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Eating is still the priority; what's the point of getting angry when anger won't fill your stomach?
I quickly drove away from Golden Bay, glancing at the roadside stalls along the way.
I used to often eat these things when I was working, but ever since marrying Xiao Minxing, I haven't had any. The main reason is that I don't have a single cent to spend.
This hundred is like a tip for driving tonight, casually tossed to me by the boss, so I can't let myself down and must enjoy it fully.
Spicy hot pot, small desserts, grilled skewers, stir-fried vermicelli—though it wasn't completely satisfying, I still ate heartily.
Once my stomach was full, I strolled alone on the street to digest.
The night in Haicheng is still beautiful, with various neon lights adorning the city's skyscrapers, winding alleys, and straight roads. People returning home are either hurried or leisurely, each walking in their own world.
Unfortunately, it's been a long time since I've been out on a night like this, and even longer since I've had my own world.
Just as I was feeling melancholic, my phone suddenly rang. A woman's voice on the other end sweetly said, "Hello, Driver? Xiao Zong wants you to come pick him up."
I immediately checked my watch; it wasn't even midnight yet.
Has it ended so soon? I thought he would go all night, at least until three or four in the morning. How many men would actually move for such a gentle fragrance? Just from that woman's voice, I felt goosebumps all over.
But I had no right to say anything about it. While handling the call, I quickly walked towards the car.
It took just over ten minutes to reach Golden Bay. From a distance, I saw a tall man standing under a streetlight, a suit draped over his arm, his head slightly tilted as he gazed into an unknown distance.
The light above spilled onto the ground, illuminating his lonely figure, which cast a deeper shadow on the ground.
I parked my car beside him, hesitated for a moment, and then got out.
As soon as I approached him, I caught a strong smell of alcohol.
Xiao Minxing looked up at me, his gaze hazy, as if he had never known me before, yet also reminiscent of a long-lost reunion.
He placed his hand on my shoulder, his thumb gently rubbing the curve of my chin, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth, which was surprisingly beautiful in an otherworldly way.
It didn’t matter; whether he treated me well or poorly, having such a man—who could easily rely on his looks and whose intelligence overshadowed others—by my side was both humiliating and fulfilling. On nights like this, I should be content.
Carefully supporting his arm, before I could take a step, he unexpectedly swayed and leaned against me.
I gasped in shock, almost picturing us crashing to the ground like two patties of meat; of course, I would fare much worse than him.
But instead of the anticipated pain, Xiao Minxing miraculously steadied himself. He pressed close to me and stubbornly placed my hand on his waist before swaying toward the car.
On the way back, neither of us spoke. He seemed to have fallen asleep due to intoxication, keeping his eyes closed while my mind was filled with countless thoughts and mixed emotions.
This kind of gentle and kind intimacy had never belonged to me before. After the initial uncontrollable fluttering in my heart, I calmed down only to find endless bitterness within.
He must have mistaken me for someone else. Perhaps he treats me this way because there is an impossible woman living in his heart, which is why he resents me for taking his marriage away from him.
So who is this woman? Where is she now? What is she like?
Whether it's said that women have rich imaginations or that their sixth sense is strange, I truly began to believe from this moment that Xiao Minxing could not have been alone before me.
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