The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 454 - 451 Perfect Lover 4_1

"A man’s time and money are both finite. If he doesn’t spend them on you, he will spend them on some other woman."

Is that so?

However, she could no longer find any excuses to mock herself. After all, at every critical juncture, she had used Wan Donglin’s money—for her mother’s funeral, college, escaping Wang Xiaohao’s family’s threats, and even this time for her rescue and compensation. She suddenly felt depressed; Wan Donglin’s shadow seemed to loom over every turning point in her life.

Whether she admitted it or not, she had always been living under his shadow—or rather, enjoying the benefits he brought, yet always shying away from facing it directly.

Will I have to rely on him for my entire life?

Or should I silently enjoy the good he has done and pretend not to know?

The person you avoid as if they were a viper happens to be the one who brings you the most benefit.

How terrifying.

That night, Wan Donglin was also in an exceptionally good mood.

He realized this was the first time he had told her about his personal affairs—his family situation, family members, his youth... Had conscience gotten the best of him? After all, she trusted that "feet picker" persona so much, without any reservations. If I continued hiding everything, it would be pointless, wouldn’t it?

He hoped to show her his sincerity before they met—otherwise, if this little T-rex of a woman retaliated, he wouldn’t be able to handle it.

In the past, when they were together, he had always observed her with a critical eye, while she was extremely cautious and calculating. The two of them had constantly tried to outwit each other, never once truly sharing their inner thoughts.

That woman, so utterly indifferent! She truly hadn’t cared about me at all back then. She never asked about my studies, my family, or even a single word about Zhou Ting.

How different she is from the Yan Xixi of today!

She’s lively and cheerful, often laughing heartily and uninhibitedly in her voice messages—so adorable. Sometimes pitiable, sometimes arrogant and willful.

He was surprised to realize that he actually preferred the her of today—a genuine swindler, stripped of all pretense.

「The plane finally landed.」

As Huang Xiaojue walked out of the airport, his chest felt as if it were about to explode. He picked up his phone, intending to call his father, but then put it down. It wasn’t until he was in the car that he finally dialed the number.

"Dad, is Mom all right?"

"Your mom is just being dramatic. There’s nothing wrong with her at all. Xiaojue, have you landed? Are you heading to the hospital first? I’ll meet you there right away..."

"No need, Dad. Please don’t tell Mom I’m back yet."

Huang’s father sighed quietly but affected a cheerful tone. "All right, then. You go handle your own affairs first. I’ll make sure your mother is taken care of, so don’t you worry."

The car stopped on the opposite side of the street.

Huang Xiaojue didn’t go into the store immediately; instead, he stood at a distance, observing it.

His legs felt weak, as if he couldn’t simply walk over. After a little while, he finally strode inside.

Upon seeing him, Xu Xiaoya immediately turned her face away.

He glanced around, and his heart sank. This was the worst-case scenario: Xixi really wasn’t here.

He hurriedly asked, "Xiaoya, where’s Xixi?"

Xu Xiaoya’s attitude was exceptionally cold. "Mr. Huang, if you’re here to buy something, I can give you a discount. If you’re not buying anything, please leave. By the way, Xixi and I have already gathered all the funds you advanced. We have returned them to your father, principal and interest included."

He simply asked, "Xiaoya, is Xixi at home?"