The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

One day during a meal, Chong Jianzhi immediately realized that Bian Xiaoyue's real intention was not to drink, but to meet Richard under the pretext of a meal.

"You can have dinner. But he may not come."

Bian Xiaoyue smiled awkwardly, but still said stubbornly: "It doesn't matter whether he comes or not, I just want everyone to get together."

Chong Jianzhi saw through the situation but didn't say anything. He just nodded and agreed to the deal.

After Bian Xiaoyue finished her talk, she had no reason to stay any longer. She buttoned her denim jacket tightly and stood up to leave. She took a few steps and paused.

"Kyle, this meal today is very important to me." Bian Xiaoyue stopped hiding it. "You also know that Li Tang and I haven't been in touch for a long time. I contacted him, but he ignored me. I just wanted to see him... to see if he's doing well."

Bian Xiaoyue was usually carefree and rarely so serious. Chong Jianzhi naturally knew what she was thinking. He patted her shoulder to comfort her.

"I know."

It was the place that Bian Xiaoyue had booked, a seafood restaurant downstairs from Chong Jianzhi's company. She arrived very early, and the private room was quiet, perfect for her to read the script. She read for nearly half an hour, and the door of the private room was finally opened, and it was Chong Jianzhi with Nie Zheng.

It was not appropriate for Nie Zheng to come to this dinner. Chong Jianzhi had not originally intended to bring her along, but it was Bian Xiaoyue who suggested that Nie Zheng be brought along. She had long since become a passer-by in Ningjiang, with all her relatives and friends gone. The only people she knew were these few people.

If Nie Zheng didn't come, then there would only be three of them at the dinner party tonight. Bian Xiaoyue thought about it and felt that it was really awkward. So she asked Chong Jianzhi to bring Nie Zheng with him.

The agreed time was 8pm. Chong Jianzhi and Nie Zheng arrived five minutes early. The three of them sat down, and then there was a moment of trepidation.

"Did he agree?"

Chong Jianzhi shook his head, his tone not holding much hope: "He said he would consider it, but I know him, he said he would consider it, but he actually didn't want to offend me."

Bian Xiaoyue couldn't stand Chong Jianzhi's calm analysis. Her emotions had dropped to freezing point. "So he won't come?"

Chong Jianzhi was about to speak when Nie Zheng beside him quietly pushed him.

"Wait a minute, the time has not come yet." Nie Zheng said.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Chong Jianzhi did not advocate giving Bian Xiaoyue unrealistic hopes, but Nie Zheng was the opposite. She could see that Richard liked Bian Xiaoyue, and the two of them might just need a chance to meet. If Richard really liked the other person, he would figure it out and meet her.

Time passed by. The script in Bian Xiaoyue's hand was already crumpled. The waiter came in and asked if they wanted to order food. No one spoke. Chong Jianzhi and Nie Zheng were both looking at Bian Xiaoyue's attitude.

"Don't wait, order now."

Bian Xiaoyue smiled at the two of them, but that smile was indeed uglier than crying.

There were only three people left at the dinner party. Bian Xiaoyue pointed at the menu and ordered a table full of dishes.

"Please tell the chef not to put ginger when cooking," Bian Xiaoyue reminded.

Everyone present eats ginger, except Richard who has always been a coward.

After a while, the dishes were served one after another. When Bian Xiaoyue saw that all the dishes were served, she looked back at the door of the private room, sniffed, and said to the two of them as if she was about to cry, "Let's eat. If he doesn't want to come, forget it. I don't want to see him anymore."

Nie Zheng was worried about the two of them, and she put her hands under the table, busy texting Richard.

"She's been gone for four months. Are you sure you don't want to come and see her? I see she's about to cry. When she gives up on you, you'll be the one crying."

The message was sent, but Richard didn't reply yet.

Bian Xiaoyue was in a very bad mood. She asked the waiter to open a bottle of red wine and drank it as if it were water. After two glasses in a row, she felt dizzy and nothing in the world mattered to her.

"Who am I?" She pointed at her nose and asked the two people, and then answered herself, "I am the most popular female star in the entertainment industry today! Do you know how many people are lining up to see me? This ungrateful person! I won't serve you anymore!"

Although the words were spoken resolutely, Bian Xiaoyue's expression did not reflect that at all.

“Kyle!” Bian Xiaoyue rushed towards Chong Jianzhi, then leaned over to his ear and yelled at him in a crying voice, “Hand over your phone to me!”

When Richard saw that it was Chong Jianzhi calling, he answered the phone reluctantly.

Before he could even say "hello", Bian Xiaoyue's angry questioning voice came from the other end.

"Li Tang, you are a coward! Is there anything you can't say to my face? What's the point of hiding from me like this?"

Richard remained silent, but did not hang up the phone.

"I asked you out for dinner today just to make it clear that I like you, but this kind of love is not without limits. I'm tired of chasing you around. Since you insist on being a coward, I won't wait for you anymore."

"Xiao Yue, I..."

Richard had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to start. When facing Bian Xiaoyue, he was too inferior to even express his love.

Seeing that this person was still silent at this time, Bian Xiaoyue felt extremely disappointed. She was so angry that she yelled into the phone: "I will never talk to you again!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

She stopped crying and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food on the table. She ate very quickly and anxiously. Probably trying to hide her emotions, the two people opposite her didn't say anything else.

The meal ended hastily. Bian Xiaoyue poured a sip of wine into her mouth, put down her glass and chopsticks, and said goodbye to Chong Jianzhi and Nie Zheng: "I have to go now. I have to catch a plane tomorrow."

Chong Jianzhi didn't say anything more, just nodded, telling her not to be too picky.

Bian Xiaoyue was not a person who would listen to advice, but this time she agreed to Chong Jianzhi.

Outside the restaurant, Bian Xiaoyue's agent was already waiting there. Before leaving, Bian Xiaoyue said to the two, "Actually, my agent has been pursuing me for a long time. He treats me very well, and I rely on him a lot. It's just that there has always been a knot in my heart that I can't untie. Now I have figured it out. It doesn't matter if it can't be untied. I still have to live my life as usual. I will never think about those meaningless people and things again."

Perhaps these words were meant for Richard to hear. Bian Xiaoyue sighed deeply, turned around and walked out of the private room.

Nie Zheng found that Bian Xiaoyue still had her coat hanging on the chair and had not taken it away. She stood up and wanted to chase her out, but was stopped by Chong Jianzhi.

"No need to chase."

Nie Zheng looked puzzled.

"This denim jacket belongs to Richard. Bian Xiaoyue has been wearing it for seven or eight years. She doesn't change it even though it's so worn out, just because she wants to remember it."

How could Bian Xiaoyue leave this coat on the ninth floor? She just didn't want it anymore.

After Nie Zheng understood, she sat in silence for a long time. The food on the table in front of her became tasteless. There were only two of them left in the private room. After expressing her regret for Bian Xiaoyue and Richard, Nie Zheng couldn't help but think of what happened between herself and Chong Jianzhi last night.

When she sobered up from the alcohol, her memory was a little fuzzy at first, but now she remembered it all.

Chong Jianzhi raised his glass and took a sip of red wine, then stood up and walked to sit next to Nie Zheng. The two of them sat shoulder to shoulder, and the distance between them was infinitely shortened.

"Well..." Chong Jianzhi rarely spoke so hesitantly, "What happened last night..."