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Chapter 506: I'm so old and still let me ride a bicycle?

Han Yixing took a step back, his brows furrowed together, "Myself."

She is not a child, she wants to be independent and can do anything by herself.

Just hearing these words made Meng Beichen feel irritated. She was avoiding him. No matter what she did, she didn't want to talk to him or have contact with him.

He watched with cold eyes as she was clumsy and unable to get on the horse for a long time, but still persisted. Finally, he couldn't help but stepped forward, hugged her and sat down directly. The horse was indeed too high for her.

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"Yixing, can you really not forgive me?"

His voice came softly at this moment. Han Yixing didn't dare to look back after hearing this, but his heart couldn't help but beat.

Now, the initial resentment toward him had really disappeared. She just didn't know how to become as carefree as before with him.

It was as if she had shrunk into a snail's shell. When he touched her, she flinched.

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Meng Beichen couldn't help but sigh when he saw that she was carrying a bag across her body and riding a bicycle, looking very leisurely.

She didn't want to take the car, and he understood that the memories in the car would be too stimulating for her.

It's just that he wanted to send her to school, but she looked like this...

"Xing'er, I'm so old, do you still let me ride a bicycle?" In his memory, he has never ridden such a thing, but he is confident that nothing can stop him.

Han Yixing looked back in surprise. The butler had a strange expression on his face as he pushed out a slightly larger bicycle and handed it into Meng Beichen's hands. There was some forbearance and disbelief on his face.

Han Yixing's incredible performance was not surprising to him. Is Mengyuan a production base? Can he just roll out a car?

When he actually straddled the car side by side, she said with a slight twitch, "I can go by myself." She couldn't imagine him riding a bicycle because he was so tall and the car was so small.

Meng Beichen really sighed and said, seemingly truthfully, "Actually, this car is a toy prepared for my son."


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