Chapter 172 - Handsome Not For Long (1/2)
They were proud of wearing this pair of cufflinks, but they did not understand the meaning behind the cufflinks.
“The Garden of Eden I ordered to be created all used cat’s eye stones,” Ye Ling said.
There was nothing more touching for a jewelry designer than their design being acknowledged by someone.
Shen Qianshu’s eyes watered, and a lump formed in her throat.
The car stopped in front of a clubhouse. Ye Ling hopped off the car while Shen Qianshu sat on the passenger seat, not moving at all. Her emotions were unable to subside.
Seeing no movement from her at all, Ye Ling walked over to her side.
His temper rising again.
“Shen Qianshu, where did you learn to behave like a spoiled lady? Are you demanding me to open the door for you?” Ye Ling opened the car door and scolded her at the same time, his actions not matching with his words. Shen Qianshu’s head was still lowered, and she was filled with mixed feelings of grief and joy. Ye Ling’s expression darkened, and he said, “Don’t go overboard, do I have to act all gentlemanly for you to come out?”
Master, I was slightly moved by you and just felt like crying, don’t misunderstand.
“You are dreaming! Get down quickly!”
Shen Qianshu was speechless.
Alright, what being moved? it was just all an illusion.
After being moved to tears throughout the whole journey, she was just like a sand sculpture.
“Why are you crying?” Ye Ling finally realized that there was something off with Shen Qianshu. He immediately lifted up her chin, forcing her to look up.
Her eyes were still filled with unfallen tears.
In front of him, she was completely exposed.
“Who bullied you?” Ye Ling was furious, and he felt like killing the person who bullied her. However, after much thought, he said, “Why are you such a wimp? I only scolded you slightly and you are crying, are you made of water? I have hit you so many times, and you didn’t even cry then.”
Shen Qianshu was speechless.
He made her speechless every time.
Shen Qianshu suddenly took a step forward and hugged him. Her hands wrapped around his waist, and her face leaned onto his chest. Ye Ling was shocked, and a crisp fragrance brushed past his nose. All he could smell was longing. When he was not in his right mind the past seven years, he could always briefly smell this scent, and it brought from hell back to heaven.
All his anger was appeased.
All his pores were bursting with joy.
She initiated the hug.