She cooks, he eats, she talks more, he talks less...it's still the same relationship.
This time, they can really be together, right?
Will he... suddenly disappear for a few more months?
"Li Ziting." Ganlu couldn't help but speak again, "Do you remember what you said when you were drunk just now?"
Li Ziting shook his head, "I don't remember."
"..."
He forgot so quickly.
Ganlu lowered her head on the table in great depression.
Seeing this, Li Ziting frowned again and said sternly and dissatisfied, "Sit tight."
"Yes, Teacher Li..." Ganlu responded listlessly, sitting up straight like the example in the textbook.
"Call me Li Ziting."
"Okay, Teacher Li."
Ganlu sighed as she spoke. It seemed that she would return to the days of being restrained and disciplined.
Listening to her sigh, Li Ziting's eyes darkened, and he looked at her expressionless face. After a long time, he lowered his voice and said, "You don't like to be controlled, I won't control you anymore."
"Ah?" Ganlu looked at him in surprise, "Did I hear that right?"
"Um."
Li Ziting hummed and continued eating.
"..." Ganlu blinked. It seemed that after the reconciliation, Li Ziting became much more tolerant of her...
Yes or no……
Is he actually afraid of losing her?!
Ganlu laughed at her own speculation, could it be like this?
After dinner, Li Ziting stayed at her house for a day, playing with blocks and watching cartoons with her brother. The three of them stayed at home like this for a day...
Because of Li Ziting's return, Gan Quan's smile obviously increased, and he frequently showed his goodwill to Li Ziting with fruit drinks.
Li Ziting didn't leave until evening.
"Can I go find Zhao Mo?!"
Ganlu asked timidly while lying on the door of the villa, picking at the door with her fingers and asking very carefully.
She didn't want Li Ziting to misunderstand, but she couldn't just leave Zhao Mo alone.
Li Ziting looked at her intently and nodded with compassion, "Yeah."
"real?!"
He actually agreed so readily?!
"Yes." Li Ziting reached out and ran his hand through her black hair, his fingertips were loving, and his voice was deep and beautiful, "Remember the boundaries of ambiguity."
"Of course. I promise!"
Ganlu raised four fingers and swore, then closed the door and went in.
Li Ziting walked back to his car, and the driver stood aside and asked in confusion, "Master, don't you want to see Zhao Mo? Why did you let Miss Gan go find him?"
How can it be possible to find nectar? Wouldn't it be in vain?
Li Ziting looked at him with cool eyes and said in an extremely cold voice, "That's why I allowed her to go find her."
Anyway, she couldn't find it.
"..."
The driver was stunned and thought for a long time before he understood...
The young master was just pretending to be generous.
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Crystal chandeliers illuminate the entire luxuriously appointed Presidential Suite conference room.
Zhao Mo, who was wearing sportswear, was sat on a single leather sofa by several tall bodyguards.
Li Ziting walked out of the room and had already put on a set of normal clothes. His slender legs were wrapped in trousers, and his shoes made no sound when he stepped on the carpet.
"Master."
Several bodyguards bowed to him and moved a sofa to the opposite side of Zhao Mo. Ganlu held up her chin and looked straight at him.
It seems that many things have not changed.
She cooks, he eats, she talks more, he talks less...it's still the same relationship.
This time, they can really be together, right?
Will he... suddenly disappear for a few more months?
"Li Ziting." Ganlu couldn't help but speak again, "Do you remember what you said when you were drunk just now?"
Li Ziting shook his head, "I don't remember."
"..."
He forgot so quickly.
Ganlu lowered her head on the table in great depression.
Seeing this, Li Ziting frowned again and said sternly and dissatisfied, "Sit tight."
"Yes, Teacher Li..." Ganlu responded listlessly, sitting up straight like the example in the textbook.
"Call me Li Ziting."
"Okay, Teacher Li."
Ganlu sighed as she spoke. It seemed that she would return to the days of being restrained and disciplined.
Listening to her sigh, Li Ziting's eyes darkened, and he looked at her expressionless face. After a long time, he lowered his voice and said, "You don't like to be controlled, I won't control you anymore."
"Ah?" Ganlu looked at him in surprise, "Did I hear that right?"
"Um."
Li Ziting hummed and continued eating.
"..." Ganlu blinked. It seemed that after the reconciliation, Li Ziting became much more tolerant of her...
Yes or no……
Is he actually afraid of losing her?!
Ganlu laughed at her own speculation, could it be like this?
After dinner, Li Ziting stayed at her house for a day, playing with blocks and watching cartoons with her brother. The three of them stayed at home like this for a day...
Because of Li Ziting's return, Gan Quan's smile obviously increased, and he frequently showed his goodwill to Li Ziting with fruit drinks.
Li Ziting didn't leave until evening.
"Can I go find Zhao Mo?!"
Ganlu asked timidly while lying on the door of the villa, picking at the door with her fingers and asking very carefully.
She didn't want Li Ziting to misunderstand, but she couldn't just leave Zhao Mo alone.
Li Ziting looked at her intently and nodded with compassion, "Yeah."
"real?!"
He actually agreed so readily?!
"Yes." Li Ziting reached out and ran his hand through her black hair, his fingertips were loving, and his voice was deep and beautiful, "Remember the boundaries of ambiguity."
"Of course. I promise!"
Ganlu raised four fingers and swore, then closed the door and went in.
Li Ziting walked back to his car, and the driver stood aside and asked in confusion, "Master, don't you want to see Zhao Mo? Why did you let Miss Gan go find him?"
How can it be possible to find nectar? Wouldn't it be in vain?
Li Ziting looked at him with cool eyes and said in an extremely cold voice, "That's why I allowed her to go find her."
Anyway, she couldn't find it.
"..."
The driver was stunned and thought for a long time before he understood...
The young master was just pretending to be generous.
***********************************
Crystal chandeliers illuminate the entire luxuriously appointed Presidential Suite conference room.
Zhao Mo, who was wearing sportswear, was sat on a single leather sofa by several tall bodyguards.
Li Ziting walked out of the room and had already put on a set of normal clothes. His slender legs were wrapped in trousers, and his shoes made no sound when he stepped on the carpet.
"Master."
Several bodyguards bowed to him and moved a sofa to the opposite side of Zhao Mo.