His Beloved Mate
Chapter 39 Why Should I Sacrifice Myself

Dylan looked at her with burning eyes. The light shone on him and covered him with a layer of faint brilliance.

The crystal lamp reflected the dazzling light. He stood there quietly, with an aura different from that of the day. He was not as serious as he was in the video, but more gentle. Maybe Cassie was attracted by his beauty. Somehow, Cassie looked at his black eyes and nodded.

The air was quiet for three seconds.

Wait What was she doing?!

Was she slapping her own face? Yesterday, Cassie swore solemnly that she would never talk to Dylan any more even if she died or jump down from the seaside of West Mountain Linyu.

She broke her promise in just one night?!

Sure enough Yielded to temptation!

"Why are you back?!"

Taking a glance at her, Dylan said after a while, "... This is my home.

"Meow!"

Hearing the cat's scream, Dylan frowned and looked at her. "Did you bring the cat into the bedroom?"

Cassie climbed onto the bed and picked up Lucky in the quilt. "Yes, what's wrong?"

Dylan's face darkened. "Where do I sleep then?"

Cassie froze for a while. Did the capitalist think she was going to sleep with Lucky in her arms? Cassie didn't had that plan, but... She had it now. She smiled and said, "There are so many beds at home. You can sleep anywhere you want."

Dylan lifted his lips and said, "... Don't force me to throw you out with it.

He had made a big concession by allowing Cassie to raise a cat. How could she be insatiable? Now she wanted a cat to take his position? It was impossible!

Cassie threw herself on the bed and looked at Dylan pitifully. "I'm a patient now. You can't be so cruel to a patient."

II Don't let me see it a second time. "

With a complacent look on her face, Cassie thought she didn't have to sleep with the capitalist tonight. She grabbed the little paw of Lucky and said to Dylan, "Lucky, say goodbye to the capitalist." Hearing this, Dylan raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Who told you that I won't sleep in the bedroom tonight?"

Cassie's face instantly stiffened. She stuttered, "Don't... Don't! I have a cold. What if I infect you?"

With a strong aura, Dylan walked slowly to the bedside. Cassie curled up in a corner of the bed, shivering. "What... What are you up to?!"

With his hands on the back of the bed, Dylan smelled clean and the fragrance of pine surrounded him.

He carefully looked at Cassie for a while, and his burning eyes fell on the face of her. He said word by word, "Changing a set of sheets can solve the problem. Why should I sacrifice myself?" Cassie's heart beat faster and faster. She blushed and didn't dare to look into Dylan's eyes.

He stood up and saw the fear in her eyes. "Don't worry. I'm not a beast as you think."

Cassie quickly held Lucky away from him. She sat on the sofa obediently.

Dylan took a glance at the snacks on the tea table," ... Didn't Belle cook for you?"

She shook her head and said, "No. It's not time for dinner, isn't it?"

Sitting next to her, Dylan resumed his usual serious and cold tone. "Is fried potato so delicious with a lot of ingredients?"! She knew that a capitalist couldn't be so gentle.

Look! As she expected, he started to scold her again within three seconds.

Cassie curled its lips, "... Have you ever eaten this?!"

She opened a bag of new crisps, took one out and handed it to him. "Have a try? I promise it tastes good!

With disgust written all over his face, Dylan drew back his neck and frowned. "I never eat junk food."

Well, that's right. The capitalist had to attend social parties every day, so he probably didn't like these snacks any more.

He added, "Don't eat junk food will be good for your health."

Hearing this, Cassie was unhappy. She curled her lips and said, "It's not interesting."

Dylan dialed the telephone on the tea table and said, "Carter, ask someone to change the bed sheet in the bedroom."

"Okay, sir," said Carter on the other end of the line

Then he stood up and went to the study room.

After he left, Cassie felt relieved and went on playing games on the sofa. She was so nervous that she put her phone in her hands and said, "I'm almost going to win!" She held Lucky in her arms and squinted lazily. She smiled complacently.

All of a sudden, her phone buzzed. She slid her hand into it.

Dylan: (Official Account News: It's Harmful to Eat These Recognized Junk Food...) Take a good look.

Although Cassie quickly returned to her game, but... She lost the game when he was only one step away from victory!

"Dylan, I hate you! Why should I open the message? I almost won! "

Cassie shouted excitedly on the other side of the screen. She had received a message from Flora on WeChat.

Flora:? Cassie, what were you doing just now?

Cassie: Mr. Dylan just sent me an official account message. I slid my hand, and then...

Cassie: I...

She didn't say anything more, but Flora had understood.

Flora: Ha-ha.

Cassie: Don't laugh!

Flora: Well, I won't laugh at you anymore. Do you still want to play the game? If not, I'll go to write the draft.

Cassie: No, it's not interesting.

Flora: Okay, bye-

Tears welled up in Cassie eyes as she screenshot the picture she had lost the game. Then she posted it on Wechat Moments: I'll tell you something I'm not happy with to make you happy.

When Mr. Dylan came back home today, he saw me sitting on the sofa and eating snacks. I asked him if he wanted to eat, but he told me not to eat junk food, which is harmful to physical and mental health. Okay, I'll put up with it. After all, Mr. Dylan was always like this. I didn't pay much attention to it. When I was about to win the game with my friend, Mr. Dylan sent me a link and four words: Take a good look. Then... Then I lost.

There were three screenshots below. They were the chatting records between her and Dylan, the screenshot of her losing the game, and an Emoji.

Soon, Dylan commented on this Moments.

Dylan: I was telling the truth. Besides, you shouldn't have eaten these since you are sick.

Cassie: I lost the game because of you! How should you make up for it?!

Dylan: I'll compensate you for the rest of my life. Is that enough?

When she saw the reply, her heart beat faster for a moment. No, calm down Cassie! You are a romantic fiction writer! How could you be seduced by a capitalist's ordinary honeyed words?! Owen: Hahaha, brother, you are too upright.

Grandma: Cassie, don't forget to take medicine. Dylan, you have to take good care of her.

Cassie opened Weibo habitually and refreshed the Hot Topics.

Weibo Hot Topics Top1:: Brief introduction of Dylan Lu

Cassie was full of doubts. What had the capitalist done again?