Tangling with the Western Commander
Chapter 888 - 876:
To determine whether Shen Lin is sincere, a little trick or scheme would suffice.
If he loves Xiaojun, then naturally nothing needs to be said.
If he doesn’t love her, he probably won’t compromise just because of a child.
Although the child doesn’t actually exist.
Li Zaijun understood her meaning, even though she verbally claimed no interest, she couldn’t help but secretly entertain some ideas in her heart.
Moreover, the issues between her and Shen Lin extend beyond this; there are other matters.
After returning from Wen Xian’s place that day, she didn’t go back to Shen Lin’s place directly but instead went to his company’s building, planning to wait for him to get off work.
She sat in a café opposite his company, with the street visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Next to it, high-rise buildings stood tall, and the people passing by were all well-dressed white-collar workers and men in suits and ties.
She felt quite melancholic, as she hadn’t worked since she graduated. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
This was one of the contentious issues between her and Shen Lin.
Before she graduated, she was still interning, but after her company’s boss took her out drinking to entertain clients and Shen Lin caught them, he firmly opposed her finding another job, insisting she stay with him and do anything she likes. He would take care of her.
But she didn’t want that; it made her feel like she was just a pampered canary.
She also wanted her own career, a job, and to interact with various people.
Moreover, not long ago, she accidentally overheard at the door of his study that his family was urging him to get married. But he just perfunctorily brushed it off and never mentioned it to her afterward.
This made her inexplicably angry, and she even began to doubt whether he wanted to marry her at all.
Therefore, after hearing some words at her sister-in-law’s place today, she seriously considered that she couldn’t just sit and wait for things to happen.
Li Zaijun sipped her coffee while glancing at the watch on her wrist, waiting slowly.
The time was almost up.
She got up, ready to go outside to wait for him.
But just as she stood up, that familiar figure appeared.
He was dressed in an Italian bespoke suit, with a dark shirt underneath and a gray Hermes tie. She knew this because she watched him tie it that morning.
Wearing the suit, he exuded even more mature male charm, with a smile on his lips, elegant eyes, humorous and witty—what woman wouldn’t love him?
She was clumsy, not knowing much and unwilling to learn to deliberately please him.
But by doing so, wouldn’t it be easy for other women to step in?
For example, at this very moment.
Li Zaijun watched from across the street as two people came out of the company.
After he came out, while waiting for the driver to bring the car from the underground garage, there was an elegant and intellectual beauty standing beside him, wearing a white suit and a white pencil skirt, with long hair draped over her shoulders, looking very attractive. The two were talking animatedly.
The woman’s eyes never strayed from his face, clearly filled with admiration for him, and...
And what it was, Li Zaijun knew all too well.
She was a woman too, and she understood what it looked like to like someone.
Just like that, across the street in the café’s window, through the glass, she watched the two of them.
The warm coffee in her hand seemed to be gradually turning cold.