Jun Chen said in a low voice: "It's not easy for me to find someone I like. Zhao Rong, I'm sincere. I hope you can accept me."
"General Manager...I'm just an ordinary person, our identity..."
"If you care about this, there is no need at all! None of my family members will care about this, and no one will dislike your origin."
"But after all, we are not from the same world..."
Jun Chen burst out laughing, "We are all from Earth, so why aren't we from the same world? Are you from an alien planet?"
"..." Zhao Rong was speechless at his cold joke.
"You and I are both human beings. We all have shortcomings and advantages. We are all unique beings in the world. No one is nobler than anyone else. We are equal. It's okay for you and me to be together, isn't it?"
Zhao Rong was speechless by his retort.
Jun Chen suddenly took her hand, and Zhao Rong was startled.
She struggled but didn't break away.
"Zhao Rong, I'm sincere. I'll give you one night to think about whether you want to be with me."
"General Manager, you are too pushy and make things difficult for others."
"Really?" Jun Chen didn't care, "Actually, I'd rather you give me an answer now. But I respect you, so I'll give you one night to think about it. Remember, I don't want to deny the answer."
"..." Zhao Rong was speechless, "You mean I can only accept you?"
Jun Chen suddenly dimmed his eyes, "I don't mean to force you, I just don't want you to reject me. If you can't make up your mind, you can give me a one-month trial period."
"Probation?"
"Yes, our relationship is not public. You give me a one-month trial period to see my performance and determine whether I am sincere to you. If you don't want to be with me after one month, I will respect your choice.
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Zhao Rong suddenly felt a little moved...
Jun Chen kept up his efforts, "Unless you don't like me at all and hate me very much, please give me a chance, okay?"
Jun Chen said this sentence almost in a humble way.
Zhao Rong's heart trembled.
Ansen is obviously such a proud person, there is no need for him to be so humble in front of her.
"Zhao Rong, do you hate me?" Jun Chen squatted down in front of her and asked her softly.
Zhao Rong couldn't nod, she didn't hate him at all, she couldn't even pretend to hate him.
Jun Chen smiled slightly: "You don't hate me, right? Since you don't hate me, can you give me a chance?"
Zhao Rong really couldn't stand it anymore.
Why should he pray to her...
Could he please stop talking to her in this tone?
Jun Chen was very depressed, "It's just a chance, why don't you give it to me?"
Zhao Rong saw the pain in his eyes.
He must have been very sad when she chose to fake her death and leave.
He helped her a lot when she was young, and she will never be able to repay her debt to him in her lifetime.
To be honest, she had no right to make him sad.
No matter what he asked her to do, she was willing to do it.
Even if he was about to kill her, she would not look back.
But why did she dare not respond to his feelings?
Zhao Rong never answered, and Jun Chen's heart dropped little by little, as if he was about to fall into a bottomless abyss.
His emotions made Zhao Rong's heart sting.
She suddenly said impulsively: "I'll reply to you tomorrow, okay?!"