Mu Yi turned his head and looked at Han Zhenyu with a bit of doubt in his expression: "Do you want to know something? Is it about the money they talked about?"
"Of course not, I just want you to know, Beitangwu...oh! That means your father is a very rich man." Han Zhenyu's eyes flickered, his expression unnatural.
"Money is an external possession, but it can change a person's character!"
"Are you talking about me? Girl..." Han Zhenyu smiled self-deprecatingly, "Have I ever been short of money before? Who gave me all this?"
It’s so sad that he, the dignified CEO of Evergrande Group, has fallen into such a state now! [
Involuntarily, his hatred for Lei Yufeng increased even more.
Seeing that Mu Yiyi was silent, he walked to her and looked at her and said, "Getting that money can help Chi Yan regain his reputation. Chi Yan belongs to your Beitang family."
"Chi Yan? If you like it, take it! I don't know what Chi Yan is..."
"Don't you understand yet? If you marry me, I will help your Beitang family make a comeback, and I can also help your father get revenge. Beitang Jing, do you want your father's death to be in vain?" Han Zhenyu raised his voice.
The expression on Mu Yiyi's face remained unchanged, as if what Han Zhenyu said had nothing to do with her.
"Girl, don't challenge my patience. I asked for your opinion and asked you to come with me. That's out of respect for you. Otherwise, I would have kidnapped you to Thailand. You should have been my Han Zhenyu's woman."
"I am who I am, I don't belong to anyone!"
"you……"
"Ding dong!" The oven stopped running and made a crisp beep.
Putting on thick cotton gloves, Mu Yi opened the oven one by one and took out the fragrant and shaped cake.
Han Zhenyu had a slightly sullen face, leaning against the dressing table and looking at Mu Yiyi's slender figure. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to City A, to the classroom where Professor Mu Yiyi painted.
That day, she used chalk to draw a beautiful sunflower in full bloom on the blackboard. Then, under the flower, she wrote a line of words:
Sunflowers always chase the direction of the sun, blooming as brightly as the sun, and their colors are full of the flavor of sunshine.
Then she threw down the chalk, leaned on the table on the podium, folded her hands on her chest, and stared at the flowers and words on the blackboard in a daze.
And she, in his eyes, has always been a brilliant sunflower.
At that time, he didn't know who would be her sunshine in the future? Who would give her warmth? Who would have her perfect bloom?
Thinking about it, the corners of Han Zhenyu's eyes felt slightly hot. He recalled what he said at that time. He said he happened to come over here to do some errands. He happened to remember that she was attending class here. It happened to be dinner time and he happened to see her, so he invited her.
Let's have dinner together.
How silly! Why don't you just say that you love her?
In this case, the life trajectories of both of them will be completely changed, and they should be very happy.[
At that time, he will be the happiest man in the world because he can be loved by her.
"Girl! Whether you believe it or not, I love you!" After Han Zhenyu finished speaking, he stepped forward and touched Mu Yiyi's shoulder with one hand, patting her gently, "I'll give you a little more time, I don't want to force you.
Now that you are like this, I can't let you go, do you understand?"