His Beloved Mate

Chapter 86 I Only Care About My Wife's Feelings

Cassie arrogantly said, "So what?"

Her phone lit up. She clicked on the message and found it was the latest push.

"The latest news! Betty, the first-line showgirl, will cooperate with Huayu in the next five years!"

Cassie was slightly stunned, and her eyes could not help but darken a little. The bitterness in her heart This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

spread little by little.

Cassie asked, "Did you sign another contract with... Betty?"

Dylan nodded and asked, "Yes. What's wrong?"

What's up?

Hearing what he said, Cassie suddenly wanted to laugh. She had been indulging herself in the illusion

of tenderness for a long time, and had been acting with him for a long time. It was such a long time that

she felt that Dylan was really good to her.

Cassie smiled and pretended to be relieved, "Nothing. Didn't you tell Grandma that you wouldn't

cooperate with her?"

Soon, Dylan sensed something was wrong. He smiled and said, "If that's the reason, I can tell you."

Cassie's eyes became clear again. "What?"

"Betty is very popular now. It's a big deal to sign her for Huayu and let her take care of the new

comers," Dylan said calmly.

Is that so?

Confused, Cassie looked at him and asked, "Is that all? Aren't you afraid that Betty will get angry when

she knows the truth?"

Dylan smiled, "I'm a capitalist. I only care about interests. I don't care about anyone else's feelings

except my wife's."

Cassie's face softened. She looked at his face and smiled.

There was a knock on the door from outside. "Boss, Cassie, may I come in?"

Cassie nodded and said, "Come in."

With her permission, Cheryl came in. Cassie asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheryl smiled and said, "The press called me just now and the editor asked me if you want to consider

reposting the book?"

Cassie was surprised and said, "What?"

Dylan nodded and said, "Reply to they. She will."

"Okay," said Cheryl, nodding her head.

She turned around and walked out of the room.

Looking at her back, Cassie asked in confusion, "What? Why did you suddenly make the decision for

me?"

Frowning, Dylan squinted at her as if he was saying that she was an idiot.

He stared at Cassie for a while, but she still couldn't react. Dylan said, "100 Days of Sweet Love is

shooting now. You can repost the book."

Cassie suddenly came to her senses. She interrupted him and said with a smile, "I see! 100 Days of

Sweet Love is on. If the audience rating is good, it will drive the sales of the book. Then I can make a

new small money!"

Dylan gave her a praise, "So, do you want to repost it again?"

Cassie nodded repeatedly, "Of course! I'm a fool if I don't write it down, okay?"

She wouldn't be against money!

All of a sudden, Dylan wrapped his arms around her waist. She was in the fragrance of the pine again.

Her face was burning and she didn't dare to look into his eyes. Her heart was beating fast. The room

was very quiet and Dylan was very close to her.

"Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!" the heartbeats of Cassie were clearly heard by Dylan. She got rid of his hand

and stammered, "I... I'm going to update today's content."

Dylan flicked her forehead and said, "Go ahead. Don't forget to show me your copybook after

practicing."

The moment Cassie stood up, the pain from her abdominal muscles and legs slowly swept over her

body. She frowned and moved, muttering, "It's killing me!."

"What happened?" Dylan asked.

Cassie curled her lips and said, "I'm just tired of dancing today."

She had forgotten to do warm-up before. She had stayed at home for a long time and hadn't gone to

the gym for a period of time. If she suddenly practiced for an afternoon, it was really easy for her to

have a hamstring injury.

Dylan joked on her, "I asked you to go to the gym to do some exercise, but you didn't listen to me. Now

you are complaining about your leg."

Although Dylan was scolding her, he was very gentle and even a little spoiled.

Cassie giggled, "Someone cares about me, so I have to complain more."

Frowning, Dylan lifted his lips and cursed with a smile, "Idiot."

She stuck out her tongue and Dylan took a sip of her coffee. Startled, Cassie quickly said, "What are

you doing? You drank my coffee again, didn't you? !"

After taking a sip, Dylan frowned and asked, "What's this? It tastes so bad."

Cassie curled her lips and hurried over. She picked up her cup and said evasively, "Nothing. It's just

ordinary tea."

How could she be so nervous about ordinary tea?

"What is it?" Dylan asked seriously.

Cassie insisted, "I will... It's just an ordinary instant coffee. If you don't believe me, I'll drink it for you!"

She picked up the glass and gulped it down. She was almost choked by the smoke when Dylan

grabbed her glass. She asked angrily, "What are you doing? !"

After taking a sip of the coffee, Dylan suddenly kissed her thin lips and poured all the coffee in his

mouth into her mouth.

Cassie drank it up in one gulp, and her eyes full of shock. She pushed him away, jumped out of his

arms and asked, "You... What are you up to? !"

Dylan smiled, "Of course I feed you."

Cassie's goose bumps fell to the ground. She said with a dark face, "I... I know how to drink. Do you

have to make me disgusted like this?"

'Disgusted? How dare she think I'm disgusting?'!

Dylan lifted his lips and pulled a long face. Looking at Cassie, he said, "Okay, I'm disgusting."

His words sounded a little angry. Cassie mumbled, "You are already 28 years old, but you still acts like

a child. You are really..."

She was held up by Dylan and screamed. Before she could react, he had already wrapped his arms

around her. She looked at him in shock, with her arms in front of her and asked warily, "You... What are

you up to? !"

Narrowing his eyes dangerously, Dylan whispered in her ears seriously, "Mrs. Dylan, has anyone

taught you not to talk about men, young?"

All of a sudden, Cassie's face turned red. She stuttered, "What... What a rogue!"

She just said that he was like a child! She didn't say that...

"HMM..."