Can't Resist the Billionaire novel Chapter 45

His eyes flashed with a sad expression and then he deftly made a move to open the door. I looked at him in silence, asked no further questions, and followed him to get into the car.

He did not tell me the rest of his words until I was with him Wutai Mountain. When I saw his mother, I realized what his sad eyes meant today.

\It was an expression of confusion and helplessness towards his family. There was no hope in his eyes for the future. Of course this was a story for the future.

Vincent drove me to the largest private club in the city of S. The facade of this club looked ordinary, but the interior was extremely luxurious. Anyway, I had never been to such a place before. When I first entered, I was deeply impressed by the luxurious palatial building inside. I did not dare to look at it. I could only hold on to Vincent's arm and walk with my head down, afraid of embarrassing him if I looked like a hick.

Vincent took me directly to the most luxurious private room on the fifth floor. I entered the room, which was not as dazzling as we thought. The decoration of the private room was luxurious, but it was extremely deserted. Other than the one sitting in the middle and the two black-clothed bodyguards standing next to him, there was no one else.

Perhaps it was all due to my own ignorance. When I opened the door, I thought it would look like what you see on TV, with a bunch of greasy old men kissing a bunch of sluts. But in reality, the scene on TV was just a mockery of upstarts. The really rich would not do such vulgar things.

Even if they wanted to sleep with women, they wouldn’t be so ungentlemanly, and even vulgar!

After Vincent gently pulled me into the private room, I lowered my head, not daring to look at the face of the man before me. Although I did not dare to look at him, the strong aura of the man opposite me immediately surrounded me, making me feel inferior.

Seeing Vincent coming, Mr. Lee smiled and greeted him, "Vincent, you're a little late. I've been waiting for you for half an hour!"

As soon as I heard the voice, I could not help looking up at him, for his voice sounded very young, not like someone at the age of fifty or sixty who had gone through the vicissitudes of life .

Seeing the calm and introverted face, my heart suddenly slowed by a beat. This man was about thirty years old, and he really was not old. He looked relatively stable. Compared to Vincent's attractiveness, he was more charming, a kind of heroism after many experiences.

Although his appearance could not be called exquisite, it was enough to make one's heart beat faster. This was especially true for this kind of face, coupled with maturity and high status, he could easily capture the hearts of many young girls.

When I looked up at him, his special deep eyes also slowly looked at me with a hint of exploration. He glanced at me and then asked me with a faint smile, "So you are Jasmine?"

"You... know me?" After saying that, I felt like an idiot. Had not Vincent said that he had mentioned me to Mr. Murphy yesterday? So how could he not know me?

However, when I turned to look at Vincent, I saw an unnatural expression flashing across his face. "Did I tell you the name of Jasmine?"

With a touch of doubt in his voice, he helped me to sit down before Mr. Murphy, who seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, and said hurriedly. "It seems that Vincent had mentioned you before. How else would I know?"

"Is that so?" The corners of Vincent's mouth twitched. Even though he didn’t continue to be entangled with the question, the confusion in his eyes showed that he was suspicious of Mr. Murphy's explanation.

He wasn’t forgetful. He should be the clearest in his heart whether he said it or not.

Mr. Murphy coughed and glanced at me again. Then he deliberately flattered. "So you like Miss Miller type?"

Vincent turned to look at me and his heart was filled with affection for me, "It has nothing to do with appearance. I just like her!"

Mr. Murphy had probably never seen Vincent show such a look to any woman, and then he said enviously."It seems that you really love Miss Miller. I really envy you for finding your love!"

Vincent was probably embarrassed by Mr. Murphy's words. He quickly said modestly. "You can too. It's just that fate has yet to come!"

Mr. Lee smiled elegantly and said nothing. As he leaned slightly to one side and picked up the red wine in front of him, his eyes seemed to linger on my face again. I sensed his strange look and felt a little uneasy, so I quickly lowered my head, not daring to look at him.

His eyes were like a deep pool, so deep that you could not see the bottom. When you stared into his eyes, you felt an inexplicable fear!

"I heard that you want to buy a house?" After taking a sip of red wine, Mr. Murphy asked Vincent softly.

Vincent nodded and said, "I can't always live in hotels. I want to buy a house!"

Hearing this, Mr. Murphy nodded and continued to ask, "Do you want your father to know about this?"

What he meant was that the purchase of a house could be either a great event or a small one. If Vincent did not want his father to know about it, and spent less money on buying an ordinary house, he could conceal the matter. But if he wanted to buy a mansion, it would involve a large sum of money. It was hard not to let his father know.

Mr. Murphy was actually asking Vincent how much he wanted spent to buy a house.

Vincent naturally understood what he meant. He didn't intend to hide it from his father, he wanted to buy a satisfied one at one time. In short, he didn't intend to buy an ordinary house.

"Buy a villa. I don't like living in an ordinary residential area!" Vincent answered directly.

Mr. Murphy started to worried about him and said:" Have you considered well? I suggest that you buy an oridinary one at first and once you father supports the marriage, then buy a bigger one!" 

His plan was not bad, and I understood what he meant too. "'Vincent's father will definitely not support the marriage between me and Vincent. If Vincent intentionally magnifies things, we might have a hard time on our way."

However, Vincent didn't think so. He planned to buy a villa, and he didn't intend to make do.

"No, I'm not used to living in an ordinary house. It's better to buy a villa directly!" Vincent smiled faintly and replied to Mr. Murphy affirmatively.

There was a flash of surprise in Mr. Lee's eyes. He looked straight into Vincent's eyes as if he were making the final confirmation. He asked,"Have you made up your mind?"

"Yes, I've made up my mind!" Vincent's answer was simple and forceful, without any room for negotiation.