Drunk at a dinner party, I called out "Hubby" to my boss. Colleagues teased: "Crazy for chasing the boss." The boss scolded me with a cold face: "If you can't control your mouth, why drink?" In the brief silence. The most difficult client sitting opposite sneered. "She's calling me." "Why are you so excited?" 1 I chased Liam Ford from college all the way into his company to be his assistant. Everyone knew I liked Liam. When delivering documents, I heard people inside teasing him. "Chloe Vance, such a socialite, humbling herself to be your assistant. Are you really willing?" Liam "tsked." "She insisted on coming, what could I do?" The others laughed. "True, she always liked sticking to you." "Hasn't changed after all these years." "But Liam, do you really not plan to be with Chloe?" "She probably dreams of being with you." "Last time her family arranged a blind date for her, you asked us to drink late at night. I thought you cared about her." As soon as this sentence was finished. Liam suddenly seemed angry, his voice becoming very cold. "Just a clingy nuisance, what would I care about?" Outside the door, my hand, ready to knock, slowly dropped. I grabbed the handle directly and pushed the door open. The people inside were stunned for a moment by my intrusion. But only for a moment. Soon they smiled again as if nothing had happened: "Assistant Vance, here to deliver breakfast to Liam again?" The daily unshakeable breakfast delivery. Liam didn't even lift his head, as if he had already expected what I would do. He just casually nodded his chin towards me. "Put it on the table." But I shook my head. Putting the documents in my hand together with the resignation letter on the table. "Not breakfast." "It's my resignation letter." "Check it, Mr. Ford." 2 Several people were dumbfounded. They swarmed forward, and after reading the text on the letter clearly, asked in disbelief: "No, Chloe, are you serious?" Liam finally frowned and looked up. He looked at me. "What kind of tantrum is this?" I pushed the resignation letter towards him. "I'm resigning." "The electronic version has also been sent to your email, remember to check." Liam glanced at the letter on the table and asked somewhat impatiently: "Just because I made you work overtime for a while yesterday?" I shook my head: "No." "I just don't want to do it anymore." Liam's face finally sank bit by bit. When I turned to leave, he stopped me. "Chloe." "If you leave now, don't ever think about coming back to me." Like a threat, and like a warning. I didn't even turn back. "Couldn't ask for more." The atmosphere in the room instantly dropped to freezing point. When pushing the door to leave, there were cautious probing voices behind me. "Liam, she's just throwing a tantrum, don't take it to heart..." "Yeah, you know how much she likes you, right?" "Maybe she'll regret it this afternoon and clamor to come back..." Liam stared dead at the closed door and sneered. "Who cares about her." 3 I threw away all the useless things in the company. In the end, nothing was left. Looking at the empty workstation, I wanted to laugh a little. I recalled the anonymous video I received last night when I was kept working overtime at the company. In the brightly lit private room, Liam hugged a stunning beauty, listening carelessly to the discussions of the people around him. "Is Chloe really obediently staying at Liam's company doing hard labor right now?" "I think Liam has methods. Such a socialite, how long has it been since she attended our gatherings?" Indeed. Chasing Liam for so many years, I, a wealthy daughter, worked like a horse for him. As long as he opened his mouth, I was willing to work overtime and socialize for him, suffering from a body full of pain. In the end, I only got a joke from his brothers. "Looking at it this way, Chloe really looks like the most obedient dog around Liam." And he raised his glass and shook it gently aside, not denying it. Even chuckled. "What are you saying?" "She's the only one around me like a dog, where does 'most' come from?" Causing a burst of laughter around. At that moment, I felt like someone poured a basin of cold water on me from head to toe. Very cold. But also seemed to sober up instantly. Thinking about it, I silently took out my phone and dug out the blind date arranged by my family some time ago from my contacts. Heard he is a top-notch person. It's just that my heart was full of Liam before, dragging on meeting, and wanted to ruin the blind date. Now... Although it seems a bit immoral. But as everyone knows, the best way to get rid of the previous relationship completely—is