The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Even during the Christmas two years ago, when she opened the door and was surprised to find him sitting at her doorstep all night, she never looked at him like this.

Li Zhen remained silent. In fact, he knew many things. His mother once told him over the phone that Huang’s mom had passed away, and they attended the funeral.

Finally, he realized that this story had never begun, so at the end, there wasn’t even sadness to speak of.

"Li Zhen... Li Zhen..."

Only after Li Mingyu called him a few times did he respond, forcing a smile, "What’s up?"

How could Li Mingyu not understand his feelings? Years of struggle, regardless of costs or ignoring time, making repeated trips to Boston, even giving up extremely favorable conditions in the homeland, just to start a business in the United States, all for the day his wishes might be fulfilled.

Ultimately, the goddess graduated, and the distance instead grew even wider, to the point of no hope.

However, Yan Xixi was unaware of his thoughts and didn’t care.

She only looked at the man opposite her, absent-mindedly.

He looked so haggard.

Yet his gaze was astonishingly bright, vaguely reminiscent of when his mother was gravely ill, and he returned, full of vigor, "Xixi, I’ve transferred fifty thousand yuan to your account..."

"Xixi, from now on, I’ll give you five thousand yuan every month, and save the rest... At worst, we won’t buy a house for a few years... There’s nothing wrong with a simple marriage..."

During this time, she had been thinking of him all along, amidst the unpredictable changes as Zhou Ting’s family moved in and out, splendidly and gloriously, but when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter, and overnight, the whole world had changed completely.

She had always feared he might encounter danger.

Now, he was standing alive in front of her.

She felt relieved yet indescribably bitter.

After a while, he turned and walked away.

She followed him.

He walked in front, and at first, she followed behind, then slowly caught up to walk beside him. Amidst the vast sea of people and the crowd’s jubilance, no one noticed the two Easterners walking with downcast eyes.

All around, there was silence.

In that moment, he suddenly felt calm and serene, warmth within. It was enough, even without uttering a word, it was already perfect, flawless. Just like countless times he had longed for, single-mindedly, without any disturbance, walking together in a world with just the two of them.

At that moment, all seemed just right.

Just like this picturesque Harvard Campus.

Outside, there was a very ordinary car parked.

He got into the car, she hesitated slightly, then followed suit.

The car initially drove very fast, but shortly after, it slowed down. Yan Xixi was astonished to notice sweat glistening on his forehead, his complexion unusually pale, even the hand holding the steering wheel was slightly trembling.

She panicked, "Xiaojue... Xiaojue, what’s wrong?"

He shook his head, "It’s nothing... it’s nothing..."

"Xiaojue, let me drive..."

The car pulled over to the side of the road, Yan Xixi opened the car door, and when he got out, he clearly staggered.

"Xiaojue..."

She went to support him, but he shook his head and quickly got in the car from the other side.

Yan Xixi gritted her teeth, immediately got in the car, and started it.

It was a very secluded small house, surrounded by a vast lawn, flocks of white doves fluttering, elegantly and pleasingly. As Huang Xiaojue just opened the car door and collapsed, he almost fell to the ground, his lips turning a pale golden color. Yan Xixi rushed forward to support him.

This time, he didn’t refuse, but leaned on her quite naturally.

His entire body had lost strength, and he was at ease, savoring this final bit of tenderness.

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