"Axing, promise me to help you and leave him, okay?"
He asked again in a low voice, his voice was right next to her ear, and some warm breath was blowing on her. She trembled slightly and became at a loss.
"Didn't we agree? I want to make money myself, and I will pay him back, really."
"Just treat it like I borrowed your money, okay? Leave him, Ah Xing, and look into my eyes for three years. Don't you like me? You said you wanted to think about it last time, now tell me the answer."
Gretsch didn't want her to hide anymore. It turned out that he gave her time to think because he understood her temperament. She lived in a daze, it was really simple, and her thoughts were always simple, one belief for a while.[
And her current belief is obviously to exist for those 200 million, but as long as there are 200 million, she and Meng Beichen will always be involved.
Ever since he saw them kissing in the morning, he could no longer calm down or wait any longer.
Han Yixing's troubles from last night reappeared. She looked at him with some confusion and asked in a low voice: "Gridge, what does it feel like to like someone? What do you like about me?"
He was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly, and pulled her to sit in the shadow reflected by the rooftop railing, where the sunlight came from another angle.
Some fragments of sunshine danced on his chestnut hair. He seemed to be thinking hard about how to answer her question, and frowned slightly.
Han Yixing turned her face to look at him. In fact, even with his unusual appearance just now, she did not feel the slightest fear.
When I met him, I was only fifteen years old. At that time, I didn’t even know what love was. I followed the super mutated queen Lei Qiqi in college, and I really looked like a little ruffian.
Because of the power behind Lei Qiqi and Lan Xuanxuan, no one dares to offend them.
After Gritch went against them two or three times, he actually wanted to be friends with them. After that, they became really good friends, like buddies.
When did his mind change?
In the past few days, she seemed to have been facing Meng Beichen's profile. She had become accustomed to his slightly pursed lips, his resolute facial lines, and the small mole hidden under a strand of hair on the side of his ear.