A Billion Dollar Exchange

The hand that gripped the chopsticks became stiffer and as a steep quietness ensued, Liling didn't need someone to tell her that something was wrong.

She rethought her words over again and didn't find anything wrong with what she had said.

So why was he like that?

Before she could think more on it, Liu Wei had dropped his chopsticks on the plate, it made a sound as it came in contact with the plate and Liling involuntarily looked up.

Liu Wei wiped the sides of his mouth with the small towel by the side and without taking a glance at her, he replied quietly.

"Alright then, make sure it doesn't happen again! "

With that, he stood up and walked away.

His voice was calm and calculated but Liling didn't know why she felt a pang on her chest as she watched him walk away.

She was supposed to be happy, why was she sad?

Liling slumped back on the dining table feeling extremely devastated.

She did the right thing, it was the right thing to do, right? ...

...

Xin Yong cut the call for the fiftieth time that morning. Since that day at Jin Yue's, she had been avoiding his calls.

Even though she was no longer that much sad, she wasn't going to just forgive him easily.

That fateful night, she had cried out her eyes. To think that he had been with twenty five women before her, how was she sure she wasn't going to join the queue?

In reality, it wasn't that she didn't love him as much, it was just that she felt hurt and more importantly jealous. Jealous that he had shared his body with so much people!

Jin Yue had sent over a hundred texts asking for her forgiveness but she had purposely ignored them.

He had asked her to name anything and he would do it. He pleaded and pleaded.

He sent voice notes and all, but Xin Yong didn't budge.

That afternoon, she stepped out of her compound only to see Jin Yue standing beside his car, looking devastated.

He looked worn out and as though he hadn't eaten for days. It was obvious he had been standing for a while because he was leaning slightly on his car, his head a little bent low.

As soon as he saw her, he quickly stood upright. His lips fluttered but no words came out.

Xin Yong paused in her tracks when she saw him, she couldn't think properly as a rush of emotions flooded her mind. Her first impulse was to rush to him, hug him tightly and tell him that it was okay.

But she stopped herself.

Pretending as though she had seen nothing, she turned immediately and walked back into her compound, not forgetting to lock the gate behind her.

That day, Jin Yue had stood outside for almost the whole day. She often checked through her window to know if he was still there and until twelve midnight, he was still there, leaning against his car door!.

Seeing him like that, her resolve was totally shattered and she felt the urge to run over and hug him.

But she held herself...

Why? she needed to know if he really loved her and to be sure that he wasn't going to abandon her later on and also, she wanted to retain her pride. She wasn't going to jump back into him arms, just like that!

Seeing that he was not going to leave and it was getting very late, she picked up her phone and after much contemplation, she decided to send him a text.

'Go home, it's late... '

Jin Yue who was extremely tired and was already feeling muscle cramps on his legs quickly stood upright when his phone which he had been staring at for a while lit up.

'Sweet... 'Go home, it's late. '

Jin Yue read the text over and over and over again. He couldn't believe that she actually sent him a text!

She sent him a text!

That means... she would forgive him right?

that means that she was no longer annoyed right?

Jin Yue totally forgot about the pain and hunger he had been feeling since morning, a slight smile appeared on his lips and he immediately looked towards her room.

At that moment, he saw her light go off, signifying that she was about to sleep.

He was so overjoyed that he quickly entered his car and drove off, obeying her commands.

At least, there was an improvement today unlike other days.