to start the next one. I tapped the screen lightly. [Can we meet tomorrow?] Didn't expect the other side to reply almost instantly. [Okay.] 4 The blind date was very gentlemanly. Proactively stated time set by me, place arranged by him. It's just that when my parents mentioned the blind date before, I didn't listen to a word. Leading to my current ignorance of this blind date's information. Arriving at the appointed place early, I hesitated outside the door. What if I don't recognize him later, will it be awkward? Just pacing back and forth, accidentally bumped into someone. I looked up. Entering my view was a well-tailored suit. Further up, was a face with features so exquisite it was outrageous. And the owner of this face was looking at me with a gentle expression. "Why not go in?" His thin lips that looked particularly kissable opened and closed with the rhythm of speaking... I swallowed subconsciously. And quickly realized my loss of composure. Because I knew this person. Julian Thorne. A famous tycoon in the circle. I saw him countless times among the targets and objects of Liam's company. But it was said he was ruthless, merciless, and extremely hard to approach. Cooperation never succeeded once. I retreated repeatedly to make way for him. "Sorry sorry, I was waiting for someone, got a bit distracted, really sorry, you go in first..." Result the person in front chuckled lightly. "Miss Vance." I looked up in surprise. How did he know my surname? His eyes were smiling. "Is there a possibility that the person you are waiting for is me?" 5 I was shocked. My family only said they introduced me to a particularly good blind date. But I never dared to think it would be a figure of Julian's level. Until sitting face to face with Julian in the private room he arranged. I kept smiling on the surface. Hands under the table frantically messaged my mom. [The blind date you arranged for me is Julian Thorne?] [Is our family status already able to marry him?] [Did you guys secretly make it big behind my back?] My mom replied with question marks instantly. [?] [What are you saying daughter? Dreaming in broad daylight?] [Arranged is a distant nephew of Julian Thorne.] [Did your aunt not explain clearly to you?] I glanced at the man opposite smiling at me. Could there be a second face this good-looking in the world? Meeting his gaze. I couldn't pretend to be busy anymore. Could only stammer. "That..." "Excuse me, are you... Mr. Julian Thorne?" He nodded, then smiled apologetically. "Yes." "My bad, haven't introduced myself yet." "Hello Miss Vance, I am Julian Thorne, your blind date this time, honored to meet you." Concise self-introduction. Just completely different from the information my mom gave me. I was messy. "But, the blind date arranged for me... isn't..." Julian raised an eyebrow. Picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip. "That kid isn't good enough for you." "So I came." He looked up at me. "What's wrong?" "Does Miss Vance prefer him?" I was stunned. The way he spoke... Why did it seem like he knew me well? My heart was beating fast. But Julian remained calm, a pair of quiet and deep eyes staring at me unblinkingly, the meaning of expecting an answer was quite obvious. I had to bite the bullet and speak. "Of course not... I don't even know him." He chuckled lightly. "Then I substitute for him, it doesn't matter, right?" I swallowed. "No..." Of course it doesn't matter to me. No matter how you look at it, he's the one losing out, right? But Julian seemed very happy because of my answer. He took out a thick resume from somewhere, got up and bent over, putting it in front of me. "That's good." "This is my personal resume, written with some of my basic information, hobbies and specialties, position and salary, and personal assets. Miss Vance can take a look." "To be honest with Miss Vance, I came to this blind date with the purpose of marriage." "My social circle has no opposite sex, I can guarantee absolute loyalty to marriage, and after marriage I will do everything promised before marriage, gifting all personal property unconditionally." "I won't impose any pressure on my other half, she enjoys absolute freedom under the premise of not divorcing." "If Miss Vance is fairly satisfied with my conditions, I hope my wish..." After saying this long string, he suddenly paused. Those beautiful eyes started discharging electricity at me again. "Can be considered." Julian's voice was originally warm and magnetic, that handsome face that people couldn't look away from was still staring at me unblinkingly. I was really a bit confused. Floating on air. Is this my fantasy after being driven crazy by Liam? Hand under the table, pinched my thigh hard. Hiss. So painful! Not a dream. Maybe my expression became more and more dull. Until laughter spread in Julian's eyes, I realized I lost composure again. Hurriedly picked up the cup for a tactical drink. Then spoke pretending to be calm. "Mr. Thorne." "You mean... do you want to marry me?" He looked at me. Nodded very seriously. "Yes." "Miss Vance, I hope to have this honor, to become your husband." 