Chapter 137 Answer To The Story (Part One)
Chapter 137 Answer To The Story (Part One)
In order to sleep, Leena could only lean over. But she couldn't fall asleep. She struggled to recall his
words, and gradually her heart sank. As expected, Carlson
This embrace was warm, but his choice made her feel cold, because the answer to the story was
M -- Money
L -- Love
S -- Sex
F -- Family
E -- Enterprise
Carlson felt that S was straightforward and real, while F was the most sentimental.
Well, in his mind, sex matters most in the relationship between men and women, and family was the
least important. As for the money, love, and career, she hadn't asked the ranking, but he had given two
extreme answers. At least, the only feeling he had for women was sex. Including her. She could
understand his inexplicable enthusiasm. It wasn't because of love, but because he needed it.
It could be seen that he was a typical man. He didn't care about the relationship between men and
women, but preferred other things, such as money, or career. He only cared about sex when interacting
with women, and he loved himself most.
Leena's heart sank. She was tired of this hug, so she took off the back of his hand and turned over.
Carlson had already fallen asleep. When he saw her move, he woke up again. He looked at her and
asked, "What's wrong?"
"I feel it's hard to breathe. It's better to sleep like this," said Leena
Carlson didn't notice her mood swing, but leaned over and held her from behind. But Leena's heart was
cold. She really didn't want him to get close, so she took off his hand and said, "Have a good sleep. It's
too hot to stay close."
Finally, Carlson realized something was wrong. He raised his head and asked, "What's wrong with
you?"
Leena didn't say anything. Carlson thought she was moody, but he ignored her. He still held her in his
arms domineeringly and smiled in a low voice, "Women!" Then he fell asleep.
When he held her for the second time, Leena didn't resist, because she knew that even if she resisted,
he would still domineeringly do what he wanted. He was just following his own will, and he didn't care
what women thought at all. Especially the last sentence, "women", showed his disdain for women. He
didn't care about women's little tricks as he didn't care about puppy's whining. A puppy was just a pet.
He treated a woman as a pet, not as a person, or wife with a thinking personality.
On the second day, when Carlson went to the company, he was still confused about Leena's behavior
last night. He didn't like to delay the things he didn't understand until later. So he asked a senior
manager who was good at psychology. The senior manager smiled and said, "I've heard of this story,
but in fact, it has an answer." The senior manager told the answer to him.
After hearing that, even Carlson himself was stunned. It turned out that Leena was testing him? He
narrowed his eyes.
The senior manager asked, "Carlson, why do you ask this story? Or Who is so bold to test you with this
story?"
Carlson didn't hide it. This man was his old subordinate. They had been working together for many
years, and they were friends. He said, "My wife."
"Oh..." The senior manager asked in a meaningful tone, "Then what's your choice, Carlson?"
Carlson sneered and said helplessly, "I chose S."
The manager wanted to laugh at once, but he didn't dare to laugh too much. Holding back his
emotions, he said with a faint smile, "I thought you would choose business, money or something like This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
that."
"Of course, in other cases, I will put money and career first. But that night, you know women always
asked questions from different angles, so I was led to S."
The senior manager shrugged and said, "Women are just like clothes. You won't be bothered by this
matter, will you?"
Carlson smiled but made no answer. He asked the senior manager to go back.
Women were just like clothes. Yes, in his previous concept, women were like clothes. He needed them,
but he didn't need them. It didn't matter how many clothes he needed. He could discard all the clothes
for life or other things.
But he didn't answer his friend when he mentioned it. Did he still think that Leena was just a piece of
clothes? Carlson touched his chin, let go of this matter and started to work.
Leena didn't expect that Richard would invite her to meet him. At that time, when she just went to the
hospital to visit her mother, she saw a car parking on the side of the road. It was a super long luxury
Lincoln car that she was very familiar with. It was Lee who came to pick her up, and it was also him
who picked her up to Richard's residence last time.
Leena was shocked, "You What does Richard want me for?
Lee made a gesture of welcome, "Miss Leena, please get in the car. We are just in charge of picking
you up. You will know when you see Mr. Richard when you arrive."
Although Lee's action was very polite, it also showed that he didn't give Leena any room to think or
refute. She had to get in the car.
After thinking for a while, Leena nodded and finally got in the car. In addition to figuring out the purpose
of Mr. Richard's invitation, she also wanted to talk about her identity with Mr. Richard face to face.
It took a long time to arrive this time, even longer than the last time when she went to Mr. Richard's
villa. Leena didn't know the way, so she didn't know which place she was heading to. The car finally
stopped. It was another villa hidden in the suburban forest, but it was different from the place she went
last time. It seemed that Richard really liked peace. He often built villas in the mountains, which also
proved that he was rich.
After getting out of the car, Leena followed the housekeeper who picked her up to see Mr. Richard. The
scenery along the way was magnificent. It was much better than the previous villa.
Richard was still working in the study. The Butler asked Leena to wait in the living room. Sitting on the
spacious sunward side of the living room, Leena was so bored that she looked around. The living room,
which was nearly two hundred square meters wide, was decorated with the European style furniture.
The crystal chandelier, candlesticks, and oil paintings were all ancient. It was a little like the European
palace in TV.