Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1591

A familiar Rolls-Royce was driving in the rain.

Tina held her breath.

When Tina saw that the car obviously slowed down when it approached her, her heart began to beat fast uncontrollably.

Tina stared blankly as a hint of expectation emerged in her heart.

Inside the car, the radio was broadcasting the weather.

Terry, who was driving in the front, looked out of the window and said, "President Chin, it's Miss Tina!"

"Mmm." Wilson looked indifferent.

Seeing his reaction, Terry felt uncertain. He asked tentatively, "President Chin, the rain is falling heavily. Miss Tina doesn't seem to have an umbrella. It's not easy to stop a taxi at this time. Do you want to offer her a ride?"

Wilson looked serious. "No!"

Terry looked at the rearview mirror, frowned and said, "But Lil President Chin's car is behind us..."

They had just left the controlled companies

after inspection, which were exactly the two entertainment companies that Desmond was in charge of. At the end of inspection, they drove out one after the other.

Wilson's eyebrows were furrowed, as if there were full of anger. "Can't you understand me?"

"Sorry!" Terry didn't dare to disobey.

When the black Rolls-Royce passed Tina, it suddenly sped up.

He didn't stop at all, just as he did that night.

He was so cold.

The wheels of the car rolled up waves of water, like transparent flowers blooming on the ground, which soon disappeared into the heavy rain.

Tina felt the rain hitting on her body, making her body colder.

She looked down.

The rain over her head suddenly stopped. Someone was holding an umbrella over her head.

Tina's heart skipped a beat.

She raised her head quickly, but what she saw was not the perfect face of Wilson, but another face that was somewhat similar to his.

Tina looked a little downcast.

Desmond was in high spirits when he saw her. He held the handle of the umbrella in one hand and stroked the hair on his forehead with the other. "Lil Tina, I saved you once again. How about that? Are you moved?"

Tina greeted, "Lil President Chin!"

Seeing that her gaze was focused on the direction in which Rolls-Royce left, Desmond deliberately said, "He's so unsympathetic! Tell me, what's so good about Wilson? Why are you so determined to follow him? It's better to be my mistress! I'm not any worse than him!"

Tina was silent.

She wanted to say that their relationship had ended.

But she stopped on the second thought.

Tina still hadn't figured out the reason why Desmond wanted her to be his mistress. If she said it now, wouldn't it give him an illusion that he still had the chance? Then it was inevitable that he would continue to entangle her, so she simply didn't say anything.

The brown curly hair on Desmond's head drooped a little because of the rain. He was wearing a bright yellow suit today, looking swanking as usual.

In such gloomy weather, it was so dazzling

that she could not even open her eyes.

Tina said, "Lil President Chin, thank you!"

No matter what, his appearance stopped her from being embarrassed.

"Don't mention it! Now you know that I'm better than Wilson." Arrogantly, Desmond snatched the shopping bags from her hands and said, "Let's go. Where are you going? I'll give you a ride!"

Tina glanced at the increasingly heavy rain and did not refuse. "Thank you!"