1920. Chapter 1920 People's hearts under the mask [6]
"I'm sorry, I can't answer any of your questions for you."
Looking down at Bo Jinghan with a smile, the man took another cup, poured a glass of wine and handed it to her. Then he dragged a sofa chair, sat down in front of her, called her and asked, "Are you disappointed?"
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"No, I'm not disappointed at all. On the contrary, I probably guessed your purpose. You first held Qiao Xin and used her to make her brother nervous. In this way, her brother had to use manpower and energy to find her.
Now that it's me again, you can imagine how anxious Lu Yan and the others must be."
"Yes, you guessed half of it right."
He raised the goblet and moved closer to her.
But Bo Jinghan then held the cup in his hand and just looked at him with a smile. Instead of drinking the glass of wine, he turned the cup over and poured all the crimson liquid in the cup onto the carpet. Then he even lost the cup.
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"I'm sorry, sir. I always treat strangers like this. If you don't show your true face, I can only show you your true face."
"I like Cynthia's true temperament very much."
Looking at the cup that rolled down to his feet, the man did not show any dissatisfaction because of Bo Jinghan's provocation. He behaved very naturally, indifferent to her actions, and even meant to condone her actions.
He let her pour the red wine and lost the glass, then stood up and got her a glass, poured the wine again, and handed it to her: "I hope Miss Cynthia can drink this glass with pleasure. After drinking, we can continue chatting. Anyway,
We have so much time, we have a whole night!”
"You mean, this won't delay my bestie's wedding tomorrow? Oh, I forgot to tell you that I am the bridesmaid!"
"Don't worry, it won't be delayed."
He sipped the red wine and looked at Bo Jinghan teasingly.
Bo Jinghan fell into deep thought because of his six faint words.
The hand holding the foot of the cup was shaking the cup subconsciously, but thoughts came one after another in his mind.
She seemed to vaguely understand what this guy meant by controlling her here. But as he said, she could only guess half of it.
So, what is the other half to do?
After thinking for a long time, Bo Jinghan was not disturbed. When he raised her eyes, her eyes met the person in front of her.
He was gazing at her with a smile, teasingly, probingly, and intriguingly.
It's like looking at a lifeless puppet that can be manipulated.
Bo Jinghan hated this look, but at this moment she knew she couldn't back down, she had to go ahead, pry open his mouth, tear off his mask, and find out his true purpose.
"Cheers!"
Raising the glass elegantly and drinking the mellow red wine in the glass, Bo Jinghan placed the wine glass on the square table at hand, facing the man's gaze, but suppressed a smile.
As she spoke, she subconsciously tightened the suit on her shoulders.
It seemed that she could feel the aura belonging to Lu Yan, surrounding her, letting down the tension in her heart: "People don't tell secret words. Sir, since you are inviting me as a person who climbed up from hell,
Then at least, you should let me meet this legendary visitor from hell, right? Instead of letting me face... your face, which you haven't even pirated yet."
"Haha, visitor from hell. Speaking of which, that boy really fits the title. But, Cynthia, aren't you afraid?" he asked with interest.
Bo Jinghan replied unhurriedly: "I'm not afraid of ghosts, I just haven't seen them. If he really climbed up, I would like to ask him, where did I offend him, what was wrong with him? Where did he die?
No, you have to die in such a tragic way under my eyes..."
