My American magical life
Chapter 488 - 488 77 Out of Control Continued - Possession and Duet 1755316000_4

488: Chapter 77: Out of Control Continued – Possession and Duet (17553/16000)_4 488: Chapter 77: Out of Control Continued – Possession and Duet (17553/16000)_4 She liked to lie, but she hated when her lover lied to her, and she loathed even more the fact that her lover wasn’t hers alone.

That brief embrace was like a castle made of illusions, not a home where she could stay.

“I should still keep you company, Mi’er.

You always think I look down on you, that you’re inferior to Lisa, that I am shallow,”

Ha, that’s not true.

My sweet nothings aren’t fake, just like the help you give me isn’t fake.

We just met the wrong person at the wrong time, but this formal mistake doesn’t mean there is something wrong with us.

I am a man, not a Siren; I don’t have that many false sweet nothings, all the praise I have for you is real.

Okay, the last sentence was a bit false, but sometimes politeness is necessary, yet most of it is real.

“I hope you don’t feel sad, don’t cry.

You should wear your crown, not hide away like a little woman in my arms.”

It was no use; the black-haired rich lady hugged even tighter.

Women, they tell you to roll away yet hold you tighter than ever.

“Let me put on my crown, and you still want the Golden Fleece, Chan.

I am even willing to help you destroy the world.

Just tell me what you want to do, okay?

Even if I die, I won’t tell anybody else,”

If those previous words were full of emotions, now, Temir was just purely curious.

She was truly curious.

CEO Cheng’s tongue was as changeable as a chameleon, the only constant being his avoidance of the real issue.

Time and time again, it had always been so, never a direct answer.

“I want to make those who sow the wind reap the whirlwind, that’s all,”

Cheng Daqi replied in a low voice.

In a way, that was a direct answer.

Temir started to cry again, her tears so abundant that it made CEO Cheng deeply realize that indeed, women are made of water.

“Chan, I said I was willing to destroy the world with you in jest, but if you really go through with it, you’ll get caught up in it too.

The storm will tear you apart.”

Real or fake, now CEO Cheng himself was somewhat unable to tell them apart, but he had a five-year advantage in information, and the unpredictable hurricane appeared to him as nothing unusual.

“All right, I really do need to go to the company.

Do you want to join me for lunch with Wolf?”

CEO Cheng got out of bed, and like a big mouse, Temir clung to his neck and hung on to him.

“Chan, what will we do in the future?”

Now you realize there’s trouble?

What were you doing before?

The emotional brain really can destroy the world!

“Friends, Mi’er.

You say I am full of myself, but I don’t think so at all.

For quite a long time, I wasn’t confident in my own judgment, swayed easily by others’ doubts and negativity.

But later, I gradually discovered that time is the best answer; it has validated my judgments.

I’ve realized the noise of the world will never stop, the doubts will never cease.

Just do it, take shelter from the storm when it comes; there is no need for all the superstitions, you’re too cautious.”

CEO Cheng said this while he was washing up, then turned to look at Temir, assuring her,

“I appreciate your kindness, and I will be very careful not to give anyone a chance to hurt me, so rest assured.”

Strangely, the black-haired rich lady did not reply but just sat on the bed playing with her phone.

CEO Cheng didn’t mind and continued brushing his teeth.

There were a full set of toiletries in Mi’er’s guest room, even a razor, which surprised Cheng Daqi.

Meanwhile, Temir had finally composed her text.

‘Waking up in the morning with your loved one by your side, that must be what happiness feels like.’

Edit, send, with a photo of CEO Cheng in pajamas, washing up at the washstand, a side shot.

Oh, right, the platform Mi’er posted on is called Vibrant Video.

On this platform, Ah Zhao has four accounts, and they all follow Temir —— Little Zhao wanted to help Mi’er get traffic.

In this respect, Zhao Hongjin was the true Angel.

It’s just that…

“Mi’er, I’m leaving now, see you at noon!”

CEO Cheng left with a cool demeanor while Temir smiled happily.

Go ahead, go meet Zhao.

I’ll let you meet her and not say a word!

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Little Zhao was wearing a pretty grey-blue low-waist A-line skirt and a pink-white vertically striped shirt inside today.

Since she woke up early in the morning and was afraid of catching a cold, she also wrapped up in a milk-white casual blazer.

But she had been waiting for CEO Cheng at the entrance of MAS for quite some time, and Cheng Daqi had not yet appeared.

So, out of boredom, she opened up Vibrant to see what comments her followers had posted.

Huh?

Mi’er posted a video?

Leaning against the wall, Sister Zhao casually clicked on Mi’er’s new video, then fell silent.

CEO Cheng, I got up at six in the morning to bring you breakfast, and there you are, playing ‘warm harbor’ with your woman.

Little Zhao didn’t quite understand the concept of the ‘Joker’ because she had never been one.

But today, she truly felt what it’s like to be the Joker.

“Beep!”

The elevator arrived, and CEO Cheng, stepping out of it, spotted Little Zhao immediately.

First dazzled by those beautiful legs, CEO Cheng quickly adjusted his demeanor and asked,

“What are you so engrossed in?”

Zhao Hongjin wrinkled her nose, looked up, and smiled at CEO Cheng.

“Today, I wanted to see if you indeed start work at six in the morning.”

She came up with another excuse.

Hey, at that moment, Little Zhao felt incredibly clever.

“Sometimes, you know, getting up early every day can be too much for me too.

But what about you, aren’t you having classes today?”