Max stared at the little woman sitting next to him. Her almond eyes were staring, as if she herself didn’t
notice that there was still a hint of dissatisfaction in her clear eyes, even though she has already
concealed her emotions well.
Max pressed his lips, squinted at her and said in a low voice, "You don't believe me?"
Leila was shocked. After getting along with each other for a while, she knew how dangerous this
question would be. After thinking for a while, she chose the greatest explanation to answer, "I just think
it’s not good to keep bothering you all the time."
It was rare to hear this in his life. In the past, when women had sex with him, they were more
ambitious, being aimed at far more distant than the sea. Yet Leila was the first one to say the word
“bother”.
This made Max come to realize that Leila was still suppressed when she promised to be his woman.
Then there was a strange feeling flashing across his heart. He looked at her lightly and saw that she
was in vigilance, who just like a startled cat facing a jackal.
"It's your duty as my woman."
What Max has said indirectly shew that he wasn't alienated from her. He caught her point. She would
do whatever he asked as long as he pointed out that he was the center.
Leila has already acquiesced in his arrangement. She nodded and said obediently, "I see."
Since Max has spoken up, Leila didn't need to worry about it. She picked up the fruit beside her and
began to peel its skin wearily. Then she was supporting her chin with her hands while watching
entertainment news on TV.
Out of the corner of her eye, Max by her side was making a phone call with someone. Leila didn't care
about his work yet there were still some words flowing to her ears.
"Draft the contract for the investment."
His voice had a special magnetic feature. When she was in college, Leila was an anchor. She thought
her voice was excellent, but it was not worth mentioning in front of Max. This man had a lot of things
better than her.
Therefore, Leila habitually tended to be partial to him, thinking that whatever he said was right. This
kind of mentality was unconsciously developed. Leila sighed a little secretly and thought this has come
from her servility.
The voice of Max was heard by Leila.
"Send it here now."
Then Max hung up the phone. Leila habitually looked at him and said, "Is someone coming here later?"
"Yes." said Max, but he didn't continue. Leila understood. It was still raining outside, and there seemed
to be some uneasy emotion spreading.
In the big apartment, Leila could only hear the noise of servants vaguely coming out from the kitchen.
Others were the sound of rain dripping from outside. The apartment had a good sound insulation effect.
Even so, the sound of hurried rain and water outside could still be heard. One could see how heavy the
rain was.
Suddenly, the phone on the table began to vibrate, and Leila almost thought it was hers, but she
suddenly remembered that when she was in Max's apartment, her phone has always been in silent
state. Out of the corner of her eye, Max answered the phone, the expression on his face changed, and
his tone lost its usual calmness.
"Which hospital?"
Hearing this, Leila knew something was wrong. In this world, only his childhood sweetheart Rosa could
make Max so worried. Leila withdrew her gaze and changed to another channel casually.
Max stood up and left in a hurry. When he arrived at the door, he turned around and said, "Someone
will send a document here later. You receive the document and go to the company with it tomorrow."
Without waiting for Leila's answer, Max quickly disappeared in the darkness. Leila breathed a sigh of
relief, but there was also somewhat strange emotion rising from her heart. She frowned and
suppressed the strange feeling, waiting quietly for what Max said "someone.".
Soon enough, there was a knock on the door. Leila appreciated the high efficiency. When she opened
the door, she was a little stunned. Looking at the man in front of her, she felt he looked pretty familiar.
"Leila?"
The man's voice was as handsome as his appearance, and it sounded very comfortable. Leila was
always able to tell who was speaking. She was a little surprised, "Senior?"
The man in front of her was Robert, who has talked well with her in the school broadcast club. He took
a glance at the apartment behind Leila. He had heard about the rumor, but he didn't expect that Leila
was really the one he knew.
"Are you okay?"
Hearing Robert’s question, Leila felt a little awkward. She didn't expect such a scene when they met
again. She pressed her lips and said, "Not bad. It's raining heavily outside. Come in and have a seat."
With a faint smile, Robert waved his hand and said, "No, thanks, Mr. Mu asked me to send you the
document."
He handed the document over to Leila, who took a look at it and found it was an investment contract.
She didn't know what to say for a moment, yet Robert said naturally, "I'm now an assistant for Mr. Mu in
the Mu Group, and if you have anything, just tell me."
Leila nodded. She saw Robert get on the car, then rain drops splashed everywhere.
Taking the document in her hand into the apartment, Leila wanted to open it, but she felt it was
improper. In fact, she has already got a rough idea that this investment contract should be prepared to
the Song Group. After thinking for a while, she decided to put it aside.
Robert's sudden appearance reminded her of a person, who she seemed to know well in the school
broadcast club. If her memory served her right, that person was Wendi.
It was not impossible for Leila to work with Wendi in the same club as their university was the same.
She just didn't have a deep impression of Wendi at that time. So that when she saw Wendi, Leila
couldn’t remember who she was. If it wasn't for the appearance of Robert bringing some impression to
her, Leila might not remember Wendi all her life.
The memory of a person was limited. It was known that organizing and deleting properly were the keys
to ensure the good work of one's brain.
For Leila, tonight was undoubtedly a pleasant one, but for Max it was a heavy one.
Max has received a call from Mr. Zhang, who said that Rosa was hit by a car when she got out of her
car and was being rescued in the hospital.
Max was no longer as affectionate as he was towards Rosa seven years ago. However, the
relationship between them in the past twenty years couldn't be erased overnight. He was engulfed by
panic, but strangely, he didn't feel sorry for her.
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