My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 111: I Don't Sleep with Someone Else's Boyfriend

As soon as Wendy raised her head, she saw the expectant look in Ryan's eyes.

Knowing that he misunderstood her, she waved her hand and explained quickly, "I...It's not what Imean."

"Then what do you mean?"Ryan asked.

‘What do I mean? I don't know!’ Wendy thought to herself. She didn't even know how to explain.

"Well...I heard from Precious that your blind date today was the woman I met in the restaurant the day Icame back.Although your blind date is your private affair, you also have to consult Precious.She is yourbiological daughter and her opinion matters.I think she doesn't like that woman."

Wendy paused for a moment and continued, "What's more, you must pay attention to the moralcharacter of the woman you are dating.After all, she will be Precious's future stepmother.If she is not agood person, she may abuse Precious in the future.When that happens, Precious will suffer a lot."

Ryan's face darkened at once.

‘How can she keep calm after knowing that I have been on a blind date?’

But he held back his anger and remained silent.

He didn't know that the more Wendy talked, the more depressed she became.

She knew that Precious wanted a mother so much.

She was afraid that after Ryan got married, Precious wouldn't stick to her anymore.

She suddenly thought of something.

With a serious look on her face, she asked, "Have you succeeded in your blind date today? Have youagreed to start dating her?"

The cold aura around Ryan disappeared.

"Do you care?"

"Of course, I do!"

Ryan's gloomy face softened a little.

But before he could say anything, Wendy continued, "If your blind date is successful, then we cancancel our agreement."

"Why?" Ryan asked in confusion.

"You still ask why? If you agree to date her, then you will be her boyfriend.I'm a person of strict moralprinciples.I've only agreed to this agreement before for your health's sake and also because we areboth single.But if you will have a girlfriend, I can’t help you anymore," Wendy said crossly.

Then she added, "I don't sleep with someone else's boyfriend."

She also had a moral bottom line.The expression on Ryan's face darkened again.

‘So...She cares about the success of my blind date not because she cares about me but because shedoesn't want to break her moral principles.’ He took a deep breath to suppress his anger.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"novelbin

Wendy asked when she noticed his expression.

"Nothing." He then turned around and left.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"I need some water!"

It might help him feel better.Sooner or later, he would really be pissed off by her.Wendy took big stridesto catch up with him.

"You haven't told me yet if your blind date is successful."

"No."

"What?"

Ryan went downstairs and took out a bottle of ice-cold water from the fridge.

He opened the lid and drank a few mouthfuls.Wendy was taken aback again.

While he was drinking water with his face sideways to her, she saw how his jaw raised up slightly, andhis Adam's apple rolled up and down, making him look so sexy.

She stared at him and subconsciously coughed to clear her throat.

The sound was so loud, almost comparable to the sound when he was gulping the water.

Ryan looked straight into Wendy's eyes.

A stream of heat rushed into her forehead, and her cheeks flushed.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I am thirsty too." His eyes darkened.

But after a while, his cloudy expression returned to normal.

‘So...Is she just pretending to be calm?' he asked himself.Ryan handed over the bottled water in hishand to Wendy.

She was so nervous that her palms numbed.

To prove that she was really "thirsty", she took it and drank several mouthfuls without hesitation.

When she put down the bottle after drinking, she saw the faint smile in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked.

Ryan leaned against the fridge and said slowly, "I drank that water just now."

‘So, we had indirect intimate contact again? Heck'' Wendy's head went blank in an instant.

Then her face flushed like the sunset clouds all over the sky.

"You..."

"Still thirsty?"

"Yes."

Hearing her answer, Ryan grabbed Wendy's wrist and said, "Let's go!"

"Where?"

"You'll know later."

He took her to the room next to his bedroom, opened the door, and turned on the lights.

She shut her eyes for a moment.

The lights were so bright.

The room was painted black and white, and there were cabinets full of various kinds of wines.

Aside from the wines, there were also other types of liquor like whiskey, brandy, beer, and Champagne.

Wendy was dumbfounded.

She could see hundreds of bottles of wine in this room.

She walked around to check the cabinets only to find that these bottles of wine were all of the bestquality.

Each bottle was of great value.

There were even some that she had never heard of.

She stopped in front of a bottle of Lafite, which was manufactured in 1987.

"You even have this one? Ha-ha! People on the Internet often talk about the Lafite manufactured in1982.Why don't you have it?"

Standing behind her, Ryan explained, "It's just a joke in TV dramas.Actually, the Lafite manufactured in1987 is the most precious."

Wendy looked at the wine expectantly.

"You want to drink this?" She nodded.

Forgive her for wanting to taste this legendary wine.

She only wanted to broaden her horizon.

Ryan took out the corkscrew and pressed it on the cork.

The rotating spiral teeth immediately pierced through the cork and drew it out automatically.

He found a wine decanter, poured the whole bottle of wine into it, and took out two goblets.

"Let's go?"

Ryan walked to his bedroom, and Wendy silently followed behind him.

There were two single sofas in the bedroom with a small tea table in the middle.

He put down the decanter on the table and put a goblet in front of her.

"What's that smell?" Wendy asked with a frown.

"When you open an old wine, there will be some strange smell.That's why we need a decanter.If wepour the wine into the decanter, the strange smell will dissipate.The decanter will maximize the contactarea between the wine and the air.This makes the wine fully oxidized.After that, the fragrance of thewine will come out." Wendy nodded.

"How long will it take?"

"About an hour." She was rendered speechless.

‘It's just wine! Why does it need to have a long ritual before drinking?’ They couldn't just wait silentlyand stare at each other for one hour, right? She had to find a topic.

"Looks like you like drinking so much.You have a lot of collections."

"I used to drink a lot.But since Precious moved in with me, I've minimized it."

"Oh..."

There was an embarrassing silence in the room again.And it went on.

The whole room seemed to be eerily silent.

Wendy lay on the sofa, feeling sleepy.

She yawned and said, "How about I tell you the story of my childhood?"

Ryan nodded at once.

Of course, he was very interested in everything about her.

"When I was a child...Well, let me think.Actually, I didn't have many good childhood memories.It mightbe a little boring."

"It doesn't matter." Since he was willing to know everything about her, he didn't care if it was boring ornot.

"All right.Where do I start? Let's start with something happy.When I was six years old, my sister and Iwere sent to Spring County.Do you know that place? It was a poor place, but the scenery was verybeautiful.I had a memory of the blue sky and sweet air.My sister and I had the happiest time there."

"Spring County?"

Ryan knitted his eyebrows.

"What? Have you been there too?"