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

the chance to say anything. The doors closed quickly and the

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

leaning over the desk and flipping through the pages of her English book.

her eyes and spat, "Miss Jing, please speak

She sat up and apologized. "Sorry, Joslyn. I

need to apologize. I know you well. 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 wonder when I will get to

concentrate on your studies. You're,

talent in English. Forget about it. You look super frustrated.

between her and Wesley, Blair pouted her lips

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.

are always by my side. And don't worry. You know I'm not the kind

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

loud, and then Joslyn joined in. She was feeling much better now, after talking to her best friend. After a while, she asked, "Where are you working part-time? I

it closed down sometime back. I'm planning to find another part-time job. Why do

the mention of her cousin, Blair sat up and told Joslyn in a serious tone, "As long

Joslyn sat up too and held Blair's hands apologetically. "You knew about that? Please don't be mad at me. Your cousin is so handsome that

was Adalson's eldest son—Hartwell Ji. He cared for Blair very much.

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

easily get the information he needed through his men. But no one was closer to Blair than her

Ji had only asked Joslyn out once, and she had told him everything he had wanted to learn about Blair. Besides, they had exchanged their WeChat accounts so that