Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Wesley stepped onto the balcony and found that his clothes were hung there.

'She entered the apartment without my permission, and on top of that, she did my laundry too?

What a weird girl!' he thought.

Blair had classes to attend early the next morning. The alarm clock roused her from her deep sleep. After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she left her apartment and entered the elevator, her head still blank from yesterday's incident.

When the elevator reached the first floor, she was still in a daze, not realizing that she had to get out. At that moment, a man entered.

It was Wesley.

'Wait! Wesley!' Blair's eyes widened, as she immediately snapped back into reality.

Wesley was wearing a grey sweatshirt, black shorts and a pair of Nike Air Max 720. He had just finished his morning exercise. Blair could still see beads of sweat on his forehead.

Wesley cast a casual glance at her before pressing the button to the sixteenth floor. Blair watched blankly as the doors closed slowly. 'Oh God! What am I doing?' she thought. "Wait!" she yelled. "Sorry. I need to get out."

She pressed the open button and left the elevator in a hurry. When the doors were about to close again, Wesley blocked them with his foot and called out, "Wait!"

Blair stopped and turned around by instinct. "Me?"

Wesley didn't respond to her question. Under Blair's expectant eyes, he said coldly, "Do not touch my stuff again. I hate people touching my things without my permission."

was crushed under the weight of his cold words.

but he didn't give her the chance to

subway station. The journey was short,

over the desk and flipping through the pages of her English book. "Joslyn, do you think that girl is

eyes and spat, "Miss Jing, please speak

class, and Blair was too overwhelmed. She sat up and apologized. "Sorry, Joslyn. I didn't do

told, I really envy you. How are you able to speak English so well? When you talked to our foreign teacher, you sounded like a native English speaker. I wonder when I

leaned onto her shoulder. "It's because you never concentrate on your studies. You're, in

I simply have no talent in English. Forget about

pouted her lips and began to

women might have done the same things as you—doing his laundry and preparing fruits for him. Wesley is the dream lover of countless women. You have to admit it. It's perfectly normal that he has high standards for his girlfriend. Just don't give

I'm not the kind of person who gives up so easily. I'll make him mine sooner or later, and then we can sleep together every night." Blair giggled as she said that.

don't act so

in. She was feeling much better now, after talking to her best friend. After a while, she asked, "Where are you

was working in a bookstore, but it closed down sometime back. I'm planning to find another part-time job.

told Joslyn in a serious tone, "As long as you don't tell him, he won't

is so handsome that I wasn't able to resist his charm. So, I ended up telling him whatever

cousin was Adalson's eldest son—Hartwell Ji. He

about her whenever he could, like

through his men. But no one was closer to Blair than her best friend, Joslyn. The two girls hung around together

had told him everything he had wanted to learn about Blair. Besides, they had exchanged their WeChat accounts so that she could update him on any news about Blair.