Stuck In His Heart

"I wish my mother could treat you like this. But she has been educated strictly from childhood, so she can't be such a shrew."

He had meant to frighten her with this assumption, but when he saw that she was really scared with a pale face, he couldn't help explaining with embarrassment.

Despite of that, Consuela wasn't less scared.

The woman smiled bitterly and said, "Don't lie to me. Do you think I will be scared away by the expressway?"

Her delicate and white face was made into a kind of wrinkled bun by herself, which still looked adorable. Richie wasn't annoyed by her words. He twitched his mouth and glanced at her quickly. He sneered, "You said except for being poor and ugly, why did you get detested?"

"You said I was shameless and despicable before," with a darkened face, Consuela retorted harshly. She had done a lot of stupid things that she had committed.

The smile on his face indicated that he was in a good mood, and he added, "I almost forgot it if you didn't mention it. Now you see. It's right."

They didn't talk much, but they were getting along well with each other, without the conflicts between them as before.

When they arrived at the Ye's house, Consuela got nervous. Looking at the wide and clean path, she couldn't help but feel flustered.

It owned a vast area, with some buildings in the late Qing period, which didn't blend in with the construction of the modern iron city.

After they got out of the car, Richie whispered to her ears, "Relax. If you screw it up, I'll teach you a lesson."

Although she wasn't too surprised by the grandeur of the Ye Clan, she was still a little afraid of it. She replied honestly, "I'll try my best."

There were a group of experts in the business magazine comments. They would only criticize him for his cruel means of doing things. In the eyes of the public, he was probably a successful and handsome businessman.

he forgot the huge family behind him, and his

on his arm, Consuela felt that it was made of gold.

suddenly stopped. Her hand was pulled down by him, and her waist was almost imprisoned by

anthomaniac. Let others see that I have no taste. What's more, if you dirty my customized

at all! He acted as if

that

but she could not say

them. With a frown

into the hall. He had called all his relatives with Consuela who was in a daze because of the embarrassment. As a result, she

pondering over it for a while, Consuela realized that the weight of the red envelopes wasn't easy to handle, but Richie would take away all

she felt a pinch on her waist. She quickly hid the sadness in her eyes and greeted the old man with gray hair and a healthy body with Richie, “Good evening,

and knee length skirt that Richie selected for her, with her long inky hair hanging down loosely. When

was still sitting at the head of the table. Ronald's right to the table was Richie's parents, on the left were Richie

her. The more she looked at her, the happier she was.

sorry for the girl. On the contrary, she was a little happy.

a girl suddenly appeared

the table, Wendy bent over and put some food into Consuela's bowl. With a friendly smile, she asked, "How did you

mouth twitched. She wasn't afraid of telling a lie. Only she and her companions could see that she

many years. We were in the same school when we were in high school. At that time, I was obsessed with him. Then we met again, so I tried my best to gamble." She paused, "I feel I'm lucky, but it's not

appropriate and there was no affectation in it. With one of his eyebrows raised, Richie looked at the crowd

a softer tone. Although he was blaming her, his tone was obviously happy. "You

on. They all looked