"Things went smoothly after that. After he found out about me, he gave me a lot of money and asked me to study and stop doing this kind of thing." Meng Ziyao's voice was very gentle, as if he couldn't bear to destroy the memory. "I said I wanted to repay him, but he said no. If I must repay him, let me study hard and go to work for Shen after graduation to create profits for Shen."
Having said all this,
Meng Ziyao looked at Lu Xixin without blinking and asked seriously: "Can you understand how I feel? Mr. Shen is like a ray of light, dispelling all the darkness in front of me."
The hairstylist who was standing nearby doing Lu Xixin's hair couldn't stand listening anymore. She was vomiting - she really wanted to vomit!
Why is this woman so green? She actually talks about how she met her boyfriend in front of someone’s girlfriend, and that’s it. She actually asks someone if she can relate to it?
You are too thick-skinned!
If it were her, she would definitely give Green Tea a slap in the face and slap her out.
Roll over, green tea!
Lu Xixin didn't expect that she would ask herself. She turned her eyes slightly, blinked twice, thought for a moment, and nodded: "You are so lucky!"
Meng Ziyao's eyes lit up and she looked at Lu Xixin in surprise: "Do you think so too? I really feel like the heroine in it, meeting the CEO who can save me from fire and water, and then... .”
Meng Ziyao suddenly paused, raised his eyes to look at Lu Xixin, and stuck out his tongue in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Miss Lu, that's not what I meant, I just feel that I am very lucky and my fate is wonderful. , I am very grateful to Mr. Shen. If I had not met him, I might not be where I am today."
The hairstylist almost grinded his teeth with hatred: What a wonderful fart, you green tea dog, scheming female watch!
Lu Xixin raised her eyes lightly and glanced at Meng Ziyao. She was well aware of her little thoughts, but she was not as angry as the hairstylist.
She also felt that it was very strange. It was really like the plot in it. The reason why was because the plot in it was fictitious and rare. Like Meng Ziyao's situation at that time, he would basically be dragged into the quagmire later, and there would be no chance at all. Someone save her.
It was a miracle that she could meet Shen Jiayao.
Lu Xixin can understand this kind of girl's worries. A handsome man descends from the sky like a savior. No matter who he is, his heart will beat with excitement.
Such beautiful and wonderful memories are worth cherishing.
She has no need or right to prevent others from cherishing this memory.
Lu Xixin's character is like this, generous, gentle and compassionate. She can understand the thoughts of others, and as long as those thoughts are not bad, she is willing to tolerate them.
"It doesn't matter." She smiled lightly at Meng Ziyao and said in a gentle tone: "This is your memory, there is no need to apologize to me."
Meng Ziyao was startled.
As if it was unbelievable, he raised his eyes and looked at Lu Xixin's expression carefully, and found that she was really not unhappy at all and was completely considerate.
Although he had the intention of testing, he wanted to see if Miss Lu was generous enough to be worthy of Shen Jiayao. However, when he saw that she really didn't care and was tolerant and compassionate, Meng Ziyao suddenly felt something in her heart. Indescribably complicated.
There is joy, relief and a hint of unwillingness!
Is there really such a beautiful woman in this world, with clear wisdom, gentleness and compassion?
How is this possible? She lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip subconsciously.
No, no, she must be pretending.
Thinking of this, Meng Ziyao looked at Lu Xixin leisurely and asked: "Miss Lu, aren't you curious?"
I'm just curious, did anything happen between her and Mr. Shen that night?
Lu Xixin glanced at her but said nothing.
Meng Ziyao became a little anxious and subconsciously said: "Are you really not curious? That night -"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Xixin's cold voice.
She looked at Meng Ziyao, the sharpness in her eyes making people afraid to look directly at her: "Are you sure you want to continue talking?"