Chapter 49 Secret Affair Exposed
Ling Shuangjiang's hands were soft and her wrists were slender, reminding Xie Wang of the feeling when they embraced at the airport that day.
A strange look crossed his face, his earlobes turned slightly red, and he stammered, pursing his lips, "Um... you'll find out when the time comes."
Instead of letting go immediately, Ling Shuangjiang's fingertips slowly caressed Xie Wang's waist as she looked at him gently: "Okay, I'll wait."
The two were in a very ambiguous position.
From behind, Xie Wang's tall and broad back completely covered Ling Shuangjiang, with only a small section of Ling Shuangjiang's fair arm visible.
The atmosphere grew increasingly heated. Xie Wang gradually stood up, no longer pressing down on Ling Shuangjiang, and looked awkwardly into the distance.
Ling Shuangjiang straightened her clothes, which had been crumpled by Xie Wang, and said with a smile, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"
Xie Wang cleared his throat: "Going in... is fine too."
"Never mind," Ling Shuangjiang teased him. "My number one suitor is still in the pursuit stage, so it's not appropriate for him to come and go from my house late at night."
Xie Wang frowned: "I have no problem with suitors, but why is it the number one suitor?"
He said with a hint of sadness, "Could it be that there's a second one?"
Ling Shuangjiang walked to the door, gently opened it, and turned around: "No, it's just you."
Goodnight, suitor.
The door closed, and Ling Shuangjiang left behind a gentle smile.
Xie Wang put one hand in his pocket and muttered, "Little thing, quite shy."
As he approached the door, he listened intently to the sounds inside; Ling Shuangjiang seemed to have already left.
He mustered his courage and whispered, "Goodnight, baby."
Ling Shuangjiang posted the sticker on the door and smiled, her eyes crinkling.
Back in the bedroom, he called Lin Yinci, and the two chatted about recent trivial matters. Lin Yinci asked, "Honey, I think you're in a very good mood today."
Ling Shuangjiang lay on the bed: "Nothing can be hidden from you."
Lin Yinci smiled and said, "Share it with me."
Ling Shuangjiang lowered her eyes shyly: "Xie Wang has been pursuing me recently and confessed his feelings to me."
Lin Yinci clapped her hands: "Congratulations."
Ling Shuangjiang's eyes held a hint of shyness: "When I have time, I'll bring him home for you to see."
Lin Yinci: "This is the first time our Ajiang has been so impatient. It seems he has truly met the right person."
Ling Shuangjiang nodded, her face full of happiness.
After hanging up the phone, Ling Shuangjiang suddenly remembered the arranged marriage between their childhood friends.
As if on the same wavelength, Lin Yinci also wanted to ask him, "Ah Jiang, what should I say about the betrothal from the Xie family? They asked when you have time."
Ling Shuangjiang thought for a moment and said, "Let's set it for next Thursday. I need to talk to Xie Wang in the next couple of days."
Lin Yinci: "Okay, I'll reply to them first."
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Upon returning, Xie Wang's first action was to share the good news with his friends in the group chat and invite them to dinner.
[Xie Wang: Brothers, I've been officially promoted.]
[Chen Siqi: Congratulations!]
[Qi Hang: I told you, Brother Xie would be fine.]
[Xiang Ming: It's really not easy. If we don't agree to him by Shuangjiang, Old Xie will be crying.]
[Lü Xin: Brother Xie, you've officially become my boyfriend now.]
[Xie Wang: No, today, I've officially gone from being a puppy-like boyfriend to number one suitor.]
[Everyone: ? ? We don't think this meal is necessary.]
[Xie Wang: Why?]
[Several people said at the same time: Because you're still a simp.]
Xie Wang ignored what the others were saying. He knew very well that if he confessed to Ling Shuangjiang, it would be easy for them to get together.
But he wanted to pursue his little frost for a little longer, to hold his little frost in his hands, and to experience more of the happiness of being loved and pursued.
Xie Wang thought he was incredibly handsome.
He spent the entire night plotting how to pursue Ling Shuangjiang. When he came up with a good idea, he suppressed his excitement and chuckled to himself.
I'm sure I'll be moved to tears by his Little Frost.
There's nothing he can do; he just fell for a crybaby.
Enjoy it sweetly.
[Xie Wang: You bunch of dogs don't understand me. I'm going to keep the love letter Shuangjiang wrote to me safe now.]
