Following Zhao Yuan, Leng Changxi was about to cry without tears. She wanted to turn around and leave, but she was also worried that she would not expose herself. After all, the man didn't say anything, right? With this in mind, Leng Changxi simply didn't speak.
He lowered his head, clearly looking like "I don't want to have anything to do with you, please don't get to know me." I just hoped that the man would show some respect for the fact that I saved his life because of my stupidity.
Consciously, just pretend that you have never met her.
Many times things go against what one wishes. Leng Changxi just prayed for the best, but she forgot about the man who once risked his life to tease her.
Zhao Yuan led Leng Changxi into the private room booked by the man and took a seat. Leng Changxi's head kept hanging like this, with no intention of lifting it up.
After the man greeted the waiter and ordered a table of dishes, he smiled with an incomprehensible look on his face. He looked at Leng Changxi, opened the folding fan in his hand, fanned it gently, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Xiao Baoer
, long time no see!”
There was a "bang" in Leng Changxi's head, and her heartbeat accelerated. When she heard him speak, she just thought that the man would reveal the truth to save her life, so she didn't listen carefully to what he said and just studied the countermeasures.
After a while, I suddenly recalled the man's words. Suddenly, my eyes widened, I suddenly raised my head, looked at him in surprise, and exclaimed: "How do you know my nickname?"
"Little Bao'er, after so many years, I haven't forgotten you at all. How could you forget me so completely?" The man put away the fan with a "swish" and knocked it in the palm of his hand while shaking it.
He nodded his head, looking sad and disappointed.
When Zhao Yuan heard these words, there was such an indescribable ambiguity in his ears. He immediately felt unhappy and his face became slightly cold: "Mr. Chen, those are all old things, why bother mentioning them again? Back then,
Little Bao'er is young and ignorant, and has a lot of offenses. You, sir, don't care about her a lot. Now that Little Bao'er has forgotten, there is no need to mention it again and embarrass her."
"Young Master Yuan really said it politely. The past should not be mentioned again. But..." The man looked at Leng Changxi meaningfully and said lukewarmly: "Little Bao'er still owes me something.
,therefore……"
Looking at these eyebrows, Leng Changxi suddenly thought of something. A flash of light flashed in her mind, and her face turned pale and she shouted: "You, you are! You are..."