Second Chance Of Love
First love doesn't always end with a happy ending. For the happiness of the woman he loves, he wilingly let her go to another man. Since then, his heart is closed and love is only a game of feelings for him. Why should he waste his time by falling in love with someone else? Their first meeting started with a blind date where she stood him up. Fate decided to mess with their lives and they met again when she applied for a job at his company. There is no doubt that they feel something for each other, but would she be able to open his heart for love this time? After all, it is not easy to compete with the woman he has loved in his heart for 10 years. Excerpt: She stared into his eyes. "No matter how much you loved her in the past, from now on, there will only be me in your world. The unique me who will make you happy and make you forget the past. Wei Zhengsheng, I know you like me, and I hope you'll be satisfied with my existence." •••••• This is a continuation/sequel to My Little Sweet Wife, involving two secondary characters in there. Can be read as a stand-alone book, but for a better understanding, please read Book 1. • • • • English is not my first language, so please expect some grammatical errors in this book. • • • • Cherryiako's other books: » My Little Sweet Wife [Completed] » Sweet Beauty [Completed]
She Is Not Wei Zhijuan!
Guo Bo stopped drinking. After drinking for two days in a row, his body really couldn't take it anymore. Besides, he had to at least stay awake after watching Xian Yijun drinking so much. Otherwise, no one would care if he drank until his stomach bled.
Suddenly, Guo Bo realized that he had a bit of servitude in his bones. He couldn't help but laugh as he slowly drank the ice water.
One of them was drinking ice water, the other was drinking wine. Neither of them spoke.
It was past eleven o'clock at night when the two of them walked out of the bar. They both drank a lot of wine, but their steps were still steady.
Guo Bo held the cigarette in his mouth and looked at Xian Yijun. Although Xian Yijun had drunk a lot of strong alcohol, he still seemed to be awake. Only his eyes were a little red.
Putting one hand in his pocket, Xian Yijun slowly walked out. His footsteps were a little slower than usual.
"Where are you going?" asked Guo Bo.