The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 442

Ling Yiran thought about it and found it reasonable, thus she nodded and said, “Okay.”

Subsequently, she devoured her breakfast while Yi Jinli continued to observe her with a smile on his face. He found her expression when she took each bite of her shaobing and youtiao, as well as each spoon of her douhua, extremely cute in his eyes.

Her ponytail, her neat and clean forehead, her elegant facial features, that pair of shimmering eyes, that little button nose, and those pinkish lips...

Everything was perfect to him.

He never imagined that one day, he would fall in love with such a woman, yet it seemed so natural for him that he did.

As Ling Yiran ate, she randomly looked up to have her almond eyes meet Yi Jinli’s deep gaze. In that split second, she felt that her brain was vacuumed by that pair of eyes.

“Wh... What’s the matter?” she mumbled.

“Nothing. I just find you too pretty.”

Ling Yiran was dumbfounded. He had seen plenty of beautiful women, yet he could still say such a thing to her. Furthermore, she had neglected her skincare for the past few years. She knew that her looks right now were at most, average-looking. There was still a distance from being pretty.

However, his gaze and expression were filled with sincerity.

Perhaps this was what it meant by beauty was in the eye of the beholder? Ling Yiran urged him. “You should eat before the food turns cold. It won’t taste nice if it does.”

He smiled at her and said, “Okay.” Then, he lowered his head and ate the shaobing, youtiao, and douhua.

...

After breakfast, Yi Jinli drove Ling Yiran to her previous rented unit. When Ling Yiran opened the door, it stirred up some accumulated dust.

When she thought about it, it had been two to three months since she last came back.

Ling Yiran began to tidy up the things in the house. The more important items had been brought along to the Yi residence when she moved in last time. What was left were some off-season clothing, shoes, bedding, and some of her kitchenware.

She did not have many possessions, thus she packed up in no time.

“What are you planning to do with these things?” Yi Jinli asked.