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."

heart was crushed under the weight of his

to say anything. The doors closed quickly and

estate and arrived at the subway station. The journey was short, but she felt like she had been

her English book. "Joslyn, do

spat, "Miss

too overwhelmed. She sat up and

you sounded like a native English speaker. I wonder when I will get to be that

because you never concentrate on your studies. You're, in

in English. Forget about

pouted her lips and began to tell her best

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 up so easily. You are pretty, and you have your uncle backing you up. I believe that you'll get what you want

my side. And don't worry. You know 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

"Hey, don't act so horny!

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

planning to find another

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

knew about that? Please don't be mad at me. Your cousin is so

Adalson's eldest son—Hartwell Ji. He cared

Blair's parents passed away, Hartwell Ji would try to find out about her whenever he could, like her academic results and her behavior

resources, he could easily get the information he needed through his men. But no one was closer to Blair than her best friend, Joslyn. The

had wanted to learn about Blair. Besides, they had exchanged their WeChat accounts so that