nycdaug Chapter 158 Impatient
Chapter 158 Impatient
A few days ago, my life was like being hit by a sudden storm, and it fell into extreme chaos. Various affairs were like a surging tide, constantly pouring into me, wave after wave, making me overwhelmed and even a little breathless.
At that time, I was like a headless chicken, running around everywhere all day, busy and dizzy. It was as if countless invisible hands were reaching out from all directions, pulling me hard, making me want to break free but unable to do so, and could only be dragged along by them.
Every day I was busy from the early morning before the sun rose until the night was deep and the stars were shining. However, even so, time was still not enough, because all kinds of trivial and complicated things always followed me like a shadow, leaving me no time to breathe.
Oh, my, I'm so sorry! I couldn't make it to the meeting as scheduled. I'm so sorry. Actually, a few days ago, I had a vague feeling that this trip might not go smoothly, and there was a high possibility that I would be unable to keep the appointment like today.
I was so anxious at the time. After much deliberation, I decided to find someone reliable to help me handle this matter. After much deliberation, I realized my dear brother was the most suitable person. So, I immediately contacted him, explained the situation in detail, and asked him to arrange for professional and experienced personnel to help resolve the issue.
I also specifically instructed them to explain the entire situation and the entire context carefully and thoroughly, without leaving out any omissions or ambiguities. I sincerely hope that through their explanation, you will fully understand and forgive my mistake.
After all, I really don't want these sudden, unexpected circumstances to lead to even the slightest misunderstanding or estrangement between us. At this moment, everyone's attention was drawn to Bi Yaoyao, who, like a graceful swan, slightly raised her exquisite face, as if meticulously sculpted by a master sculptor. Her beautiful eyes, like the shimmering waters of a deep lake, captivated everyone.
Then, Bi Yaoyao gently opened her cherry-red lips, as delicate and alluring as a blooming flower, exuding its fragrance. The voice that emanated from her was incredibly gentle and delicate, like a soft spring breeze caressing the heart, bringing an incomparable sense of comfort and ease. She slowly spoke, "This matter..." These four simple words seemed to carry an unfathomable magic, leaving one eager to hear what would unfold next.
She stared at him quietly, a subtle hint of helplessness and apology in her eyes. However, this helplessness and apology were only superficial. Deep down, there was a deep understanding and respect for him.
She gently opened her red lips and began to speak. Her voice was soft and melodious, like a gentle spring breeze caressing one's ears, bringing an incomparable sense of comfort and ease. Every word and sentence seemed to be imbued with life, floating lightly in the air.
At that moment, her eyes were like a clear spring, shimmering with sparkles amidst the rippling water. The clarity and transparency in them allowed one to see through them at a glance, without a trace of impurities. And, from beginning to end, her gaze remained fixed on the man's sharp features, never shifting even a fraction.
She was staring at the man in front of her with unblinking eyes, her gaze like two sharp lightning bolts, as if to penetrate that handsome face and reach the most hidden and mysterious corner of his soul.
At this moment, her brows, once as graceful as willow leaves, were inexplicably furrowed, as if gently brushed by a gentle breeze, rippling a pool of tranquil spring water, creating layers of subtle yet moving ripples. In this slight frown, it seemed as if a thousand words were unspoken, as if endless thoughts were swirling within her heart. One couldn't help but wonder, what kind of emotion or thought could move such a beautiful woman?
The subtle movement was like a breeze across the lake, gently ruffling a few strands of hair across her forehead. This seemingly unintentional gesture, like a stroke of genius, made her already beautiful and ethereal face, like that of a fairy, even more endearing.
Her delicate features seemed meticulously crafted by nature, each one perfectly capturing her ultimate beauty. Her snow-white skin, tinged with a faint blush, was as delicate and alluring as a newly blossoming peach blossom. Beneath her arched brows, a pair of watery eyes, like a crystal-clear lake, sparkled with tears, a glint that made one want to caress and comfort them. Beneath her straight nose, her tender pink lips pursed slightly, revealing a hint of stubbornness and shyness.
However, despite her attractive appearance, her expression still revealed a hint of nervousness and uneasiness that was difficult to conceal. Her hands were unconsciously clenched together, and her slender fingers seemed a little white from the force. Her eyes were sometimes erratic, and sometimes staring straight in a certain direction, as if she was avoiding something, and as if she was expecting something.
This emotion was like a thin, almost invisible mist, gently covering and lingering in her heart. The mist seemed to possess a magical power, causing her originally steady breathing to gradually become short and rapid, as if an invisible hand was tightly strangling her throat.
Undoubtedly, her heart was already filled with endless anxiety and deep worry about the man's attitude towards this matter. The feeling was so intense that it almost consumed her, causing her to worry about him constantly, even as if her soul had left her body, leaving her in a trance and restless state all day long.