Chapter 1330Chapter 1330
Xavier was stunned and then laughed. “I knew it. This is what I told her. Isn’t it true that all women who
fall in love with you end up miserable, save for Stella?”
Weston had no time to listen to all of these. He pondered and suddenly stopped and looked at him. “Do
you think my hands look nice?”
Xavier was still smiling. The smile did not fade when he heard Weston. Thinking that he had heard
wrong, he asked, “What did you just say?”
This question didn’t sound like Weston at all.
It convinced him even more that he must’ve heard it wrong.
Although he was not very young, he was not so old that his hearing had gone bad.
Weston paused for a while, and embarrassment flashed across his eyes.
However, he still asked, “Do you think my hands look nice?”
Xavier did not say anything.
After a long pause, he looked at Weston. “Are you going crazy?”
As he was saying that, he walked to Weston and reached his hand out wanting to touch his forehead, but
Weston pushed him away coldly. “I know I shouldn’t have asked you.”
After that, he turned around and walked away.
Xavier quickly blocked him. “Don’t be so rash. Why are you asking this scary question all of a sudden?”Weston pinched his glabella. Before he said anything, Xavier’s eyes lit up. “I know, it’s because of Stella,
isn’t it?”
Other than Stella, he did not know who had the magic power to make such a frightening change in
Weston. Weston said nothing and remained silent.
But his silence meant acquiescence. Xavier could not help but laugh out loud, and it was getting louder
and louder.
The man glared at Xavier coldly. “Have you laughed enough?”
After saying that, he wanted to leave, but Xavier stopped him quickly. He laughed so hard that tears
came out of his eyes. “Don’t go. If you want to know what a woman is thinking, I am the best person to
ask.”
Weston paused in his tracks and looked at him. Indeed, Xavier knew more about matters like these.
Navig@te back to th€ roots of thïš substance at n0v^lebookAlthough he was never short of women, he never had to guess what was in their minds. It was always
they who held him in their palms, and he basically did not know how to please a woman.
Xavier pulled a chair and sat in front of him. “I guess you are asking this because Stella said she likes a
man with nice–looking hands, doesn’t she?”
Weston remained silent, it was still an acquiescence.
Xavier said, “Apart from the most basic strength a man should have, what a woman likes will be wealth,
background, appearance, and height. Of course, there will be some other unusual preferences. Take me
as an example. As a man, I am very fond of boobs and long legs, so a woman would surely have her
favorite parts.”
Weston pondered for a moment and asked, “Other than hands, what other places would a woman like?”“For example, the voice, some women are completely resistant to the low sound of a man, and some
women like Adam’s apple…”
The more Weston listened to him, the more confused he was. He looked at Xavier, “Anything else?”
“In short, any part of your body has the potential to become an aphrodisiac for women, depending on
how you use it.”
“Talking to you is a waste of time.” Weston then swept him a faint glance, got up, and left.
Looking at his back, Xavier let out a long sigh.
He did not expect that Weston would one day ask him about the preferences of a woman. He really felt
as if the sun rose from the west.
Daisy came in after Weston left and was surprised to see Xavier sitting in the office.
She had just heard from the receptionist that Mr. Ford seemed to have returned from the dead and came
to the office.