My Wife, The Ice Queen President-Chapter 363 - 0362: Just a Door Away (Second Update)_1

Chapter 363: Chapter 0362: Just a Door Away (Second Update)_1

This scene was too familiar.

Last time, Ye Xiong had been brought by Luo Weiwei to Tiandu Mountain Peak, and on the grass at the summit, he had intimate physical contact with Luo Weiwei for the first time.

Although he had been tricked that time, he had to admit, it was the most unforgettable scenery in his life.

That pain mixed with pleasure was something he still couldn’t forget to this day.

The same night, the same person speeding in the car—Luo Weiwei.

Even the direction was the same, towards Tiandu Mountain Peak.

Ye Xiong didn’t speak, letting her drive anywhere, even if she was to sell him, he would be willing.

Midway, Luo Weiwei got out of the car to buy two cases of beer, threw them onto Ye Xiong, and continued driving until they reached the grassy area of Tiandu Mountain Peak.

“Keep me company while I drink,” Luo Weiwei said as she tossed the two cases of beer onto the grass.

“Finish them all?”

“Not going back until they’re all done.”

Looking at the two cases of beer, Ye Xiong was speechless.

Considering their tolerance, not to mention one case of beer, even three or four cases wouldn’t get them drunk.

One case per person, they were more likely to feel bloated to death.

Seeing Luo Weiwei so enthusiastic, Ye Xiong didn’t want to dampen her spirit, so he joined her in drinking.

There they sat under the night sky, in the wilderness, on the grassland, drinking bottle by bottle.

Although two cases of beer was quite a lot, drinking over a long period, they soon finished them off, and empty beer bottles littered the grass.

Luo Weiwei rarely spoke, only when Ye Xiong asked her something. Otherwise, she didn’t initiate conversation and just kept drinking quietly.

The mountain breeze tousled her hair, that lonely and cool silhouette caused Ye Xiong’s heart to ache looking at her.

To be honest, Luo Weiwei was a good woman.

Whether it was her appearance, her education, or her personality, all were quite to Ye Xiong’s liking.

Most importantly, she had given her first time to Ye Xiong. How could he bear to let go of a woman like that?

It’s just that he already had Yang Xinyi, and there was no way he could marry again unless Luo Weiwei could be like Sister Hua, not caring about status or anything, just to be with him, even knowing there was no future, still willing to stay by his side.

Could Luo Weiwei accept doing so?

She had never been divorced, was young and beautiful, and had very good prospects. For a woman like her, the men lining up behind her could form a group. Would she willingly be with him without considering status?

Clearly, that was not very likely.

Ye Xiong looked at her and felt an unbearable heartache.

After finishing the drinks, he still didn’t make any moves, let alone have any thoughts of taking advantage, which made Luo Weiwei a bit surprised.

Tonight, Ye Xiong was too well-behaved!

She sighed softly and said, “The drinks are finished, let’s go back.”

Under the sky, in the wilderness, on the grassland, a lone man and a single woman.

It would have been so romantic for something to happen under the influence of alcohol.

Unfortunately, romance requires both parties to be interested. Without mutual interest, it can be spoiled.

All evening, seeing her in a bad mood, Ye Xiong had no other thoughts and simply nodded.

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Luo Weiwei just stood up when suddenly she let out a cry, sat back down, and didn’t get up for a long while.

“What’s wrong?”

“Sat too long, my legs feel a bit numb.”

Ye Xiong walked over, grabbed her foot, and took off her shoe.

“Where’s the numbness?” Ye Xiong asked.

“My calf.”

Ye Xiong grasped her calf and gently kneaded it.

Luo Weiwei’s legs were neither fat nor thin, perhaps due to regular exercise, her skin was elastic.

After a while, Luo Weiwei tried her leg and, realizing it was no longer numb, stood up and walked towards the motorcycle.

“I’ll drive,” he said.

Luo Weiwei did not refuse, allowing Ye Xiong to mount the bike and take the wheel.

By the time they returned to the city, it was already two-thirty in the morning.

“Should we go back to your place or find a hotel?” Ye Xiong asked.

“A hotel!” she replied.

The two went to a hotel to get a room. Luo Wei quickly went ahead and asked for two single rooms.

After they got their rooms, they went upstairs, each to their own, without much conversation.

After Ye Xiong returned to his room, he took a shower and lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

How could he sleep when a beautiful woman was just next door, particularly one he had once been intimate with?

He couldn’t resist stepping out of his room and walking across to hers, thinking about knocking on the door.

But standing at Luo Weiwei’s door, he hesitated for a long time and yet didn’t dare to knock.

In the past, he would have already knocked, throwing caution to the wind, acting first and talking later.

Now, he found himself much more hesitant.

Little did he know that in the room just a door away, Luo Weiwei had turned off the lights and was standing silently behind the door.

Only a single door separated the two of them.

The light in the corridor cast upon Ye Xiong. Through the crack beneath the door, a shadow was visible.

Luo Weiwei knew he had been standing outside for quite a while, at least ten minutes or so.

She originally thought he would knock.

However, he did not.

Luo Weiwei stared blankly at the shadow, her emotions tumultuous.

She knew all too well that he was not a man one could easily hold onto; leaving him was the best decision.

She intended to regard what happened between them in the past as a beautiful encounter, nothing more.

After decisively rejecting him all night, if she gave in now, she would be utterly lost, and it would be much harder to free herself later on.

The shadow moved, signaling that Ye Xiong was about to return to his room.

However, Luo Weiwei’s mind suddenly went haywire, and she impulsively opened the door.

The moment the door opened, Ye Xiong turned around.

Their gazes collided.

In that instant, Ye Xiong saw in Luo Weiwei’s eyes not indifference and sorrow but heat and longing, along with a touch of grievance.

For a full two minutes, they looked into each other’s eyes, and Ye Xiong understood her thoughts.

No longer hesitating, he strode forward and lifted her into his arms.

…

In the morning, a ray of sunlight filtered into the room.

Luo Weiwei slowly woke up and, seeing the clothes scattered around the room and the disarray on the bed, sighed.

In the end, she still couldn’t escape her fate.

“Why the sigh?” Ye Xiong asked, embracing her from behind.

“A thousand times, ten thousand times I told myself not to deal with you anymore and to live my life, but the moment I saw you, you deceived me again,” Luo Weiwei said, a loss for words.

“When you like someone, it’s not something you can simply forget,” he said.