CEO Overlord Love: Contract Lover

After Boen finished speaking, he got up and left towards the door.

Without any hesitation, he walked out and closed the door behind his backhand.

The room became dark in an instant, and she was the only one left in it.

She placed one hand on her knees on the tea table, her eyes still fixed on the door.

If she agrees to marry him, he takes her away?

If she doesn't agree to marry him, can she never leave here?

It's a complicated multiple choice question.

It was more complicated than all the exercises she had done in her life.

......

But what can be done.

In fact, she already knew the answer, but she didn't want to do it so quickly.

She already knew that she would agree to marry Boen.

Under the choice of survival and love.

She is indeed not as brave as Yeon Hee.

maybe.

She is such a ruthless woman.

Perhaps, she and Yang Xi represented mistakes from the beginning.

But now, it's time for her to put an end to the mistakes between them.

It's time for her to bury him in her heart forever, and then start a new life.

......

The days passed day by day like that, she spent her last two days here, and before she knew it, it was already the night of the second day.

Tomorrow, she will go to Bo En.

To agree to his terms, to be his...wife?

She took a deep breath, her gaze was more perplexed than ever before.

"Mum, are we really leaving tomorrow?" Pooh walked to her side and grabbed her sleeve.

"Yes, are you happy?"

"Of course I am happy, I have long wanted to leave here!"

"Very well, then go to sleep."

"Okay, good night, Mommy!"

"Good night."

She moved her lips expressionlessly, took Pooh's hand and walked towards the bed.

......

It was eleven o'clock the next morning, when the sun was at its strongest.

She was holding Pooh's hand and standing by the sea, with a moment of hesitation and confusion in her eyes.

But in the end she hid herself and walked in the direction of the boat as if nothing had happened.

She walked to the deck and knocked lightly on the door.

The door opened quickly, and Boen's delighted face came into view. His deep blue eyes couldn't hide his joy and surprise: "I thought you wouldn't come."

"Didn't you say that people of like flock together, and birds of a feather flock together? The woman you fall in love with is naturally not a stupid and persistent guy, is it?"

"That's right, how can I describe my mood to you?" He reached out and held her hand with a somewhat complicated expression.

"I think your language organization skills are great, and you should be able to describe your current mood." She echoed half-jokingly.

"It can't be said that way. It's really hard to find any words to describe my current mood. It looks like excitement and disappointment."

"I know I'm excited, and I agree to be your wife when you're happy, right?"

"True, but I guess you don't know what I'm upset about."

"Can I guess?"

"Of course, if you want."

"Are you sad that I gave up my first love so easily and came to be your wife?"

"Yes, I'm really sad. You are so ruthless to your first love, it is inevitable that you will kill me for some purpose in the future!"

"You overestimate me. In fact, I'm just an ordinary woman in many ways."

"No, you have never been ordinary in my eyes."

"Born, stop saying those words, it's meaningless."

"Well, come in first, it's very sunny outside."

"Thank you."

Born sideways let her and Pooh into the room.

The decoration of the room is the same as two years ago, but the furniture has added a little bit of old feeling.

"Take a break first, and we'll leave here in the evening." He took her hand and walked towards the sofa.

"Why wait until evening? Is there any trick to this?" She asked Bohn curiously.

"Evening is the time for a truce between the two armies, and it is the safest time to go."

"oh, I understand now."

She sat on the sofa, reached for a glass of water and handed it to Bo En; "Drink some water."

"You're looking more and more like a mistress."

"I always like to pretend to be the master, but I'm afraid that you won't accept it."

"How come, I hope to have a wife who can take care of the whole family for me."

"The whole family? Then don't I want to become a woman like Wang Xifeng?"

"Wang Xifeng?"

"Well, have you seen Dream of the Red Chamber?"

"have not seen."

"Actually, I haven't seen it, but I still know something about it."

"Tell me about it."

"Well, it's probably about getting a woman in the house to fight openly and secretly, and thus get involved in the officialdom."

"It's kind of like the "Les Miserables" of the West."

"Where does it look like? Your imagination is too rich, Bowen."

"Indeed, I'm still a painter."

"Painter? I don't quite believe it."

"Then how about I draw you a picture right now?"

"okay."

"Wait for me, I'll get the drawing paper." Boen stroked her long hair, got up and walked to the storage compartment.

He opened the storage compartment, and there was a stack of drawings and a few new sheets of drawing paper inside.

He brought all those things to the tea table.

Her eyes were quickly attracted by the pattern on the sketch.

She took the stack of drawings and flipped through them one by one.

The paintings on it turned out to be some rare plants, most of which grew in barren lands.

"Born, why do you draw these things?"

"There are many reasons for this, the biggest reason may be because of my own family background."

"Oh?"

"I was born in a noble family, and I am destined to be involuntary. But I yearn for freedom, so I would rather stay in this ghost place than go back to the United States to live a life of luxury and money."

"Then why are you leaving now? Why are you giving up your free life?"

"Would you believe me if I told you I was because of you?"

"I can."

"Why? You're too confident, aren't you?"

"Of course, I don't consider myself a Cinderella."

"Yes, you have always been a princess in my eyes."

"No, it should be the queen, I never want to be a delicate princess."

"I don't believe it. It's because you didn't fall in love with me. All the women in the world want to behave like a bird in front of the man they love, don't they?"

"I used to have that thought, but I don't now."

"why?"

"Well, I didn't want to tell you."

"Your smile betrays you, it tells you that you don't love me, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, you're thinking too much, Bohn."

"I didn't, I will wait for you."

"Thank you, I hope there will be such a day."

"Yes, one day I will make you fall in love with me, just like you loved your first love."

"Stop talking about this, don't you think it's too sensational to talk about these topics in this environment?"

"Then what do you think we should say?"

"Shouldn't you at least say something serious?"

"for example?"

"For example, let's introduce ourselves to each other? I don't even know how old you are or which school you graduated from. It makes me feel weird that you suddenly become my husband."

"I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, but I kept calling you Mrs. Franklin. What's your name?"

"My name? I almost forgot if you didn't mention it!"

"How can someone forget their own name?"

"Because that's the name I gave myself, and it feels a bit convoluted to say it now."

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