Stuck In His Heart

"I wish my mother could treat you like this. But she has been educated strictly from childhood, so she can't be such a shrew."

He had meant to frighten her with this assumption, but when he saw that she was really scared with a pale face, he couldn't help explaining with embarrassment.

Despite of that, Consuela wasn't less scared.

The woman smiled bitterly and said, "Don't lie to me. Do you think I will be scared away by the expressway?"

Her delicate and white face was made into a kind of wrinkled bun by herself, which still looked adorable. Richie wasn't annoyed by her words. He twitched his mouth and glanced at her quickly. He sneered, "You said except for being poor and ugly, why did you get detested?"

"You said I was shameless and despicable before," with a darkened face, Consuela retorted harshly. She had done a lot of stupid things that she had committed.

The smile on his face indicated that he was in a good mood, and he added, "I almost forgot it if you didn't mention it. Now you see. It's right."

They didn't talk much, but they were getting along well with each other, without the conflicts between them as before.

When they arrived at the Ye's house, Consuela got nervous. Looking at the wide and clean path, she couldn't help but feel flustered.

It owned a vast area, with some buildings in the late Qing period, which didn't blend in with the construction of the modern iron city.

After they got out of the car, Richie whispered to her ears, "Relax. If you screw it up, I'll teach you a lesson."

Although she wasn't too surprised by the grandeur of the Ye Clan, she was still a little afraid of it. She replied honestly, "I'll try my best."

There were a group of experts in the business magazine comments. They would only criticize him for his cruel means of doing things. In the eyes of the public, he was probably a successful and handsome businessman.

he forgot the huge family behind

his arm, Consuela felt that it was made of

stopped. Her hand was pulled down by him, and her waist was almost imprisoned by him.

but followed him. She heard a low voice, "Stop being an anthomaniac. Let others see that I have no taste.

Consuela thought that Richie didn't like her at all! He acted as

true colors in that house.

but she could not say anything more.

the relatives were waiting for them. With a frown on his

companion into the hall. He had called all his relatives with Consuela who was in a daze because of the embarrassment. As a

that the weight of the red envelopes wasn't easy to handle, but Richie would take

her waist. She quickly hid the sadness in her eyes and greeted the old man with

white simple and knee length skirt that Richie selected for her, with her long inky hair hanging down loosely. When she smiled, the dimples on her face

dinner table. Ronald was still sitting at the head of the table. Ronald's right to the table was Richie's parents, on

looked at her, the happier she was. Although she

didn't feel sorry for the girl. On

she loved her, she couldn't let a girl suddenly appeared out of nowhere and took her son

into Consuela's bowl. With a friendly smile, she asked, "How did you meet

Consuela's mouth twitched. She wasn't afraid of telling a lie. Only she and her companions could see that she was trembling under the table.

the same school when we were in high school. At that time, I was obsessed with him. Then we met again, so I tried my best to gamble." She paused, "I feel I'm lucky, but it's

appropriate and there was no affectation in it. With one of his eyebrows raised, Richie looked

a softer tone. Although he was blaming her, his tone was

was going on. They all looked at