The Billionaire’s Priceless Darling: 33 Days of the CEO’s Pursuit

“Xiao Ai, what I meant was…” Chu Shixiu didn’t let the topic drop, his voice filled with guilt, speaking softly yet with a hint of reluctance, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten engaged before finding you.”

She was his childhood betrothed, the closest person to him as he grew up.

So that’s what he was apologizing for.

It’s okay, really, it’s okay.

The fact that he remembered her at all made her happy.

After all, there was a nine-year gap between them… everything and everyone had changed.

It truly didn’t matter anymore, it was all in the past…

But why, upon hearing his words, did she still feel a tightness in her chest, as if something was suffocating her, her eyes stinging unbearably?

He got engaged before he found her, and she hadn’t exactly been waiting for him…

They had missed everything.

“It’s okay.” Xiao Ai forced a smile, thinking her smile must look twisted and ugly. She turned around and patted his arm reassuringly, “It’s not easy to find a good girl. Of course, you should secure her early.”

“Xiao Ai…” Chu Shixiu looked at her with a pained expression, his guilt deepening.

Just the sound of him softly calling her name made tears spill from her eyes.

Gu Xiaoai blinked furiously to chase away the tears, saying her farewell once more, “Chu Shixiu, I really have to go now.”

“Can you give me a way to contact you?” Chu Shixiu’s voice was gentle and low.

Contact information?

Could they really keep in touch?

Wiping away her tears, Gu Xiaoai looked up and smiled, “My old phone isn’t working right now. Why don’t you give me your number, and I’ll call you?”

Chu Shixiu paused, then nodded, “Alright, wait a moment.”

He didn’t doubt her words at all. He turned and walked to the desk in the hotel room, taking out a pen and carefully writing down his number on a piece of paper.

As she watched him write, Gu Xiaoai couldn’t help but gaze at him longingly.

She wanted to remember him at this moment, everything about him, every move he made, to etch it deeply into her mind.

After this… they probably wouldn’t meet again.

When Chu Shixiu handed her the paper, Gu Xiaoai noticed there were three numbers on it and asked in confusion, “Why are there so many numbers?”

“One is for home, one is my personal cell, and one is for the office.” Chu Shixiu’s fair fingers folded the paper and placed it in her palm, “Call any of them, and I’ll answer.”