Fu Yan smiled, raised his hand and rubbed her head, as if he was coaxing a child: "Don't be angry, I'll win back whatever you want."

Chen Chu glanced at him, but still didn't say anything, but his face calmed down a little: "Thank you, I have nothing to want."

As soon as Chen Chu finished speaking, Fu Yan suddenly caught her wrist. Before she could react, she grabbed her hand and raised it to slap him in the face.

The "slap" slap made everyone else see it.

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, reacted and pulled back his hand: "Fu Yan, what are you doing?"

"Aren't you unhappy? If you are unhappy, you vent. What are you doing by holding it alone?"

He said, pausing: "You can't attack him if you make you angry in your late years. I'm angry with you. What are you going to worry about?"

When Fu Yan said the last sentence, although he still had a smile on his face, his thin lips were curled, but his smile was a little cold and thin.

Inexplicably, it became a little pitiful.

Chen Chu looked at Fu Yan and remembered himself in those years, and his heart softened slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm not angry."

She was not angry, just felt a little tired.

"You're not angry, you just don't like me."

Fu Yan said self-deprecatingly, "I'll send you back."

Chen Chu looked at him and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

On the way back, there was only silence in the carriage.

Chen Chu turned his head and looked at Fu Yan who was looking at the car sideways. She felt a little guilty for the first time.

Fu Yan, in fact, just wanted to make her happy.

What's wrong with him?

Twenty-five minutes later, the car stopped slowly, and Fu Yan handed her the umbrella, but did not get out of the car for the first time: "Sorry, I'm too much tonight, good night, Miss Chen."

Chen Chu took the umbrella, glanced at him, and wanted to say something, but in the end he was still not able to say it: "Good night."

Actually, this is pretty good. She really doesn't want to start another relationship now.

Chen Chu got out of the car with an umbrella. The wind blew over and it was a little cold. She subconsciously pulled the coat on her body.

When he pulled his hand to the coat, Chen Chu found that Fu Yan's coat was still on him.

However, when she turned around and was about to turn back and return her coat to Fu Yan, the other party had already driven away.

Chen Chu looked at the car galloping in the distance and suddenly smiled: "Is it so realistic?"

But that's true. Fu Yan was originally a playboy. It took him so long and so much effort to catch up with her. It was normal for him to give up.

Chen Chu had no thoughts about Fu Yan, but she felt that she might have hurt him tonight. Apart from the little guilt in her heart, she had no other unnecessary thoughts.

But if Fu Yan finally gave up on her after tonight, that would be a good thing.

Thinking of this, Chen Chu felt a little less guilty and returned to the apartment with an umbrella.

Chen Chu held the umbrella and didn't look back, so naturally he didn't see it. Two minutes ago, the car that Fu Yan drove away went around again.

Fu Yan stopped the car, drove one-third of the window, and counted layer by layer in the apartment outside the window, until Chen Chu's floor, and his eyes stopped.

give up?

How is it possible.

But sometimes, sometimes, you have to pay attention to strategy when chasing people.
Chapter completed!