Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Adalson and Blair lived in the same housing estate. Wesley just happened to be visiting Adalson today. After he left the house and was in his car, he heard the explosion. Without hesitation, he changed direction and raced toward the source of the sound. That was why Wesley was able to save Blair.

Staring at the bottle of water in Wesley's hand, Blair murmured, "Wesley, am I a murderer?"

'People seem to think he's honest. He won't lie to me, ' she thought.

Wesley was stunned for a moment. 'She knows me?'

He squatted down before her and looked the girl in the eye. If he was his usual self, he would tell her, "You're not a kid. Why didn't you call the police or the fire department? And why did you stay in the house instead of trying to get out?"

However, he couldn't just say that. The girl's parents died in the fire. He had to be a little more sensitive, despite the fact that he didn't quite know how. "Don't blame yourself. The fire was blazing. Even firefighters failed to get inside. You couldn't have done anything."

A smile appeared on Blair's pale face. "Wesley, can you give me a hug?" Her heart was aching fiercely. She desperately wanted someone to hug her and comfort her.

Wesley was at a loss for words. 'Do I look like a kind person?' he asked himself.

However, he sighed in defeat under her hopeful expression. After a moment's pause, he looked around, screwed the cap back on the bottle, put it on the ground and took the girl in his arms.

Blair held his waist and burst out crying. Her waist trembled against his, her body racked by sobs.

Her birthday was in two months, and now she was an orphan.

A year later

At Hillside Apartments

After the moving company dropped off the last piece of furniture, one of the staff told Blair, "It's done, Miss Jing."

Blair, who was unpacking her things in the bedroom, came to the living room to finish things up. "Thank you, guys," she beamed.

Miss Jing. We're leaving

closed it, she looked at the closed

in the Hillside Apartments for half a month, Blair finally

on the 16th floor. Blair walked out

eye, she spotted a tall figure. Elated, she stopped humming and

to his apartment. Upon seeing the girl, he recognized her immediately and nodded at her indifferently. "Hi,"

seen

"Nice to meet you, Officer Li. I'm your

trying to hit on

"I'm almost never home. So don't expect too much. Gotta go!"

his attitude at all—she knew he was a cold man. 'Maybe he'll be nicer

know why, but Blair's simple hello seemed like a magical spell that haunted him.

had a free moment, her voice would come unbidden to his

home. Blair hadn't seen him for a long time since their last meeting. But fate was amazing.

the freshmen were going to have their military training.

program even started, a piece of

would be conducting the training program.

freshmen couldn't wait to register even though the new semester

they only had twenty percent enrollment. This year, they had

course, found out before

her uncle was

a crush on Wesley. So

anything about Wesley's classified missions. That was strictly prohibited.

the freshmen, other students of different grades were there as well. Their goal was simple—to observe

chose to stay in her dorm and play on her phone. It was not that she didn't want to meet him. It was hot this summer, and there were so many people on the playground.