Chapter 80 - What am I going to do (1/2)

His car arrived at his mansion. Unlike every other day where he had a smile plastered on his face, today he didn't find any reason to smile.

”Brother Dexi. I have been outside for a long time. They refused to let me enter” A young pretty lady whined and pouted as she linked an arm to his.

Dexi looked at her. For some reason, he found her presence irritating. Nothing felt right with him tonight. He unlinked their arms.

”I asked them not to. Your time is up” He almost laughed when he noticed he was using the same choice of word as Sara.

That was his way. He didn't care whether anyone frowned about it, whether the society frowned about it. He was not loyal. Never wished to be loyal. He was even tired of girls running after him all the time. They all needed something—His heart, body or money. Except one. One, who didn't care about him, one who disliked him, one who even timed him.

”Brother Dexi, what do you mean by that? We just started dating a week back”

”I never said we were dating. You were deluding yourself” He walked past her into his mansion. Not bothering to hear her cries and cusses about him being just what everyone said he was.

He knew. He was aware. They all knew also, that he was a hard nut to crack. They kept coming with the intention of being able to crack the nut, to crack him. Expecting him to fall for them. But it all ends in the same pattern.

He checked his home phone for any messages then saw a few from different other girls.

”Bro Dexi, you'll come over tonight right, or should I?”

”Sweetheart, I prepared your favourite. Let me know when to bring it over”

”I had a dream. We were walking down the aisle. It was so wonderful”

Dexi scoffed when he read the messages. He felt am headache coming. He was tired already. That night, he hadn't planned on going to Jinyong and Weiyoung's engagement party. He had to show up after his parents warned him not to miss it for any reason. After saying hello to Li Muchen and other prominent people, he sat at a quiet corner, finding great pleasure in the admiration he was receiving from the young ladies present there. He didn't go with a date, neither did he want to flirt with anyone there. He had to act responsibly that night.

They felt he was easier to seduce. Although, most of them had eyes for Muchen, they couldn't shoot their shots. He was totally unapproachable and aloof.

Dexi had just been sitting there, sipping from his wine glass and dreading that evening because he was sure his parents would give him a proper scolding about his Nephew getting married before him. Then, she entered. She strode confidently, she was pretty, plain, adorable. He thought she was going to throw a tantrum like his ex-girlfriends always do whenever they saw him with a new girl. But she laughed. She called them Shit head–which got him laughing. She also told them they deserved each other and left there, still as composed as ever. He didn't know when he followed her. He didn't know what he wanted from her. But she rebuked him that night. Not once, but twice. He had refused to search for her or anything about her. He wanted to go about his life normally but if they met again, then it was fate. And he was going to make her stay around until he was sure what he wanted from her.