Chapter 2165 - 2168: Who Is Precious Heart’s True Boss? (10)

After speaking, she immediately vanished, slipped into the room, and locked the door in an instant, not giving him a chance to enter.

She then dashed to the window, stood in front of it watching the door, and peeked at his silhouette as he got into the car, giggling to herself.

"What are you looking at?" Wenqing stood silently behind her.

Maimai was startled and turned around, sticking out her tongue. "Why do you walk without making a sound, like a ghost."

Wenqing, with an enigmatic look, swept his eyes over her face.

Maimai felt uneasy under his scrutinizing gaze. "What are you staring at me for?"

"There’s a lipstick mark on your face."

"Where? Where?" Maimai quickly tried to wipe it upon hearing that.

"Look in the mirror yourself." He said, but didn’t allow her to find a mirror. Instead, he pulled her by the wrist, pinched her chin and lifted her head. Maimai thought he was kindly helping her clean it, so she obediently held her chin up, but suddenly felt a cool sensation on her neck, and quickly pushed him away.

"Don’t move." Wenqing slightly furrowed his brows, his gaze falling on the wound on her neck. "A friend of mine has a special ointment, perfect for treating this, speedy with scar removal, it will be delivered tomorrow."

"Sheng Sheng has lots of good medicine, already stuffed them all to me, don’t trouble your friend, no need to owe unnecessary favors." Maimai pushed his hand away and looked outside the window again. Alas, there was not even a trace of the car.

Left so quickly, is it really true love?

In fact, whether it’s true love or not, Sheng Sheng was driving back home alone, pondering the same question in his head, just as Zun Zun called, "Today, Maimai asked me what exactly I like about her, and I couldn’t answer."

Zun Zun chuckled: "Pretty, feels nice to touch, appetizing, exquisite figure, makes you want to hold her, is it these?"

Sheng Sheng laughed along: "You scoundrel, get lost!"

"Could it be that I’m wrong? If not, find something to argue about."

"How did I end up looking just like you?" Sheng Sheng sighed, "But seriously, I can’t figure out what exactly I like about her, not even a single thing."

Zun Zun, biting an apple: "What are you trying to say, dear buddy? Are you implying that you’ve suddenly realized your true love isn’t Maimai, but actually me?"

"Careful not to choke on your apple!" Sheng Sheng said with a dark expression: "I just want to understand what exactly I like about her, and when did it start, what exactly about her attracts me."

All these years, that’s a question I never thought about, as if tossed into a fixed whirlpool, where the theme was set long ago: he likes her, that’s the theme.

No reasons, no whys!

"Why think so much? Haven’t you liked Maimai since you were young? From the first glance, you wanted to make her your wife, during those years when you couldn’t see her, you thought about her every day. Let me tell you, it’s that kind of mindset, what’s it called, let me think, oh, it’s obsession. Lay down your obsession, and you’ll reach enlightenment, I’m sent by the Buddha to save you... beep beep..." Before Zun Zun could finish, the beeping sound on the phone interrupted.

Sheng Sheng decisively hung up the phone, his eyes falling onto the rear-view mirror, looking at himself in it, a man who gets enlightened just like that, had finally sorted things out in his mind.

"Love, in itself, is a kind of obsession, why should I consume brain cells to think about what exactly I like about her?"