Devil CEO's Contract Lover

Chapter 16 Fighting the devil

Damon's tone was breezy, but I always felt that there was something in his words.

It's like he's been living in deep water, forget it, we're not even in the same world.

Damon wears black-rimmed glasses when he works, and he is one of the men I've seen who looks

good in glasses.

He was wearing black and white striped casual clothes, and he looked pretty good.

I didn't stay to watch him, but to wait for him to finish eating so I could take my plate away.

Damon mouse click what, browse the file, I want to pretend to understand the company can not

pretend.

I can only play ostrich next to him, fortunately, he finished eating in a while, and when he turned his

head, I puffed a smile.

I really can't help but see such a scene, so a serious Damon mouth corner a little white cream.

It looked really funny, and I stopped in time because Damon's face became not very friendly by the

way.

"It's just a little cream, I have napkins ready."

I handed over the napkin, but Damon didn't know if he didn't see it or why he didn't take it.

I cupped the napkin, went to his mouth, and wiped off the remnants of the cream.

I wiped it off for him, even if it was a blessing in his life, and expect me to be gentle?

Damon's skin at the corners of his mouth was rubbed red, I was in a good mood and took the plate with

a smile.

Deliberately ignoring the murderous look in his eyes, I turned and walked away.

Damon slammed the table in anger, but forgot that his hand hadn't healed yet, and he let out a "hiss".

He deserved it, that's what happens when you do a lot of bad things! Now you're getting what's coming

to you, right?

It's fun to fight with the devil!

After washing the dishes, I went back to my room and took out my diary, which I have a habit of writing

in.

I took out my own book and thought hard about what I should write in it today. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

When I was about to write, I stretched my back. Life seems to be a lot more uneventful these days.

Although uneventful, there are still some small waves in it that disturb the tranquility of life.

Unlike many people, I like to read, and I dropped out of school to raise a baby at home, and for a while

I still couldn't adapt.

Life was spent with Damon, a man, every day, and it took nine months to be free.

If you accept the foreign educational environment, you should be able to learn more than at home.

Isn't Tiffany the one who gave up her development at home and went to France to develop?

However, I was a little shocked to hear Damon say that she had to put her happiness on hold for the

sake of her work.

Tiffany is a bit successful in her career. Besides, didn't he say that after a year when I have a baby,

Miss Tiffany can marry him.

Don't they love each other? Besides, looking at their usual tone on the phone, and Damon's devotion to

me, I think most women would choose to go back to their home country, right?

But I'm not Miss Tiffany and can't think from my point of view.

If I were to choose for myself, I wouldn't say for sure ......

Blah blah blah! How can I add a man like Damon to my hypothesis? Can only see from afar, not up

close!

Or William such a gentle trickle of concern is more suitable for me.

Life is a messy thread that can't be unraveled!

Damon walked in and handed me something at the same time, wrapped in a box.

"Chocolate, from France, Tiffany asked me to bring it to you, I said girls like you love it."

Damon's reluctant look made me want to smash him with the box when I saw it!

"I can't imagine that Miss Tiffany would think of this when she's so busy, no wonder she can do

something as difficult as costume design."

I said, I quite like to eat chocolate, I used to eat all the cheap goods, this kind of high-class products, I

have not eaten.

To Tiffany, who I had never met from afar, I added a little more good feeling, not just because of the

food.

Rather, I was touched that I could be so generous as to think of bringing me a gift.

"I talked to her on the phone and she said she was willing to give up her career to come back to China

with me, but I told her to stop thinking about me all the time and focus on her career, and I really don't

know where she got all those tears and choked up for half a day."

Damon said that when he heard her choke up, he realized how important this opportunity was in her

heart.

He didn't want her to have any more regrets in her life, and if he wanted to do it, try it while he was

young.

"Oh. You did the right thing, looks like I gave you the right cake today." I said.

Damon gave me a different feeling than usual, normally, he wouldn't say that, he wouldn't even mention

anything about him.

"So I want to thank you." Damon said graciously, "I'll take you to a tasteful restaurant tomorrow."

"Good, I have nothing to do at home." I said, "Where's the restaurant?"

"The place where Tiffany and I had our first date, the food there is delicious, you'll know it when you

go."

After a brief introduction, Damon went out for a while and came back after a while.

The mouth is Tiffany, it seems that Damon really is still quite dedicated, very rare.

I also looked up Tiffany on the Internet, in the online my introduction is, in foreign countries the most

promising clothing designer.

