A Billion Dollar Exchange

Jin Yue closed the door behind him and walked towards the sleeping figure. Her eyes were tightly shut and he could vividly make out the dark lines under her them_ she had stayed up all night?

At that moment, Jin Yue, for a split second, he felt a pang on his chest, but it disappeared as soon as it came.

He should not think much of it, she had someone she loved and that was more important. He knew she didn't hate him but after last night, he was sure that she was not in love with him.

He had spent the whole night making up his mind, but right now, he felt all his resolve weaken_ he could not bring himself to do it.

Xin Yong sensed that someone was in the room, a small frown appeared on her forehead, after which her eyes fluttered open.

''Jin Yue? ''

She blinked severally to be sure that she was not seeing things,

''Jin Yue? Where have you been? I've been calling you and you've not been picking up your calls. What's going on?''

As she spoke, tears gathered up her eyes and her small body shook lightly. Jin Yue who was looking at her immediately looked away, his face frosted.

''Talk to me, what's wrong? We can sort things out. Please!''

Xin Yong immediately stood up from the couch and made to walk towards him. She held his arm with her hand as she watched him worriedly.

Jin Yue had not said anything to her since he stepped into the house. She was getting apprehensive each passing second.

Jin Yue, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly took in a deep breath and pulled her hand off him, which made Xin Yong fall back a few steps.

He immediately proceeded towards his room and banged the door afterwards. It took Xin Yong a while to come back to her senses.

Did he just yank her hand off him?

It was clear now, something was actually very wrong and it had something to do with her.

Xin Yong stared at her hand before glancing at the tightly shut door.

The problem was not that he was angry but that he had refused to speak to her. The more she stared at the door the more flustered she became.

'What's all these? Even if he's angry with me, can't he at least tell me what's wrong! '

After a while, Xin Yong stormed towards the door and prepared to bang on it, but before her hand came in contact with the door, it flung open and an unperturbed looking Jin Yue stepped out.

Her hand which was hanging on the air slowly fell back down.

Jin Yue stared at her for a brief second before walking past her to a couch. He placed a document on the table and a pen over it.

''Miss Xin Yong, please come sign this.''

Xin Yong stood stupefied at a spot for a whole five seconds.

That was the first time he had call her by her name; it took her a few more seconds to realize that she was not dreaming.

Apart from the sound from the heater, the room was eerily quiet. Xin Yong slowly turned around to look at Jin Yue, who was sitting less concerned by the table.

''Please, I have an important meeting to attend, can you not waste my time?''

Her eyes fluttered and her hands shook lightly. The man sitting on the couch was nothing like the man she knew _nothing.

He had this cold aura around him, and his eyes did not even glance at her for a second.

If not that she could recognize him, she would have sworn that she did not know this person.

After a while, Xin Yong summoned courage and walked towards the couch. Her shaky hands picked up the document and scanned it carefully; a frown slowly appeared on her forehead.

''What is this?''

She asked; a tremble in her voice.

''That is a deed to a mansion in the heart of the city, after you sign it, the house becomes yours. And this is a blank check, input any amount and it's all yours.''

Xin Yong felt her whole body freeze as the words from his lips came flying into her ears. She did not want to believe what she just heard. Her throat felt so dry that her eyes began to sting; still she forced herself to speak.

''Why are you giving them to me? ''

There was silence in the room for a brief moment before Jin Yue looked up at her with the most distant eyes she had ever seen.

''Are you dumb or you are just pretending to be?''

Xin Yong's lips fluttered, her grip on the document eased and it fell back on the table. Seeing that she was not speaking, Jin Yue continued.