Stuck In His Heart

The more she thought about it, the more she felt shocked. It seemed that she could be really hook up with his attitude towards her. Did he hate women?

Consuela raised her head to look at the man, whose eyes were dim. The hands holding chopsticks trembled a little. She knew that knowing too much was a challenge to other people.

She spoke very calmly, "You can rest assured that no matter what kind of person you find, I will not disclose it."

As if afraid of being heard by others, she kept her voice low and still looked very serious.

The wine in his mouth almost gushed out of his mouth by her words. He felt as if he had been flirted by the woman seriously. What a bastard she was.

It seemed that she needed to be tamed.

"If you dare say one more word, you'll pay for it." He took the napkin on the table and wiped his mouth, his voice was cold and stiff.

As if she was talking to the enemy who dug up her own tomb.

Consuela made a face and stuck out her tongue at him. She wasn't interested in any other kind of gossips, so she thought he would get angry from embarrassment.

Suddenly, the phone rang in the pocket of the man sitting opposite her. He stopped pouring wine and answered the phone quickly. The caller was Tim, and could only be about business.

"Boss, Wang Group has already agreed to sign the contract as we have requested. Now we are waiting you present,"

"You did a good job. What reward do you want?" Richie said with a smile

The person on the other end of the line refused, "Why are you still so formal with me? I can sacrifice everything for the company."

"Oh, I just got a big case in the company recently and wanted you to take a rest. Now it seems that you are doing very well." He hung up the phone directly as if he could do nothing to help.

call made him feel better. He was waiting for the good news from Laura,

face was as bright as ever. Consuela was surprised to see

could only remember the man's crazy eyes and the thick smell of alcohol on his body at the previous night, but he was not drunk at all at the low dose

aroused by his gentle look, like the

are you looking

someone, and she heard the man's cold voice. Her thoughts were completely interrupted, and

pretended to focus on eating. Her face flushed crimson

Richie leaned towards her, smiling

touch me." Turning her head away, Consuela refused

into laughter again. His fingertips were clear, and he directly knocked

as he stood up straight. "You are such a good player. And

chest, Consuela felt like being mocked by a bunch

or scold the man.

table. When she was

50 years old, and her hair had been dyed black. She came back to the kitchen with a bag of things, with a bowl of clear soup

to meet you. I'm the new cook, aunt Wu. They often call me Nancy."

know how to retort. With an embarrassed smile,

you three meals a day. Emily

soon as Consuela finished, she switched off the

end of the corridor and went back to the room where her clothes were stored without hesitation. She couldn't

in his bedroom, not only because of

was afraid of that man. The fear that had

of the bathroom, Richie sitting on her bed was playing with her cellphone. Seeing her come out, he put it down unhurriedly. Raising his eyebrows, he

in a very