6 His attitude was clear and firm. I was truly at a loss. Since when did blind dates lead to marriage immediately? The object was Julian... This man whom I felt was always unreachable before. Sat opposite me so sincerely and gently. Saying he wanted to be my husband. I still found it unbelievable. "But... why me?" He seemed to have guessed I would ask this. Leaned back calmly, tilting his head. "For a lady like Miss Vance whose character and appearance are one in a million, does wanting to marry you need a reason?" After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at me with a smile. His tone and demeanor were simply too serious. Making me a bit embarrassed instead. I touched my nose. "But aren't your conditions better?" Julian paused for two seconds, rarely. Looked straight into my eyes. "Then does Miss Vance think I am good?" I froze. Swallowed subconsciously. Silently looked at the table full of dishes completely suiting my taste, obviously prepared with care. I wanted to say just now. I only asked him out so late yesterday. A meal today could actually study my taste preferences so meticulously. At least as a blind date, he was extremely sincere. Treating people was not at all cold and ruthless as rumored. Plus his own pile of god-tier hardware and software conditions... Who would think he is not good? I hesitated for a moment. "You..." "Are pretty good." Julian was visibly happy again, lowered his head and chuckled twice. Pushed that resume towards me. "Then want to try with me?" Realizing he meant marriage. I subconsciously escaped inside. This step hadn't appeared in my life plan yet. But the emotion revealed by Julian was really too sincere. I also wanted to be as honest as possible. "We can try getting in touch first." "After all, marriage... is it a bit too fast?" Hearing my answer, a flash of dimness passed through his eyes. But quickly covered by him. Nodded very obediently. "Okay, listen to you." 7 After eating, Julian asked his assistant to arrange a driver to send me back. Overhearing the conversation between the assistant and him on the way, I learned that at the time point I asked him for dinner, there was actually a quite important international meeting. I felt so guilty instantly. "Did I delay your meeting? Sorry, I didn't know..." Julian waved his hand to comfort me. "What does it matter?" "It can be held anytime." Although his tone was calm, everything told me it didn't matter. But I still felt very sorry. Seeing me a bit down, Julian actually bent down, put his face in front of me, and blinked. "Besides, how can a meeting be as important as marrying a wife?" "After all, you asked me out, which is not a good thing that can be encountered often." His face was very close to me. Close enough that I could see his long and dense eyelashes fluttering. And in those unbelievably good-looking eyes, filled with me. At this moment, I could even hear the sound of my heart beating faster and faster. "Julian..." Maybe seeing my unnatural expression. Julian's ear roots also turned slightly red. He slowly pulled away the distance from me again. "Cough..." "Then I'll go busy first." Farewell was hasty. And when he turned and walked away with long legs, his steps seemed a bit... uncoordinated. I watched his back, slowly rolled up the car window. There was an unspeakable happiness in my heart. It seems... I actually like getting along with Julian very much. Until evening. Julian probably just finished work, sent me a message. It was a picture of the bright moon hanging high, looked like just taken. I quickly replied: [So beautiful.] He replied faster. [Yes, seeing it makes me think of you.] Think of me? My face felt inexplicably hot. [Are you always this good at flirting?] He looked like an honest man. [Just said what I thought of.] [Does this count as flirting?] This person... How can he always say words that make people blush and heart beat so seriously? I was thinking about how to reply. A new message popped up opposite. [Free to have dinner together tomorrow?] I hardly hesitated. [Yes.]
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