Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Wesley hopped in his car after leaving the Ji family's house. But he didn't start the engine. He whipped his phone out and tapped on a WeChat dialog box. He scrolled down the chat log to find messages from six months ago. The last message was Blair asking him to book the flight ticket.

He then tapped on her WeChat Moments. He found a new post from yesterday. It was all in English. Wesley read it carefully. She wrote, "Someone says, if you dream of a person you haven't seen in a long time, then he's erasing you from his memory. Someone says, if you dream of the same person three times, it means that everything between you and that person is ending. I saw the guy in my dream. Did he forget me? And I dreamed of him three times. So it's over, right?"

He saw that Talbot left a comment a few minutes ago. "What do you mean?" he wrote.

Wesley sat in the driver's seat, patiently waiting for Blair's reply to Talbot's comment. A few minutes later, she replied in Chinese, "I meant I was sleepy. Time for bed."

Wesley sighed. He wanted to post a comment, but didn't know what to say.

Blair rarely updated her Moments. But compared to Wesley, who never posted anything, she was an active user.

After scrolling through her posts, Wesley locked his phone and rested his head on the steering wheel, deep in thought.

He hadn't seen Blair in over six months. However, he felt like the girl had sown a seed in his heart, and it began to sprout, blooming and growing minute by minute. Her kiss, the soft touch of her hand, and her incredible beauty in that wedding gown haunted his mind every day. He couldn't shake off these thoughts.

Her words always rang in the back of his mind. "I'm your new neighbor. I may have to bug you more..." "Will you stay with me and let your feelings for me grow..."

As soon as Wesley returned to his platoon, he went to the dormitory to find Talbot. At that time, there was a crowd of soldiers around Talbot, all staring at what was on his phone. They were so engrossed they didn't notice Wesley had come in.

They were gossiping. "I bet our leader's sitting in a corner somewhere, reading Blair's post."

"Probably. My brother told me one thing. He saw our leader's phone one time. He didn't lock it in time. Guess what was on his screen? Blair's WeChat Moments!"

got it bad for her. Ever since he turned her down, he's

her... Proposing in public wearing a wedding gown? Bold move. Really, if I were her, I'd hate him for rejecting me like that. He was so

voice interrupted them. "So what's it to you, huh? Mind your

of them asking, so he answered, "Blair is a goddess! But our leader can't see that, even though she loves

the voice. He nervously tugged at the hems of Talbot's and other

and leaped up from their

time now," another soldier said. He meant to say that they had the freedom to talk and

the soldiers. He ordered them, "Two hundred push-ups now, all of you. Never mention her name again.

worried. They wanted to beg for mercy, but decided against it—they'd probably get worse. Left with no choice, they lined up in a row, dropped to the floor to assume the

took off his army cap, put it

stopped complaining. They focused on

feeling extremely gloomy after a phone call from her maternal grandpa—Gilbert Ji. She had planned to pick up some part-time jobs in England during the holidays. But her grandpa had already booked a flight ticket for her,

the second day of the Spring Festival, Blair's plane touched down in the city airport in the afternoon. Wacian came to pick her up. Blair had told Miller her ETA beforehand. But her fiance wasn't around now. He had returned to his hometown to visit

bouquet of lilies in his hand. When they reached

to her and then took the

breathed in the fragrance of the lilies,

"Wow, you're even hotter than

"You're wrong. I was lazy. I

forward. He slightly tapped her forehead. "I know you like to slack off. Lucky you're so smart.

exit of the airport. Suddenly, a tall figure