At that time, she really thought she'd never see Xi Mohan again, but luckily she could still see him now and genuinely feel the man's heartbeat.
Even though the girl's tears, and even her snot, were all rubbing against him, despite his being a clean freak, he didn't push her away but gently patted her back without speaking.
A few minutes later, Ning Wan sat in the living room of the presidential suite, drinking the congee that Xi Mohan had specially cooked for her in the kitchen, but her eyes were fixed on the man, unable to look away.
Xi Mohan was sitting across from her with a document in hand, noticing Ning Wan's gaze, he furrowed his brows slightly, then looked at her and spoke with some displeasure in his tone, "Ning Wan, drink your congee properly, why are you staring at me?"
The girl bit the ceramic spoon in her mouth and blurted out subconsciously, "I want to have you."
