บททั้งหมดของ Addicted to Loving You: The Paranoid and Domineering Boss's Convicted Wife: บทที่ 201 - บทที่ 210

“Is that so,” she said as she leaned forward. She somehow felt that his words were said on purpose for her to hear.His ink-black phoenix eyes stared at the face in front of him. Gu Lichen’s thin lips parted slightly as he resumed saying, “Because back then, I was separated from someone in that hospital. That person told me once that she really liked to eat at this restaurant, so I’ll come to sit here and have their food every year on the day I was separated from her.”“In that case, I think that person must be someone very important you, huh?” said Ling Yiran. Hearing his tone, it seemed that he really missed that person.“Yes, very important. To me, her life is nearly as important as mine.” His indifferent tone sounded as if he was saying something very natural.However, Ling Yiran was shocked when she heard this.Gu Lichen was this concerned about a person he parted with? Originally, in her eyes, someone like him who constantly changed girlfriends, and was even so merciless to

In these few days, she had been working and busying herself with knitting the pair of gloves. Early this morning, she got on the bus to rush here and had been busy the whole day.Hence, it did not take long before Ling Yiran unwittingly shut her eyes and fell asleep.Gu Lichen slid a glance at the sleeping Ling Yiran and turned the volume down.After she fell asleep, she looked even more like the person in his memories. She actually looked similar with her eyes open too, but when she had her eyes open, there was a kind of weather-beaten suppression in her expression. It was something that the person in his memories never had.That person in his memories had clear, bright eyes that seemed to be full of limitless hope.When Ling Yiran woke up, the car was already at the gates of the village she lived in.She suddenly felt embarrassed and quickly undid her safety belt. “How long was I sleeping for?”“It’s fine. Not long,” he said.Ling Yiran quickly got out of the car. She reached

The part-time job that Sis Xu was talking about was to be an extra on a filming set. The job only required her to register her name and leave her contact number, so there was no need to look at any files.It was 80 bucks a day with lunch included. If an extension was needed for the filming time, they would provide dinner as well, but there would not be any extra pay.As Sis Xu said, since she was free on her rest days, she could be an extra and earn some cash. It was a job that was paid by the day after all. One month down the line, if there was something for her to do every rest day, then in that one month, she could earn a few hundred bucks.To other people, a few hundred bucks might not be much, but to Ling Yiran, it was already really good.When she left work, Ling Yiran glanced at the gloves that she had already finished knitting and made a call to Yi Jinli. “I’ve finished knitting the gloves. Do you want me to send it over, or do you want to get someone to come over and col

"Why not?" he asked rhetorically. "Since I need to marry a woman in this life, does it make any difference whether I do it later or earlier? Hao Meiyu was quiet and obedient enough. A marriage with the Hao family could help the Yi family's development in shipping, so why not?"He was talking business, and Ling Yiran felt a faint pang of fear as she heard this.It was like he did not know love at all… Even marriage could be a business to him.What would really matter to a person like him?"However, now I think it’ll be nice if I married a woman who is interesting to me." His eyes were fixed on her as he smiled.She turned away awkwardly. He spoke as if he was referring to something else.She told herself not to think too much about it. He and she were people of two worlds. They would never be in the same boat. Soon, after giving him the gloves, surely he and she would never see each other again."Well... I'll get you your gloves." She hurried around him to get the gloves."No hu

It felt like one of the ironies of life.She did not speak a word but went over to the drawer. She took out the pair of gloves and handed them to him. "Here are your gloves, as agreed."He studied the gloves carefully and tried them on. "They're quite good and warm, just like the scarf you knitted, Sis. It's also warm and comfortable to wear.""You don't have to wear it. Others will look at it and feel it doesn't suit you," she said. His fine clothes only made the scarf look old, cheap, and rough."Doesn't suit me?" He raised his eyebrows and chuckled. "Sis, to me, there's never the need for others to judge whether it suits me or not. It only matters if I feel good about it. Take this scarf for an instance. When I say it suits me, then it suits me!"He then paused before feeling the scarf again. "What's more, Sis is the one who knitted it. In that case... it will suit any kind of clothes!"Her heart suddenly began beating violently. This was the kind of remark that if uttered by