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."

the weight of his cold words.

apologize to him for intruding, but he didn't give her the chance to say anything. The doors

arrived at the subway station. The journey was short, but she felt like she had been dumped a thousand

and flipping through the pages of her English book.

her eyes and spat, "Miss Jing,

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

able to speak English so well? When you talked to our foreign teacher, you sounded like a native English speaker. I wonder when I will get to be that good at speaking English. When that day comes, my mom

her shoulder. "It's because you never concentrate on your studies. You're, in fact, smarter than

Forget about it. You

Wesley, Blair pouted her lips and began to tell her best friend

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

I'm not the kind of person who gives

poked her in the forehead and snapped, "Hey, don't act so horny! Your superhero might get scared

much better now, after talking to her best friend. After a while, she asked, "Where are you working part-time? I want to work

find another part-time job. Why do you want to work

cousin, Blair sat up and told Joslyn in a

and held Blair's hands apologetically. "You knew about that? Please don't be mad at me. Your cousin is so handsome that I wasn't able to resist his charm. So, I ended up telling him whatever he wanted to know about

Adalson's eldest son—Hartwell Ji. He

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

was closer to Blair than her best friend, Joslyn. The two girls

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