Maybe people’s outfits are related to their moods. Today, she was dressed all in black: black necklace, black knee-length off-the-shoulder dress, black high heels.
This outfit was custom-made for her three years ago. Back then, her father hadn’t had his accident yet, and her relationship with Leng Yixiu had almost hit rock bottom. Thinking that their wedding anniversary was approaching, she hoped to use the occasion to maybe save their marriage. Little did she know, she was setting herself up for a harsh slap in the face.
Actually, she didn’t want to wear this outfit out today, but over the past few years, she’s been struggling financially. The clothes she bought were all cheap stall goods, and she really had nothing else presentable to wear.
Later, she thought, since the entanglements between her and Leng Yixiu had long become a thing of the past, why should she care about wearing this outfit anymore?
After walking through a long hallway, she finally stopped in front of a wooden door. She glanced down at the room card in her hand, slowly raised her arm, and with a click, the wooden door opened slowly before her eyes.
It was a presidential suite, decorated in a Japanese style, simple yet imposing. Lin Yixun stepped onto the soft carpet and walked into the suite step by step.
Her heart was pounding fast. Even this minimalist decor couldn’t calm her down. But the moment her eyes met the tall, indifferent figure by the floor-to-ceiling window, her heart skipped a few beats.
She froze as if under a spell, her steps halted abruptly. Every single day and night of the past seven years had etched that person deeply into her bones. Even though it had been three years and she’d tried her best to erase all memories of him from her mind, she recognized him at a glance.
Lin Yixun stumbled back a few steps, eyes full of disbelief. How could this be? How could it turn out ? Didn’t AXing say that person’s surname was Jun?
Lin Yixun always thought her luck had been at its worst these past years, only to sorrowfully realize that luck had always stood against her.
Who would have thought, one day, the person she’d be making a deal with would be her ex-husband?
Lin Yixun had no time to think. Her first reaction was to turn around; she had to get out of here immediately!
But she wasn’t fast enough. Before she could take a step, she was forcefully pulled back.
An unfamiliar yet familiar masculine scent enveloped her, mixed with strong alcohol. It made Lin Yixun tremble uncontrollably. She bowed her head deeply, hoping the heavens would be kind enough not to let her be recognized.
But heaven didn’t hear her plea for mercy.
A cold, mocking laugh came from above her head. Though the man’s voice was very low, barely audible, it felt like an awl piercing her ear, making her eardrums ache.
Lin Yixun bit her pale lips tightly, her body curled up into a ball. How she wished she could shrink into a dot and disappear from this world completely.
"What’s the matter? Surprised to see me? How could you leave without saying hello to an old acquaintance?"
The man forcefully lifted her chin, his cold gaze swept across her cheek. Lin Yixun was forced to raise her head, unexpectedly meeting a pair of sharp eyes. The ridicule in his eyes was so obvious, leaving her nowhere to hide.
She opened her mouth but it felt like something was stuck in her throat, making her unable to utter a single word. She shouldn’t have come here. She shouldn’t have.
She used all her strength to try and free herself from the man’s grip, but he easily restrained her, his thin lips curling into a cold smile. "Is this your attitude towards your benefactor?"