This title is not easy to come by, and I hope I can become like Tiffany in the future.

I hope that in a few years I can make a remarkable achievement in some industry. A woman's

appearance is only part of it, I want to be a woman of substance.

Damon took a packet of calcium tablets from outside and put it on the table, "This is what Linda asked

me to give you, for calcium."

I nodded, took one from it and put it in my mouth, "It's so thick and creamy, thank Linda for me."

I said vaguely, and a moment later, I changed my mind, "I'll say it myself tomorrow, we can see each

other every day anyway."

"I'll just say it." After saying that Damon seemed to have something else to say.

"If you have any difficulties in the future, you can talk to me about it." Damon can say such words,

which means he has given in a lot.

I just instinctively did a small favor for Damon, who was emotionally uncertain, and never thought I

could resolve so many conflicts between the two.

"Oh." I nodded and continued writing in my journal.

As long as Damon didn't get into trouble with him, there was little else I could ask for in particular.

The next morning was rather cloudy and I wore a thick jacket to wrap my body.

When I came downstairs and saw Linda busy, I smiled and put my arm around Linda.

"What's wrong? Thinking I'm your mother? And pouting?" Linda said with a smile.

"I'm showing my appreciation to you for the calcium tablets you gave me last night." I said.

"Calcium tablets? What calcium tablets?" Linda said looking at me confused, I didn't give me anything.

"Last night, the person who told Damon to give me the calcium tablets, wasn't it you?" I said.

If it wasn't Linda, then who could it be?

Linda spoke up and said, "I don't know, it wasn't me ......"

"Linda, I want to eat the bread you baked in the morning." Damon came down from upstairs and said

as he went downstairs.

"Good, good, I'm going to serve it to you, it's been done for a long time, I expected you to want to eat it,

is it the kind you loved when you were a child?" Linda asked.

"Yes. I've been eating and eating, but your buns are still good." Damon Ran said.

"The porridge is ready, the bread will be served later." Linda said.

"Don't you have to work today?" I asked.

"Didn't we say last night that we were going to the restaurant today?" Damon sat down and the remote

clicked to see what news there was to watch in the morning.

"I almost forgot about that." I sputtered and wandered over to the kitchen to see the freshly rolled

bread, taking one in my hand to eat.

Damon watched the news for a while, and I could hear what was going on outside in the kitchen.

"Renowned designer Tiffany was courted by French painter Dow Jones and the two went on an

intimate date to sweeten the deal. We also saw that Miss Tiffany finally found her happiness too ......"

Then there was no sound, probably because Damon had turned off the TV.

Linda and I looked at each other in the kitchen, not knowing whether it was better to go out or not.

Tiffany was a bomb, and could affect Damon's mood at any time.

I really don't know if this proves that their relationship is too good or too volatile.

When the two of them arrived in the living room, they saw Damon with a black face again, which was

embarrassing.

I really want to just go upstairs and do not eat, but still forced a smile and said, "Now the entertainment

gossip is also too wide, just love to write! Say not necessarily Miss Tiffany does not even know that

painter."

"Yes yes! You guys are so affectionate, sir, let's have breakfast." Linda also helped out on the side.

A mature man in his career, but in his life he became so childish because of his lover's every move.

He was still a young man in his twenties, more or less the same as a mature man in his thirties.

"I'm fine, let's all eat." Damon said.

But look at his frown, what emotions are on the surface, really affect the next person's enthusiasm for

eating!

I ate halfway through and said, "You're in such a bad mood, I think today at noon, we should not go out

to eat."

Damon asked, "Why? Am I in a bad mood? You talk too much."

Where do I talk too much? It's just an illusion that he's in a bad mood!

"Have lunch as usual, and ask Linda to get you a decent outfit for a rare outing." Damon was back to

his coldness.

Is it possible that what I usually wear is just bad cloth? Decent? By his standards, what would be

decent by his standards?

Halfway through the morning, Linda handed me some clothes, "Miss, look at these, which one do you

like best?"

I realized, although I'm not an insider, just by touching the texture of the clothing, I understood that

these should be very expensive!

"Any one of them is good, I don't ask for much." I said with a smile.

"Then I chose for you, on this one, this dress is quite suitable for you, today it is cold, you can also add

a lace jacket outside." Linda said.

I nodded and it was almost eleven o'clock when I changed my clothes and Linda gave me a nice

haircut.