The Mismatch Was Supposed to End Chapter 6

As expected, Olivia did not go to the company the next day. She took a taxi home early in the morning.

Go back to that home where it's hard to breathe.

The car stopped outside the villa area. Olivia got out and walked slowly for a while. She was not in a hurry to go back. She looked carefully at the place where she had lived for a long time and felt a little bored.

Walking to the front yard, she entered the password and opened the door to look inside. There was no one in the living room. Olivia subconsciously relaxed her shoulders, but soon the sound of the door opening in the upstairs room was heard. She pursed her lips, lowered her head to change her shoes, and ignored the person who was opening the door.

Leng Zishi walked down the stairs slowly, his eyes fixed on her, as if he knew she was coming back and was waiting for her, but he didn't say anything. He walked over and sat alone on the sofa.

Olivia didn't say anything either. She walked past the sofa, went into the kitchen, took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, poured it out and heated it in the microwave.

He didn't say anything, and neither did she. Olivia didn't want to leave either. She had to make things clear today. She deliberately chose to come back at this time when Leng Zishi was at home. He was usually at home before nine in the morning.

After she heated up the milk, she walked out with it. She didn't act pretentiously and insisted on sitting at the dining table. Instead, she put it on the coffee table in the living room and sat opposite Leng Zishi.

After experiencing those bad looks a few times before, Leng Zishi controlled his temper and found an "ideal" marriage partner for Olivia according to her requirements. This time he found the one himself.

Olivia said she wanted a female, someone she thought was pretty and older than her.

In their circle, there are almost no rich girls who are older than her, unmarried and like girls!

He had finally found one, so this time he didn't ask her to come home to discuss it, but to inform her because he had already made the decision.

After pretending to watch the news, he put down the tablet and looked at Olivia seriously. Seeing her playing with her mobile phone perfunctorily and drinking a few sips of milk, he became very angry.

He slapped his hands on the sofa and said sternly, "Can't you see me?"

Olivia was still looking at his phone, and said casually, "Oh, I saw it."

Leng Zishi snorted coldly with a heavy face, and stopped being awkward. He said without caring, "I have already decided on your marriage partner. You don't have to worry about it. It's like this. If you want to live outside, you can live outside. No one will care about you after you get married."

Olivia frowned coldly and said with great dissatisfaction: "I said I won't get married. Can you ask for my opinion?"

"What's your opinion?" The voice on the other side quickly rose several degrees, and the coffee table was rattled by him. He stared at Olivia with a bad look, and said angrily: "Your aunt Mason took so much effort to find so many people for you, what about you? How can you have any opinion? Have you taken a look?"

Olivia sneered and closed his eyes. He actually still wanted to come back and talk to him. He slowly raised his eyelids, ignoring the person in front of him, automatically blocking out his continuous voice, and his eyes fell on the milk he had just drunk two sips. He inexplicably felt a fishy smell and felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Leng Zishi became more and more excited. "I picked it for you this time. Let's take a step back. I found a suitable person for you according to your requirements. The information has been sent to your email. Click it and see for yourself."

Olivia had received it a long time ago, but she did not accept it.

Most of the things Leng Zishi sent to her were work-related, so she would click on them to read them. However, these messages were sent using the email address of Mason, her stepmother. The two of them were really rude and did their best to disgust her.

"I won't say anything if you don't like your Aunt Lanren. You didn't like the one she picked for you, so take a closer look at the one I picked this time. Remember what she looks like, or you won't even recognize your own wife."

Olivia's eyes, which looked like he was looking at something dirty, paused, and he blinked slowly, trying to confirm whether he had heard it wrong.

Wife?

Why did they finally find their conscience this time and be willing to choose the guy I had casually proposed, even though they had been introducing him to other men before?

She was indeed deliberately making things difficult for him, because it would be impossible for a woman.

Because there is a grandmother who likes to be the boss in the family. Coincidentally, Leng Zishi is quite filial. Also, Coincidentally, her grandmother doesn't like her and likes her stepmother who is good at flattering and talking.

Her thoughts were still stuck in the past. After hearing Olivia say that she liked women, she became even more disgusted with her, cursing her loudly and forcing Leng Zishi to find a man for her to marry.

As for how she turned into a woman again, she didn't want to explore.

"You've made your words so firm. I don't have a chance to regret it?" Olivia stood up and stared at him sharply with a deep gaze.

Leng Zishi nodded and said, "It has to be a marriage."

Olivia: "Sure."

The straightforward answer was unexpected, and Leng Zishi was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Since you have to get married, then go ahead and get married. I don't need a stepmother." Olivia said this and left, ignoring Leng Zishi's livid face and Mason who was eavesdropping at the door.

She had already discovered the existence of the other person, knew that she was eavesdropping, and knew that she wished she would leave quickly, wished she would be forced away by them. They disgusted her, but how could she let them succeed?

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She took a taxi back to where she lived. She had rented a house outside, a large flat with simple and monotonous decoration. She had not studied it seriously. Before officially escaping from that suffocating home, she lived here, coming here every few days and not going back if she could.

I took a leave from work today. I didn't say that I caught a cold from being caught in the rain as my assistant expected. The same excuse is enough once or twice. She wouldn't go that far.

In fact, it didn't matter whether she went or not during these two days. She had already had some rest after returning from her business trip, and she would be promoted when she returned, so she was in no hurry to go back.

When he got home, Olivia's brain felt like it was rusted and his thoughts were slow. He walked slowly into the room and lay on the bed. He was very tired and planned to spend the day in a daze, but he couldn't.

After an unknown amount of time, she moved her eyelids slightly, propped herself up and climbed up from the bed, lowered her eyes to stare at the clothes on her body, stood up and walked to the mirror to look at herself, and nodded involuntarily. It was indeed very suitable for her, but her condition was quite bad.

After admiring herself in front of the mirror for a while, she took out a set of clothes from the closet, changed her skirt, packed it in a bag, and planned to take it to the dry cleaners to have it cleaned and then send it over.

Thinking of Josh, Olivia subconsciously recalled the conditions he had proposed. In order to make things difficult for him, he simply stated the conditions according to Josh's.

Unforgettable, truly unforgettable, she still couldn't help wanting to look at this face a few more times.

"shallow."

Olivia bit his tongue and cursed himself inwardly.

She had her own car in the parking lot of the community. She put the clothes on the passenger seat and drove to the dry cleaners. She took the clothes in and the waiter said it would take a day to get the clothes. She nodded and returned to the car. Suddenly she felt confused and didn't know where to go.

After sitting in the car for a while, he sent a message to Josh, asking for her address so that he could send the clothes to her tomorrow.

Olivia: "Where do you live? Can you send me the location?"

Josh quickly sent her a location.

Josh: "Want to come over and play?"

Olivia was puzzled. Did she look like she was looking for fun?