Mr. You, Please Dote On Me

Thinking of this, Shiyao continued to have her meal happily. After a long night of passion, she didn’t have time to eat breakfast, and was starving now.

Noticing Shiyao in the crowd, a colleague carefully ventured,

“Hi, Shiyao, are you going?”

Shiyao and Li Sicheng had been together for quite a long time, and worked in the same company, so their relation was, more or less, known to some colleagues.

Shiyao froze for a moment, and soon regained her cool countenance, “Why not? I wish them stay in love forever and have many children.”

Tired of their buzzing care, Shiyao stood up and walked out of the canteen.

“What a bad hair day.”

Shiyao went into the toilet and soon cheered up at the sight of her tired but young and beautiful face in the mirror.

Leaving in such a hurry this morning, Shiyao took out her purse and prepared to do touchup. Girl must keep beauty at all times!

“Yaoyao,”

Suddenly, Ji Manqing appeared behind her and casually came to her side for retouches.

“You’ll come to my wedding next month, right?

Ji Manqing smiled gently, as if nothing had happened between them.

Shiyao glanced at Ji Manqing in disgust, hoping to get away from her as soon as possible.

“Yeah. How can an ex-girlfriend of your husband be absent from your wedding, right?”

Shiyao picked up the lipstick and applied it on her lips skillfully. Perfect!

“Shiyao, you’re going too far!” Ji Manqing was irritated by Shiyao’s arrogance, “I respect you as my sister. Don’t be so shameless.”

“Puff!” Shi Yao couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “Who exactly is shameless? I don’t have such a sister as shameless as you, robbing other’s boyfriend and enjoying him without feeling guilty.”

Shiyao made a perfect circle in front of the mirror, not affected by Ji Manqing’s words at all.

“I know you are still angry with me, but Sicheng and I, we really love each other. Why can’t you fulfill our wishes?”

Ji Manqing suddenly put on another look.

But no matter what she looked like, Shiyao didn’t give a shit to her at the moment.

“No, I’m not. You’re really a couple of bitches.”

Shiyao proudly raised her eyebrows at Ji Manqing, who suddenly turned blue.

“Shiyao, you… Ah!”

As she was wearing eight-centimeter-high heels, Ji Manqing lost her balance and fell on her back.

Bang. Shiyao was terrified out of her mind.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Although hating Ji Manqing, Shiyao couldn’t help pulling her up when seeing her painful expression.

“Yaoyao, why are you pushing me?”

Ji Manqing gasped heavily, her hair was quickly wet with cold sweat, and her face twisted in pain, which looked extremely scary.

Shiyao suddenly stopped, and looked at Ji Manqing, who was panting on the ground.

“Interesting! I pushed you?” Shiyao took back her hand slowly. ‘What a shameless woman! She is trying to slander me under such circumstance!’

“I wish you die here!” Shiyao took her purse, and walked out of the toilet, leaving Ji Manqing lying on the ground.

“Hump! Stop it. Everyone falls. Just stand up.”

Shiyao rolled her eyes and adjusted herself to be ready for the following work.

“Bang!” as if bumping against a wall, Shiyao felt her head aching.

“Ouch, who is it? Are you blind?”

Shiyao rubbed her dizzy head, intending to keep scolding.

Having been experiencing so many unpleasant things these days, she was glad to find someone to vent her anger.

“It’s me.”

Shiyao was instantly impressed by the deep voice.

She looked up and saw an elegant man glancing at her, and director next to him immediately pulled her aside.

“Why are you walking so recklessly and bumping into Mr. You? Apologize now!”

“S…sorry.”

Shiyao stooped to apologize, almost lowering her head to the ground.

After a while of silence, Shiyao secretly looked up, but found You Ze had gone.

“Pffff! What the hell! How could he leave without saying a word?”

Shiyao said gloomily. She couldn’t imagine how You Ze was going to punish her.

*

It was almost noon before the man in the big bed slowly opened his eyes.

The woman lying on his side had gone. You Ze covered his forehead, “I’m definitely a host to the girl. She runs away after sleeping with me.”

On a second thought, there would be plenty of time to teach her. He was confident that she would call him husband, one day.

*

Shiyao spent the whole afternoon on the plane happily, leaving behind her depression in the morning, and never had she imagined that there would be more accidents waiting for her.

……Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

At 7pm, Shiyao took off her uniform and prepared to go home.

She had thought to fly extra evening flight to make up for her late in the morning. Unexpectedly, her mother called in time when she was off work and asked her to go home to have dinner with Jiang Fengyi.

“This is the first day you got married. You can’t break the rules. Hurry back!”

Looking around the house full of bride presents received in the daytime, Shiyao’s mother grinned from ear to ear. ‘Rich family is so generous.’

She decided to put them away for herself. Now her daughter had married into a rich family, while she had to die alone.

“Where should I go, mom? Can you let me have a rest?”

Shiyao sat on the bench tired, feeling a dull pain in temples.

“You’s. I’ve sent your things over; you won’t have to come back.”

“What!”

Shiyao squatted down in upset. For the first time, she doubted whether this was really her mother, who was so eager to push her own daughter out.

“Don’t try any tricks. Go home to stay with grandma. I won’t forgive you if you make her angry again.”

Under her mother’s carrot and stick, Shiyao hung up and shivered at the thought of You Ze’s cold eyes at noon.

Dizzy, Shiyao rubbed her temples. When thinking of Jiang Fengyi’s health, she dared not have any objections.

“Get in,” there came a low and attractive voice as a red roadster stopped beside Shiyao. As the window rolled down, You Ze was wearing sunglasses with his hands rested on the steering wheel, his handsome profile made Shiyao blush.

She had to admit that You Ze was always handsome.

“Duh! Really a rich bitch, driving different car every day.”

Seeing nobody was around, Shiyao quickly got into the car and buckled up.

Her voice was low, but You Ze heard it clearly, a faint smile showing in his eyes behind the sunglasses.

“For celebration.”

Shiyao couldn’t help twitching the corners of her mouth, but said nothing. Compared with You Ze, her sharp tongue was nothing.