Chapter 187

"You say you love me, what do you love about me? From beginning to end, have you tried to understand me? When you want to do something to me, have you cared about my thoughts, my mood? Have you asked for my opinion? Have you considered my situation?" He Lele raised her swollen right hand. "Never. Everything you do is what you want, what you feel, what you think... In my eyes, you are just treating me as a game level, a doll! If this is your love, then I'm sorry, I can't afford it. The man I want doesn't have to have money or status, and I don't even care about marriage, but... he must be someone who can't bear to hurt me even when he's angry."

"..."

He Lele pushed his hand away again and walked to his Lamborghini, waiting for him to unlock it.

Jiji stood in place for a long time, mechanically remote-unlocking it.

Just as Jiji was about to open the car door, He Lele took the car keys from his hand and sat in the driver's seat herself.

After a while, He Lele didn't start the car, and Jiji didn't have any follow-up actions.

He Lele: "Get in."

Jiji finally walked around to the other side and got in the car, slowly turning his head to look at her hand holding the steering wheel.

"... I thought you were going to leave alone."

He Lele glared at him angrily. "Don't drive after drinking!"

Jiji rubbed his forehead somewhat tiredly.

"Seat belt!" Seeing Jiji didn't move, He Lele looked at him carefully again, only to find that his shoulders were actually trembling slightly!

No, no way... did she, did she just say too much? It seems, it is, it is a bit... he actually helped her a lot, like those materials, those opinions...

"I... sorry..."

"Heh... hehe... hehahahahaha..."

He Lele almost wanted to run out the door.

Jiji suddenly leaned over her body, nose to nose against her forehead, and kissed her injured lips lightly.

"Can I apply to break through the level again?"

Author's note:

Just thinking about finishing it quickly and posting it~~ the result is the more I write, the more I write, the later it gets... then two chapters combined into one~~ cough cough~ Jiangshan is a short-and-small gentleman...

Don't know if the editor is asleep now~~ love you all!!!

Moving on the weekend~~ don't know if I can get it done in two days~~

☆, (11 Fresh Coins) Chapter 167: Pure Relationship

"Mr. Producer Shentu, regarding Miss He's medical records, everything that could be found has been sent to you, but some small clinics are difficult to investigate. Do you need to continue?"

"No need."

Producer Shentu Mo checked the electronic documents one by one and soon found what he wanted from the few materials—phobia of being watched. The image of her timidly snuggling in his arms the night before yesterday naturally appeared in his mind...

Pressing the internal line, "Notify everyone, the afternoon meeting will be moved up to ten minutes later."

Lin Qi: "Yes."

Deep Blue Apartment.

"Do you have an announcement today?" He Lele asked Qin Zhixiu, who was about to go out.

"Yes, why?" Qin Zhixiu looked in a good mood. A boat-neck irregular T-shirt, sapphire blue slim pencil pants, making his figure look exceptionally slender, just like a beautiful boy walking out of a manga.

"Didn't Mr. Ji go with you?"

"He's busy taking newcomers. I have others to take care of me here. Are you looking for him? I'll take you."

"No, no!" Thinking of the playboy who didn't know when he would have a nervous breakdown, He Lele politely declined. "Then be careful on the road... if you don't come back for dinner, can you call back first?"

"Mm! I will!" Qin Zhixiu smiled softly and brightly. Such a pure and flawless smile made people almost forget all the troubles of the world.

After a while, the orange Chevrolet drove out of the front yard, but He Lele's brows wrinkled inadvertently. The Chevrolet was a new car that arrived yesterday, with a temporary license plate. Originally, it was nothing. After all, if Jiji went to take care of newcomers, it wouldn't be good for Qin Zhixiu to ride his Harley to work. Although there would be other agents and nanny cars, a car for transportation should still be prepared. The problem was—she happened to see when searching for Du Wei's information yesterday that Du Wei's birthday was coming up, and her favorite color was orange, and her favorite car brand was Chevrolet.

Du Wei, Shi Gujin...

"Lele, what's wrong? Why the long face?"

"Mm? Heh... nothing, Auntie Wang."

Auntie Wang looked unconvinced. "Little girl, your Auntie Wang is a discerning person. Auntie understands. Come, chat with Auntie."

Pulled to sit by the sofa, He Lele was both amused and helpless. "I'm really fine."

"Oh? Then do you like Young Master Ji or Mr. Qin?"

"I..." He Lele was stunned by the question, feeling even more powerless in her heart. Others were fine, but Jiji never avoided people, so it was no wonder Auntie Wang would misunderstand.