Downstairs.

Daniel opened the door and got in. His eyes narrowed slightly and he looked vaguely at the lighted room on the third floor.

His long fingers stroked his lips, which still smelled faintly of her.

The corners of his mouth rose quietly.

After watching it for about half an hour, a certain look flashed through his deep eyes. He took a deep look upstairs, started the car and drove away.

Bella sat limply on the floor. Her mind was mushy and unable to think.

It was only when her cell phone rang in her pocket that she came back to her senses.

She pulled out her cell phone without checking to see who was calling. She gulped and said hoarsely, "Hello?"

"Bella! You're going to piss your mother off! What's going on with the blind date today? He says you have a boyfriend who is much younger than you. Explain clearly to me right now or you won’t be my daughter anymore!"

Maggie Carter bellowed into the phone in a slightly shrill voice. It’s so loud that Bella thought someone could hear it in the next building.

But thanks to her loud voice, Bella finally woke up from her shock.

Her face was still pale with fear from what had just happened. She shook her head, trying to control her confusion.

"Bella, what's wrong with you? Are you dumb? Explain what had happened today right now!" Maggie Carter urged impatiently.

Her daughter is about to enter her thirties, but she doesn't even have a boyfriend. How could she not be worried as a mother?!

Bella exhaled heavily, trying to sound normal, "Mom, I went on a blind date like you told me to, but do you have any idea what kind of person he is?"

"Before the blind date, the introducer told me that the man works for the government and is honest and kind, which is definitely worthy of a lifelong marriage."

Bella rolled her eyes at this. She knew her mother's been taken for a ride again.

"Yeah, this person works for the government. His salary is 7000 or 8000 yuan, and he very despised me for working in an advertisement company, and saying that my salary is low, and......"

Speaking of which, Bella was at a loss for words about this guy. She paused and unceasingly said: "He said, if we get married, I need to pay for the down payment for the house , and as for the cash gift, he will ask it back after showing in front of the relatives and friends, and the most important point is!"

Bella was speechless at this point.

"He said that if he married me, I would not only work, but also need to be a good wife and mother. Not only to take care of him, but also to take care of his elderly parents."

Bella didn't care about money or gifts. But that was too much for her.

To be honest, she could not stand such a male chauvinist, no matter then or now. Taking care of parents is the responsibility of both people, not just one person.

And the guy sounded like he was marrying a servant.

"Mom, do you want me to be a nurse in his family?"

"Ugh!" said Maggie Carter over the phone. He doesn't want a wife. He just wants a nurse for nothing!"

But the next second.

"Bella, don’t worry. I will arrange another one for you tomorrow. This time is definitely a good man. I heard that he is returnees! He works as a manager in a big company. I also saw the picture, the boy is very handsome!"

"Mama!" Bella interrupted Maggie with a cry of exhaustion.

"Dear mom, please give me a break. I've had eight blind dates this week!"

Maggie immediately grunted, "What's wrong with eight times? Don't forget you are a nearly 30-year-old woman. Do you want to be alone forever?"

Bella said weakly, "Mom, your daughter is only twenty-seven. She's three years from thirty. Besides, I'm in no hurry..."

"Don't worry? What's the hurry! Three years will pass in an instant! You will get old very soon!"

"......" Bella was deeply suspicious of one thing. Was she really Maggie's daughter?

Such a sentence is so piercing!

"Come on, mom, I've been really busy with my work recently. Can you leave me alone for a few days? I have a few more business trips tomorrow. Don't set me up on any blind dates these days. I'm really busy. By the way, it's late now, so go to bed early, mom. Good night! Good-bye!"

"Bella..."

Bella just hung up her phone and turned it off.

Or her mother would have to talk about her like that.

After hanging up the phone, Bella's fears calmed a little and she pulled herself to her feet.

But she peered fearfully into the peephole and breathed a secret sigh of relief as she looked out at the empty corridor.

How fearful she was of seeing a man standing outside!

She locked the door and made sure it was locked several times before walking slowly to the sofa in the living room.

Slumped on the sofa, she picked up her phone, her mind wandering back to the kiss in the dark.

That guy, who the hell is he? Do I know him? Or was he drunk? Or was it deliberate?

The only thing she could clearly remember about the kiss was the bitter smell of smoke.

A series of questions arose in her mind, and she unconsciously moved her neck, which immediately hurt.

She ran to the mirror and found a clear bite mark on it. She was angry to wipe it. What a bastard!

After cursing the unknown man through and through in her mind, she washed and went to sleep.

The kiss caused Bella to sleep uneasily all night, dreaming of the scene over and over again.

In the dark night, she was tightly suppressed by the man's tall body. No matter how she struggled and called for help, she could not break free. Bella woke up from her dream.

Dazed for a moment, she realized that she was having a nightmare.

With a sigh of relief, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked out the window at the light sky.

She knew she would never sleep again, so she got up to wash and get ready for work.

After washing up and eating a quick breakfast, Bella looked at the dark circles under her eyes, which could have been compared to a giant panda, and lowered herself and swore again.

She put on a little more makeup to cover it up, then she picked up her bag and put on her heels to go out.

Bella works at an advertising agency called GY. She is the executive creative director of the company's creative department.