. After thinking for a while, he sent a message to Special Assistant Lu.

"Arrange the tour as soon as possible."

He didn't ask her what she dreamed about, but he could guess from her appearance.

She must have had a hard life over the years, and yesterday she tore open her own scars with her own hands in front of so many people. How could she not be in pain?

Just now, when he looked at her, he actually wanted to hug her, thinking that this might comfort her.

But he finally resisted the urge, for he was afraid that once he hugged her, things would get out of control.

Early in the morning, as soon as Special Assistant Lu opened his eyes, he saw the urging message on WeChat.

A deep feeling of helplessness welled up in my heart.

Is this called not feeling?

Is this called dislike?

Is this called forced marriage?

It's obvious that he is more obsessed than anyone else!

It seems that Yunxing’s position as the president’s wife will be filled soon.

Song Mai got up early and prepared breakfast before Chu Xing got up.

The man was stunned when he saw her.

"Are you up so early?"

Song Mai smiled brightly: "I want to get up early, it's good for my health."

She was wearing a pure white dress today. There were no extra decorations and it wasn't a brand name dress, but it was simple and clean, and it was visually pleasing to the eye.

It can be seen that she has really come out of the shadow of yesterday.

The two finished their meal together. It was still early, and Song Mai was digging the soil in the yard. The vegetable seeds had arrived, so she could clean up the vacant land as soon as possible.

Chu Xing saw that she had no intention of entering the house, so he had to ask Special Assistant Lu to park the car farther away.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Song Mai patted the dirt off his hands:

"Do you need me to send you off?"

"Need not."

Song Mai thought for a moment and said, "The transportation around here doesn't seem to be very convenient. It's still early today, so I can still make it in time to take you there."

The man looked at the time on his watch and it was already getting late.

"I'll just take the bus."

After saying this, he left without looking back.

Song Mai continued to turn the soil, and after a while he remembered that there seemed to be no bus nearby.

So how did he take the bus?

Special Assistant Lu parked the car at the gate of the community. He saw Chu Xing from a distance and quickly got out of the car and opened the door.

The car drove away quickly, and the man checked the time and turned on his laptop again.

Special Assistant Lu glanced at Chu Xing in the rearview mirror and said, "Master Yun, the tour has been arranged. When do you want to let her know?"

Chu Xing didn't even raise his head, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard.

"What are my work arrangements for next week?"

Special Assistant Lu told the man's schedule word for word.

Hearing this, the man frowned.

"Push it off."

"Which one?"

"All."

Assistant Lu trembled, and the car tilted to the side, almost hitting the car next to it. He was so scared that he quickly straightened the steering wheel.

Chu Xing's eyes darkened.

"You don't want to do it anymore?"

Special Assistant Lu wanted to die, but this guy casually postponed all the arrangements for next week. What kind of concept is this?

The group's acquisition plan has just started and has not yet been finalized, but he wants to postpone all work arrangements for next week. Even if he has a large family and a huge business, he cannot be so willful.

"No, no, of course not! I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'll be more careful."

"But the meetings next week are all very important, and I also have a dinner appointment with the vice president of the UAV company in Country M. Do you think... can you not postpone them all?"

The man's hands that were tapping on the keyboard stopped, and his voice was so cold that there was no warmth at all.

"How about you take this seat?"

Special Assistant Lu was so scared that he almost cried.

Oh my God, who did he offend? He just said a few words and yet he is scared like this. Does he want to kill him?

"I...I didn't mean that."

Chu Xing stopped talking again, and Special Assistant Lu was so scared that his heart was beating wildly in his chest, as if it was about to explode.

"May I ask, do you have any other plans for next week?"

The man's thin lips moved: "Let's go travel."

Special Assistant Lu asked with a question mark on his face: "Are you going too?"

Chu Xing raised his head and glanced at him.

"What? I can't?"

"No, no, no, of course you can, but next week is really busy at work..."

Special Assistant Lu really can't understand a man in love. He was urging him to arrange the trip in the middle of the night yesterday, and now he wants to go on the trip with him. Logically, the relationship should be going well, but why is he like a gunpowder bearer, retorting to everything he says?

He is just an ordinary worker. Do you really want to kill him?

Chu Xing held the mouse, thought for a moment and said, "Change the meeting to online. Ask him if he is free this week for dinner. If he is not free, we will think of other ways. The rest of the work can be changed to online."

"Yes."