Waiting for them to come back.
In the villa, Ji Wenhan still got off work early.
As soon as Xia Ling entered the door, she felt Ji Wenhan's gaze lock onto her.
Although Xia Ling was asleep, Hai Hai was there for Uncle Zhang's secret photo shoot today.
Xia Ling also knew why Ji Wenhan was staring at her like that.
"Come with me to the study!"
Ji Wenhan strode over and directly grabbed Xia Ling's wrist in front of Cross and Ferdinand.
"Wenhan, what are you doing?" Struggling, the girl frowned. "You're hurting me!"
"Okay. Then I won't touch you. Come with me!" Letting go, Ji Wenhan let out a long breath. His brows were tightly knitted, and he looked extremely upset.
Cross looked and also frowned. "Xia, call me if there's anything!"
At the very least, if Ji Wenhan dared to be violent to the girl, he could help her call the police.
"Mother Fang, Take Cross and Mr. Ferdinand to rest!"
Staring at Cross coldly, Ji Wenhan's eyes were filled with killing intent.
Ferdinand immediately pulled Cross behind him
"Mr. Ji, please take note of your attitude! I don't want a small matter to cause us to call the police and even ask the British embassy to get involved in a romantic dispute!"
Xia Ling: "I'm sorry, Ferdinand, I..."
Without waiting for her to finish speaking, the cold man directly grabbed her hand and brought her into the study.
Bang!
The study's door was slammed shut.
"Wenhan! What are you doing? Cross is the person I like. How can you treat him like this? If you can't tolerate him, I'll immediately bring them out, hmm?"
Ji Wenhan had a faint smell of tobacco on him. It was very nice, but she still pushed him away.
Her small face was pale as she looked up at him.
Her eyes were slightly red, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Those clear tears were like jade beads, falling on her fair face.
Ji Wenhan's eyes were dark, and his slender fingers brushed away the tears on the girl's face.
"Ji Xiaxia, what are you crying for? Cross is so good. I let you stand in front of me, and you still have to defend him, and you still have to be angry with me for him?"
Ji Wenhan did not know how sour his tone was. Xia Ling was secretly happy, but she still maintained her emotions.
"I cried for myself." The girl had tears in her eyes. "I didn't live up to my expectations. I had already made up my mind not to like you, but when you kissed me, there was actually a trace of anticipation in my heart."
Ji Wenhan's eyes darkened. "Anticipation of what?"
Xia Ling: "Anticipation. Wenhan was very mean to Cross because he was jealous; Wenhan forced a kiss because Wenhan liked me but this is the last time I'm looking forward to it. I've decided that if you don't like me, I'll give up. The world is so big, and I've wasted the first twenty years of my life. For the next twenty years, I also want to go out and take a look again."
Ji Wenhan sighed softly.
He looked at the girl in his arms.
He raised his hand, and that long and powerful hand cupped the girl's face.
He looked at her with a gentle gaze.
This time, a long, long time had passed.
Ji Wenhan hugged the girl in his arms, wiped away her tears, and comforted her in a low voice.
"Don't cry, I surrender."
His deep eyes were filled with endless gentleness as he gently embraced Xia Ling.
"Xiaxia, I don't dislike you. In fact, I've always liked you. I don't know what to do with my feelings for you. If I like you too much, I'm afraid that you won't be able to bear it. Not telling you will only make your imagination run wild."