The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Chapter 793 - 790: Where is the Promised Integrity 3_1

"What’s there to be embarrassed about?"

This girl, she can actually be embarrassed? That’s rare.

"Well... I was afraid you might get really mad..."

Something suddenly occurred to her, and she pointed an accusing finger at him. "These past few days, you haven’t called me or even sent a message. My phone’s been on 24 hours a day, but you haven’t tried to reach me once. You big lug, what do you mean by this?"

He said, annoyed, "Didn’t you break up with me? Since we broke up, why would I still contact you?"

Silence.

How heartbreaking, Yan Xixi thought.

She muttered, "I was just saying... I didn’t really mean it."

"Are those kinds of words something you can just say carelessly? Yan Xixi, are you a child?"

"Hmph."

Suddenly, she laughed again. "You big lug, you have no idea how scared I was... really..."

"Just scared of dying?"

She said softly, "I was afraid of so many things... I was afraid I wouldn’t find my connection during the layover, afraid I’d get to a foreign country in the middle of the night and not find my way, afraid of international human traffickers... afraid of all sorts of accidents... What I feared most was that if something happened, I’d never see you again for the rest of my life. What would I do then?"

He sighed inwardly. What a fool.

"This... um... Brother Donglin, I just knew you were worried about me and definitely wouldn’t abandon me..."

"What makes you so sure?"

She smiled slyly, nestling close to his ear. "Hmph. Who told you to love me, anyway?"

He chuckled.

She was overjoyed.

"I knew it! You were still worried I’d get lost..."

He thought to himself that he really had been a bit scared. This little swindler—you could say she was clever, even audacious, but sometimes, she was more timid than a mouse. When you love someone, you always tend to think of them as timid and easily frightened for their whole life. Somehow, no matter how infuriating her behavior was, or what kind of dramatic fit she threw, it wouldn’t be long before his anger dissipated, and instead, he’d always end up feeling she was pitiful. Initially, he hadn’t planned on seeing her off. He was especially furious when he found out she’d secretly bought a ticket just for herself in advance. You want to leave? Trying to show off your capabilities? Fine, I won’t bother with you then. Do as you please. But the night before her journey, he started suffering from insomnia. For someone who had never traveled far alone, what if she got lost? Moreover, he was genuinely worried she would actually leave him for good. He, like Xu Xiaoya, had completely forgotten that this little swindler’s foreign language skills were quite good. As long as her wits were about her and no accidents occurred, how could she possibly get lost? But then again, aren’t accidents precisely what people fear most? Fine, fine. Feeling he had no other choice, he had to resort to all sorts of means to follow her. Otherwise, if she set off alone, he’d be the one worried sick, not her.

He murmured in her ear, earnestly admonishing, "Silly girl, you can’t be so reckless like this again in the future, understand?"

She nodded rapidly like a pecking chicken; she had never been this obedient in her entire life.

She had revived, her energy restored. She didn’t even want coffee anymore; instead, she leisurely joined him for a glass of red wine.

After the red wine, her previously pale face immediately became as radiant as a peach blossom. Looking endearingly naive, she whispered, "Brother Donglin... look..."

He looked—and to his surprise, there was a ring on her right ring finger! Was this some kind of magic trick? He had inspected her hands carefully when they first boarded the plane, and there had been absolutely nothing on them.

When had she taken that out? he wondered. Glancing at the handbag she carried, he guessed, It must have been stored in there with her other important belongings.

"Brother Donglin, look at my hand. Isn’t it beautiful?"