Late at night, Xie Wang suddenly appeared in the group chat.
[Xiang Ming: Wait, a love letter? Someone wrote you a love letter?]
[Chen Siqi: Really? It's Xie Wang, the guy who's been pursuing me?]
[Xie Wang: Of course I wrote it for you. Would I lie to you?]
[Xiang Ming: We have photographic evidence; show it to us.]
[Xie Wang: That was written to me by Shuangjiang. You think you're worthy to read it?]
[Xiang Ming removed Xie Wang from the group chat.]
Xie Wang laughed and scolded, "You can't take a joke."
At three in the morning, he got up, took the love letter out of his pocket, thought for a while, found a white art frame, laid the love letter flat, sealed it with a laminator, and then displayed it inside.
After hanging it on the bedroom wall, he always felt something was missing, so he wrote a few lines of small words in the lower right corner of the art frame.
Work: Love Letters to Xie Wang
Author: Ling Shuangjiang.
With everything prepared, he sent the message to Ling Shuangjiang with satisfaction.
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The next morning, Ling Shuangjiang got up, washed up quickly, and prepared to go to the TV station to discuss a program.
When the time arrived for his appointment with Li Man, he got dressed and went downstairs. Stepping out of the elevator, he found the familiar van was not there; instead, a brand-new, extended Maybach was parked directly in front of him.
The Maybach looked very cool, and four bodyguards in suits and sunglasses stood around it.
Ling Shuang glanced subconsciously into her seat, then turned to look for Li Man.
At this moment, one of the bodyguards opened the back door of the car, and a pair of high-end custom-made handmade leather shoes fell to the ground. Then, a man wearing sunglasses and holding roses stepped out.
Xie Wang, with a stern face, walked to Ling Shuangjiang's side, deliberately adjusting his voice to become deep and resonant, "Good morning, my little Shuangjiang."
From surprise to calm, Ling Shuangjiang quickly regained her normal expression and joked, "If you didn't know better, you'd think you were filming a TV drama."
Xie Wang took off his sunglasses and opened the car door for him: "Let's go, my little prince."
Ling Shuangjiang admired the bodyguards around her for being able to keep a serious face while going crazy with Xie Wang. She smiled and said, "I need to call Li Man. We've arranged to go to the TV station together."
Xie Wang held up a finger to his lips: "Don't worry about her, I've already made arrangements. You just need to relax in the chair and wait for me to pick you up from get off work every day. Don't worry about anything else."
As he spoke, he adjusted the chair so that Ling Shuangjiang could lie comfortably on it, and covered him with a small floral quilt.
"drive."
Xie Wang crossed his long legs, put his sunglasses back on, and picked up a magazine to read.
Ling Shuangjiang turned slightly to the side: "Thank you, Wang."
Xie Wang turned his head: "I'm here."
Ling Shuangjiang's eyes brightened: "Will you... pick me up every day from now on?"
Xie Wang smiled and asked, "Are you happy?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "I would be happier if you could be more normal."
Xie Wang was clearly taken aback, and took off his sunglasses: "Am I not normal?"
Ling Shuangjiang sat up: "Did you see something strange?"
Xie Wang pursed his lips, feeling embarrassed that Ling Shuangjiang had seen through him at a glance.
"Yeah, I bought a few sweet romance novels before I went home yesterday."
Ling Shuangjiang: "May I take a look?"
Xie Wang was reluctant, but he still took out two brightly colored novels from his six-figure LV briefcase and slowly handed them to Ling Shuangjiang.
Ling Shuangjiang casually flipped through the pages and saw the novel's title: "The Boss Bking Fell in Love with Me".
bikng means "king of arrogance".
He said meaningfully, "Xie Wang, do you know what this book is called?"
Xie Wang: "I don't recognize the first word, so it's probably not from an English dictionary. I feel like it's a story about a CEO falling in love with a top celebrity."
Ling Shuangjiang gently tapped his head with the novel: "Don't read this kind of novel anymore."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Xie Wang looked at him.
"Good girl." Ling Shuangjiang put the novel in her bag, squinted her eyes, and planned to take a nap.
Xie Wang is much more normal now; when flipping through magazines, he steals glances at Ling Shuangjiang.
Why am I so sleepy?
Did you not sleep well last night?