Stuck In His Heart

There was a small family party at the end of every month, and all the members of the Ye Clan in the city would go back home. Now it was no exception.

Richie put down his work, dialed the internal line, and threatened, "Bring me a shaver."

The crunch of the keyboard stopped all of a sudden. "For I see. I'll do it right away. "

On the document, there was a key word. It read: take Richie as the center, and take his words as all standards.

Consuela scratched her head in embarrassment. It was an unreasonable lifestyle for her. Who made it?

That man knew clearly that the last thing she wanted to see was him, but he had been trying all kinds of excuses to see her.

Seeing that he didn't say anything else but laugh meaningfully, as if he was plotting something.

After struggling in her mind for a long time, she finally accepted her fate. She stood up and walked towards the shopping mall not far from the company.

She was worried about what the mean man had said to revenge on her, but she hadn't seen any direct action.

The man in the office, however, looked quite cozy. He wore a dark tie and buttoned the last button of the white shirt.

Richie's face looked expressionless.

In addition to a busy life, Richie only joked with Consuela who was like a cat dared not to reach out its hands. However, today's family gathering, he should have to face the tears of his mother.

After lunch, there was a knock on the door of the office. The woman, carrying a bag of shavers, came in with a pale face. She still didn't raise her head, but Richie could feel her grievance.

"What are you doing? Get some groceries and make your face stinky." He rested his chin on his hand, and fixed his eyes on her cold face.

face, Consuela asked, "Can you

she was in the mall, she was besieged by waiters. With their erotic pictures in hand, they smiled and asked whether she

shavers on the shelf and left right away. However, she thought maybe she would never go to that

reimburse you? You earn so little that you can't even afford several bottles of shaver

this in mind, Consuela felt like her heart would die in her throat

a darkened face, she put the bag on the table and

was subtle in the

the wind whimpered in the dark. A grey sports car

steward who was in charge of the house was frightened. He came over and gave a glance. "Master Ronald told

be panic, Uncle He. The rules are set and

dressed in black casual clothes frowned, his eyes knitting

afar," said Richie, who leaned against the Rome pillar with a glass of wine in his

had been living abroad for many years. Richie thought his cousin was a rare talent.

Richie handed over and joked, "Richie, why did you ask me to come here? Do

time,

of his

the Ye Clan, there were not many people to participate in the party. The one who was seated in the middle

better to enhance our relationship." Wendy Su looked at Richie who was sitting opposite to her. She frowned and looked him

that girl, or perhaps her

woman's faint gaze, Richie smiled and said, "Mom can call her by yourself if you

this family gathering was to indirectly acknowledge her identity.

was stupid enough

someone more considerate than her?" Wendy Su frowned and wanted to correct