The President's Favorite Stunning Beauty

Chapter 316 The script is complete!

Ugh……

She really didn't expect that man to be Miss Xia's father, nor did she think that Miss Xia had such a distressing background.

Now, she finally understands why Miss Xia has always disliked getting close to others, and why she has lived alone for so many years.

And why, Miss Xia has a younger brother, but he has a different surname from hers.

She shook her head.

He turned around and went into the kitchen, took out a clean and transparent glass, and poured a glass of boiled water.

After taking a deep breath, he slowly walked into the living room with the glass of water, and gently placed it on the coffee table next to Xia Mu.

Then, without saying anything, he turned and went back to the kitchen.

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon.

Aunt Li heard the sound of the door opening and ran to the door immediately.

In the afternoon, the sun was setting, almost six o'clock.

Aunt Li was standing beside the shoe cabinet with a rag, while she was absent-mindedly polishing the shoe cabinet, she was scratching her lungs and waiting for that handsome gentleman to come back.

Suddenly, the sound of a key drilling a keyhole came from my ear.

Aunt Li's wrinkled face immediately showed a look of joy.

The moment the door opened.

She immediately approached the door, and said softly and worriedly to the tall and handsome man outside who was picking out the key.

"Sir, you are finally back. Miss Xia's father came this afternoon. They talked for a long time, and they seemed to have had a big fight. Then, after the man left, Miss Xia just kept sitting on the sofa and moving It hasn't moved for almost four hours."

As Aunt Li spoke, her chubby face was also full of worry.

She was still not sure what Xia Mu was thinking, so she kept her voice very low, very soft, but speaking very fast.

The moment Wenren Yuxuan came in to change his shoes, she simply told the general story.

From the moment she opened her mouth, Wenren Yuxuan's handsome face, which was originally emotionless, became gloomy in an instant.

"Get off work." He nodded to Aunt Li, his voice flat and not indifferent.

"Okay." Aunt Li nodded understandingly, and then put the rag in her hand into a small drawer at the entrance.

Then, go out the door as fast as possible.

Wenren Yuxuan turned his head, his deep eyes passed through the partitioned decorative cabinet at the entrance, and fell tightly on the slender woman who was motionless on the sofa not far away.

The briefcase in his hand didn't have time to put it down properly, so he just let it fall at his feet casually.

He frowned slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he walked briskly towards the little woman who made him worry so much just by looking at her.

Those elegant and steady steps didn't make any sound in this quiet and somewhat depressing space.

He quietly walked to Xia Mu and squatted down, and carefully looked at the beautiful little face that was upturned and closed.

Then, he raised his warm palm and held the two little hands of the little woman under his eyes, which overlapped on the lower abdomen, into the palm of his hand.

When he felt the cold touch from his palm, his frown became even tighter, and even his broad and full forehead was tightly clamped.

The expression on the whole face seemed to be enduring some unbearable pain.

Raising his hand, bowing his head, the warm and soft vermilion lips kissed the cold white jade-like back of his hand.

Feeling the trembling warmth coming from between her fingers, Xia Mu slowly opened the eyelids that had been closed for hours.

What catches the eye is the handsome face in front of her that is kissing her fingers with her head lowered and an expression of infinite love.

Such a warm and tender expression fell in her eyes, flowing into her heart like spring water, slightly thawing the frozen thoughts in her heart.

As if feeling her gaze, Wenren Yuxuan raised his head, and Xia Mu's cherry-blossom-colored pink lips pulled slightly, giving him a smile that wasn't a smile.

Wenren Yuxuan looked at the smile that made him feel sad, and sighed heavily in his heart.

Then, his tall body stood up from the ground and stretched out two strong arms through Xia Mu's body, gently hugging her.

He took her place and sat down, and she sat on top of him.

"fool."

The vermilion lips parted slightly, and a voice as deep as smoke came out slowly, but with a heavy and indelible pity.

Xia Mu blinked, his eyes as clear as water fell on his handsome face.

A layer of hazy mist gradually filled the eye sockets.

She just felt that his soft voice passed from her ears to her body, like a switch, opening the tear gate in her body that she had forced to close before.

Suddenly, all the water in the body seemed to be alive, swimming in every cell of the body.

Naturally, her frozen tears seemed to be melted by his tenderness, and they could not be restrained from overflowing from the eye sockets, and poured down along her pale and delicate face like the most perfect porcelain in the world .

At this moment, her eyes were blurred with tears. In fact, no matter what she looked at, her vision was blurry.

However, she didn't know why.

Ever since meeting him and feeling him by her side, she can't help but become weaker, not as strong as when she was alone.

Gradually, she understood.

A woman's fearlessness and strength, in fact, is just because she has not found anyone she can rely on and show weakness.

All the women who thought they were strong enough, until they really became women made of water, were gently touched by the warmth of love, and all the walls that pretended to be guarded in their hearts would collapse, and then their eyes would be clouded with tears, uncontrollable flow out.

She stretched out her two slender arms, and her strong waist was close at hand.

As if with great dependence, she buried her face deep in his arms.

In a short while, her surging tears soaked Wenren Yuxuan's heather gray suit and shirt without a single wrinkle.

Such a moist and warm touch, falling on the skin, can't actually hurt people.

However, Wenren Yuxuan at this moment felt that this kind of temperature seemed to be transmitted from her eyes to his stomach, and it was magnified countless times, making him so unbearably hot.

"Yu, I don't want to cry, I really don't want to cry, but I really can't help it..."

A few minutes later, Xia Mu's hoarse and crying voice came from Wenren Yuxuan's arms.

"Fool, just cry if you want to. If you hold back, it will make me feel more distressed."

Such a thick and deep voice is like the voice of a cello being plucked, and it is as soft as a veil blowing across Xia Mu's heart.

(End of this chapter)