Chapter 1087
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"Is there something on your mind?" He Jue asked after a while.
In the darkness, Wan Mirai's expression couldn't be seen. She could pretend to be depressed, but her voice didn't sound abnormal. It was also a skill. "No! I'm probably tired from work. "
"Go to sleep."
"…" He's not going to ask anymore? Wan Milai had hoped that he would continue to ask, but he ended it just like that.
He Jue, you're a man! She was so angry!
After sending the text message, Mia felt very smug. She had deliberately sent the text message to Di Haotian at night so that Tang Ge could see it. Then, he would misunderstand and quarrel with Di Haotian. Di Haotian would be disgusted with him. Then, Di Haotian would think of her. He would think that she was considerate and finally abandon Tang Ge.
Maybe Di Haotian was arguing with Tang Ge right now! It would be best if Tang Ge was beaten up by Di Haotian.
Mia had a beautiful dream.
Yes, Tang Bao was indeed being 'beaten' by Di Haotian. He was beaten until he was dizzy on the bed. The sound of the beating was so loud that the sun and the moon lost their light and fell apart. He was on the verge of death. It was a tragic sight.
"Di Haotian, you … I, I'm going to die … No …" Tang Bao cried.
"Bao, you're not allowed to refuse." Di Haotian's words were so domineering.
The next morning, when Wan Milai woke up, He Jue was not by her side.
She did not sleep well last night. She had a dream that He Jue was kidnapped by a shameless vixen.
She chased after him and cried. It was so miserable!
Even now, she felt uncomfortable even after waking up.
She had never felt like this before. She did not feel like this even when she liked Gu Linshen. Was it because she had never had Gu Linshen, and He Jue had already slept with her?
He Jue must be dreaming about what he thought about during the day. Before she went to bed, she decided not to doubt He Jue and to trust his character.
Now she felt sick all over again.
He Jue brought breakfast into the room and saw Wan Milai clutching his chest with an uncomfortable expression.
"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? " He Jue stepped forward, put down the breakfast, and pressed his hand directly on Wan Milai's chest. He frowned and listened with a cold and solemn expression.
"…" Wan Milai stared at He Jue blankly. "He Jue …"
"Don't talk."
"…" Wan Milai didn't say anything. Actually, she wanted to ask He Jue what he was doing. He didn't seem to be taking advantage of her, so why was he pressing her heart?
After a minute, He Jue let go of her chest. "Your heartbeat is normal."
"…" Wan Milai stared at him in shock. "Were you checking my heartbeat just now? With your hand? "
"Yes."
"…" Wan Milai stared at He Jue as if he was looking at a god. What kind of skill was this? He could check for a heart attack with his hand?
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?" He Jue asked.
Wan Milai shook his head. "I'm fine! There's nothing uncomfortable. Maybe I had a nightmare last night, so I'm a little nervous. "
Wan Milai turned to look at the breakfast on the bedside table. It was made by He Jue himself.
Was there such a man? He was good to you and made breakfast for you, but at the same time, he was seducing other women? He didn't have enough energy, right?
Of course, Wan Milai felt that such women definitely existed. They wanted to seduce He Jue, but He Jue rejected them.
So, if Wan Milai didn't hold on to He Jue tightly, wouldn't she have to give He Jue away?
No, she had to fight for her own happiness.
Hence, Wan Milai thought about it while eating breakfast. Then, he said to He Jue, "I'm still staying here tonight. What about you? Are you staying in the castle? "
"I'm coming over too."
Wan Milai smiled. He could feel the sweetness of the breakfast.
Wan Milai didn't work overtime that night. He bought some groceries and went back to the villa. He made some home-cooked dishes and ate alone because He Jue wouldn't come back to eat.
Wan Milai sat on the sofa and looked for the TV to watch. Then, he found the palace drama that Cheng Jue acted in and watched it.
He felt that Cheng Jue's acting was very good.
After watching two episodes, there was nothing else. Wan Mirai changed the channel out of boredom.
She didn't find anything that she liked.
Then, she took out her phone and looked at the time. It was eight o 'clock. She wondered when He Jue would come back.
She wanted to chat with Tang Bao, but she gave up on it. Even if she sent a message to Tang Bao now, Tang Bao might not have time to talk to her.
This person's' nightlife 'was quite rich.
And if she interrupted him, she was afraid that Di Haotian would kill her.
Wan Milai took a shower and continued to watch TV on the sofa. In fact, she was waiting for He Jue to come back.
Then, after ten o 'clock, Wan Milai heard the sound of a car downstairs.
She immediately stood up and looked out the window. She saw that the car was He Jue's.
Wan Milai turned and walked out of the room. She walked towards the stairs. The villa had two floors.
Seeing He Jue's figure enter the house, she was about to speak to him when He Jue's phone rang. Then, He Jue took out his phone and replied.
The smile on Wan Milai's face froze. Was he replying to someone else's message?
Or was it the woman from last night?
He Jue keenly sensed that there was someone. He raised his head and saw a figure in the darkness on the second floor. He could not see the expression on the face, but he knew that it was Wan Mi Lai just by looking at the slender figure.
He Jue walked up the stairs and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I couldn't sleep, so I waited for you to come back." Wan Milai tried to make herself look normal.
"It's hard to work overtime. Don't stay up late."
Wan Milai nodded and turned to go to the room.
After getting into bed, Wan Milai heard He Jue going to the bathroom.
She turned around and saw the phone on the bedside table. She was tempted.
Should she take He Jue's phone and take a look? But was it a good idea to do this behind his back?
Would it be disrespectful to others' privacy?
But it was already like this. Why should she care so much? Did she really have to wait until He Jue had something to do with another woman before she regretted it?
Wan Milai lay on the bed and was no longer sleepy. She stared at her phone and felt very conflicted.
Uncomfortable.
She clearly saw He Jue texting on his phone downstairs. He was texting. It couldn't be anything else. She was sure of it.
He Jue came out of the shower. Wan Milai didn't pick up her phone.
She regretted it.
Why did she hesitate? Otherwise, she would have seen it by now.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" He Jue got into bed.
"I'm getting ready to sleep." Wan Milai closed her eyes.
He Jue looked at her and didn't say anything. He lay down beside her.
"He Jue, are you hiding something from me?" Wan Milai mustered up her courage and opened her eyes. She looked at He Jue and asked.
He Jue looked puzzled. "What is it?"
"Like your work. If you have any troubles, you can tell me."
"No," He Jue said.
"Nothing at all?"
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