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."

under the weight

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

station. The journey was short, but she felt like she had been dumped

Blair was leaning over the desk and flipping through the pages of her English book. "Joslyn, do you

and spat, "Miss Jing, please

was too overwhelmed. She sat

Truth be 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

you never concentrate

have no talent in English. Forget about

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

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

cheered up once again by Joslyn's words. She hugged Joslyn tightly and said, "Thank you, honey. You are always by my side. And don't worry. You know I'm not the kind of

and snapped, "Hey, don't act so horny!

better now, after talking to her best friend. After a while, she asked,

was working in a bookstore, but it closed down sometime back. I'm planning to find another part-time job. Why do you want to work part-time? What if your cousin

cousin, Blair sat up and told Joslyn in a serious tone, "As long as you don't

don't be mad at me. Your cousin is so handsome that I

eldest son—Hartwell Ji. He cared for Blair very much.

Ji would try to find out about her whenever he could, like her academic results

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

out once, and she 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.