The Big Boss & His Dainty Wife

Hai Xiaotang didn’t understand why he was angry, she just thought he was neurotic.

However, knowing that the divorce agreement was ready made her feel happy again.

Dongfang Yu went to the study while Hai Xiaotang went to the bedroom.

Mrs. Zhang was helping them pack their luggage.

Hai Xiaotang offered to help, “Mrs. Zhang, you go pack Dongfang Yu’s stuff, I’ll do mine.”

“No need…” Mrs. Zhang gently pushed her away, smiling, “Miss, you pack Master’s stuff, I’ll packyours.”

Hai Xiaotang laughed, “Why would I pack his stuff? You do it.”

Pushing her away once more, Mrs. Zhang gave her a mischievous wink, “Miss, how could you be so clueless? Master is starting to care for you, you should also do something for him.”

“He cares about me?” Hai Xiaotang was surprised.

“Yes, I’ve noticed it. Master is being nice to you, haven’t you felt it?”

“No way!” Hai Xiaotang didn’t believe that Dongfang Yu would be nice to her.

He despised her as much as a fly hitting a window; he was the one who hated her most in the world.

Even if he was nice to her, that wouldn’t mean anything. That’s just how men are!

Mrs. Zhang laughed knowingly, “What do you mean ‘no’? The doctor said you needed to get out more, and Master immediately decided to take you to New York. He never brought you on his business trips before. If this time isn’t about getting your spirits up, then what is it?”

Hai Xiaotang laughed, “He has another reason for taking me.”

“What could it possibly be? Clearly, he wants you to relax and unwind.” Mrs. Zhang was adamant, “Miss, when you go to New York, remember to let Master show you around.”

Perhaps this would help to strengthen their relationship…

Hai Xiaotang didn’t know what to say, but she didn’t want to explain either.

“Mrs. Zhang, I’ll just pack my luggage myself.”

“No need!” Mrs. Zhang firmly pushed her away again, “You just pack Master’s stuff.”

“I won’t pack his things, forget it, I’ll take a bath.” Hai Xiaotang flatly went to the bathroom, she surely wouldn’t pack for Dongfang Yu.

Watching her retreating figure, Mrs. Zhang couldn’t help but reveal a mysterious smile.

Hai Xiaotang stayed in the massage bathtub, comfortably soaking for about an hour.

When she opened the door to come out of the bathroom, her eyes instantly landed on Dongfang Yu who was reclining by the bedhead!

Her gaze also landed on his open shirt…

Under the warm yellow light, his exposed chest and abs, seemingly brushed with a layer of sensual honey color.

Even lying down, his muscles were very apparent, exuding a masculine, hormonally intoxicating scent… it was unintentionally inviting.

The old Hai Xiaotang couldn’t help but cling to him whenever she saw his robust body.

Now…

Hai Xiaotang just glanced over once, then moved her gaze away very casually as if she hadn’t seen anything. She went straight to the sofa, put on her eye mask, and covered herself with a blanket.

Dongfang Yu’s gaze slowly moved from his book to her.

Seeing her cold reaction, his eyes flickered.

“Hai Xiaotang…” Unable to resist, he asked her, “Have the luggages been packed yet?”

“I’m not your maid, how would I know.” Hai Xiaotang replied nonchalantly.

“Aren’t you my wife?”

Hai Xiaotang chuckled, “Not for much longer.”

“But you still are now, aren’t you?”

“I refuse to acknowledge that.”

“Hai Xiaotang…”

“Don’t disturb me. Whether the bags are packed or not, can’t you see for yourself?” Hai Xiaotang turned her back to him, clearly not wanting to engage in small talk.