The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 495 - 492: Finally Met the Stingy Big Man 11_1

Yes, tomorrow, when I meet him, I’ll wear this.

All night, she couldn’t sleep, trapped in a series of strange and peculiar dreams. Several times, she dreamt of meeting the rude man, but his face was always blurry. Sometimes he resembled a stranger, other times a familiar acquaintance. In her final dream, he astonishingly transformed into a vibrantly patterned tiger that roared upon seeing her, jolting her awake in fright.

She glanced at the clock. Oh my goodness, it’s almost nine! she realized with a start. But didn’t we agree to meet at ten in the morning?

She leaped out of bed, washed up, applied some makeup, and blow-dried her hair. After finally slipping into the dress, she glanced in the mirror. My eyes look a bit swollen, she thought. She considered applying ice, but there wasn’t enough time. After a moment’s hesitation, she hurried out the door.

The park wasn’t crowded in the morning. In a nearby plaza, a few elderly people were quietly practicing Tai Chi.

Wan Donglin sat on a bench behind the fountain, his palms actually slick with nervous sweat.

What a ludicrous experience, he thought. Even during his school days, in his naive youth, he’d never had such a preposterous experience: wearing oversized sunglasses, holding a cane, and sitting here foolishly, waiting for a girl who might bolt the moment she saw him.

He, too, had been sleepless all night. Unconsciously, he’d even arrived an hour early.

Since nine o’clock, he’d been sitting there alone, feeling utterly foolish. Perhaps my strange attire and sitting motionless for so long makes me look odd, he mused. A group of elderly women passed by, carrying red fans and wearing wide-legged trousers, apparently on their way to or from a folk dance rehearsal. One of them glanced at him, muttered something, and then, to his surprise, pulled out a one-yuan coin and placed it beside him. The other women quickly followed suit.

The elderly women had walked some distance away, leaving a few one-yuan coins scattered at his feet.

If Wan Donglin hadn’t been wearing sunglasses, he might have exploded. My goodness! Are these old women visually impaired? Can’t they see properly? Did they really mistake me for a blind beggar? he fumed internally. I’m wearing an Armani shirt, for crying out loud! Do I really look like a blind beggar?

Yan Xixi, watching from a hiding spot nearby, almost burst out laughing at the sight.

Haha, so this foolish-looking guy is the ’rude man’? she giggled to herself. Why is he dressed so strangely?

Suppressing her amusement, she tiptoed closer.

Wan Donglin was still glaring at the coins in annoyance when a shadow suddenly fell over him.

He looked up, his eyes wide with disbelief.

The young woman before him wore a rose-grey dress. Her hair was casually tied in a fluffy ponytail, and she wore dainty high heels. Her arms, her face, and her teeth—which seemed to glisten—were strikingly white. But it was her radiant smile and her lovely, scarlet lips that captivated him most.

The vividly blooming roses nearby suddenly seemed dull in comparison.

For an instant, his heart seemed to stop.

The photos couldn’t capture even a fraction of her beauty! he thought. Even during the two years we were together, I never saw her look this stunning!

Yan Xixi cleared her throat, suddenly feeling a little flustered.

He was the first to speak, clearing his throat. "Miss," he said, "why are you standing so far away?"

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

He patted the bench beside him, his tone surprisingly gentle. "Come, sit."

Dubiously, she walked over and sat down beside him. Though she’d left about half a meter between them, he suddenly reached out, pulled her into his arms, and said, his voice fervent, "Xixi, I’ve missed you terribly..."

Oh, heavens!

If his first words had left any room for doubt, that "Xixi, I’ve missed you terribly..." erased it completely. It was confirmed by the familiar warmth and scent emanating from him.

Wan Donglin! It’s really Wan Donglin!

Yan Xixi was utterly dumbfounded.