The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 412 - 411 He Loves You_1

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Chapter 412: Chapter 411 He Loves You_1

He stared at her fixedly.

She desperately hid her hands behind her back. Even she couldn’t believe it—how could she dare to use force? She had actually used force against this guy! There had been times when she desperately wanted to beat him up, but before, she wouldn’t have even dared to think about it. Well now, would he really let her get away with that punch?

Wan Donglin glared at her. He saw her persistently backing up, her body already brushing against an old banyan tree. She looked vigilant, like a startled rabbit—uneasy and anxious.

It was always like this! He couldn’t even remember how many times he had suffered a great loss at her hands—yet every time she hit him or hurt him, she put on the expression of a victim. It was really quite strange. He pondered: has this female swindler vented her anger? It should count as venting, right?

When Yan Xixi saw his expression, she became even more scared, her thoughts whirling. Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, retreating is the best. Run for it!

Seeing him suddenly stand up, she bolted.

Wan Donglin hadn’t expected her to run. He hesitated for a moment, but by then, she had already dashed across the road. It was peak evening rush hour. The traffic was heavy, and the light was red. She bolted across the street just like that, a car whizzing past. Luckily, Wan Donglin reacted swiftly and grabbed her just in time. She struggled mightily, but his grasp was like an eagle catching a chick; once he grabbed her arm, how could she possibly break free?

The passing driver shouted, "Are you crazy, trying to get yourself killed?" He didn’t wait for a response and roared off.

Yan Xixi didn’t dare to run anymore and simply stared at the traffic light, waiting for it to turn green. This was a major intersection with a ton of cars, and the red light seemed to last forever. Coupled with her anxiety, every minute felt like torture. Caught by him, she had no idea what he was planning. Pedestrians curiously watched the two of them.

Should she call for help? Yan Xixi kept wondering.

Wan Donglin saw her eyes darting around and knew her tricks. Coupled with the strange looks from passersby, as if they were watching a public kidnapping, he couldn’t help but loosen his grip a bit. His hand brushed against hers.

It was so soft and smooth. Even though it was summer, her skin had a faint, pleasant coolness. As the ancients said, ’Skin like ice and bones like jade are naturally cool, free from sweat.’ This was the exact feeling. His heart once again raced uncontrollably. Suddenly, he remembered that in their two years together, he had never once walked hand-in-hand with her while strolling down the street—not even once.

In her panicked state, she thought he was only restraining her; how could she think of anything else? His Devil Palm gripped her hand firmly. Suddenly, she felt his fingers spread and intertwine with hers in an intimate, ten-finger clasp. She jolted, growing even more uneasy. She struggled harder, but he whispered into her ear, "Jaywalking? Such poor manners!"

His hot breath fanned her ear, a picture of intimacy to any onlooker. She grew even more nervous. Had this guy gone crazy?

Finally, the green light came on. She wrenched herself free from his grasp and bolted.

"Hey... Yan Xixi..."

"Xixi, watch out for the cars..."

How could she dare to pause? She dashed across the road as if flying, disappearing like a gust of wind on the opposite side.

Wan Donglin was left both amused and exasperated. That scaredy-cat, she runs faster than a rabbit. He clutched the spot where she’d hit him, wincing again. Seriously, that punch packed some real force; it wasn’t a light injury.

Lowering his hand, it seemed her warmth and the faint scent of camellia still lingered on his palm. This made him curious: what skincare products did she use that smelled so pleasant?

The red light flared on again, and the endless stream of traffic completely obscured the tall figure. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

From the shadows, Yan Xixi watched quietly. She saw Wan Donglin still standing on the opposite side, shouting, "Xixi, watch out for the cars..."

She thought she had misheard and looked at him, puzzled. He wasn’t chasing her for revenge, just telling her to be careful?

For some reason, among the crowd waiting for the green light, he seemed exceptionally tall, with remarkably long legs. His white shirt made him stand out prominently.

She couldn’t believe it. How could this guy look so handsome and... kind? This made no sense. How had she never noticed this before?

When the traffic light changed again, she saw his figure had completely vanished. Glancing around to confirm he hadn’t followed, she finally let out a sigh of relief and started walking back.

Wan Donglin didn’t follow, not even after her figure had completely disappeared. For some reason, he suddenly laughed.