Can You Love Me? Chapter 33

He only wore a black s.h.i.+rt on his upper body, his hair was a little messy, and a cigarette was sandwiched between his right index finger and middle finger.

This was her first time to saw Jian Zechuan smoke. Before that, he was always cold and hard to get close to. He was elegant and calm. He was so perfect that she was envious. It seems that you can't find anything wrong with him.

Xin Ai thinks that a perfect man like Jian Zechuan would never be able to smoke at all.

The light was a little dark, but Xin Ai knows that Jian Zechuan is looking at her, maybe … with irony, like watching a clown performing alone.

He thought, look .. here comes the shameless woman again.

But then, Xin Ai has to do more embarra.s.sing and shameless things.

The silver hair revolves around Xin Ai, and he is close to her: “What's your name? Our band is going to shoot MV recently. We are short of a heroine. Would you like to come? The price is easy to say …”

Xin Ai can feel a cold sight from the direction of Jian Zechuan as if to freeze her into an ice sculpture.

She pushed the silver hair away. She turned around and picked up an empty wine gla.s.s, poured out a Hennessy wine. In the moment of turned around, she held the wine gla.s.s in her hands, and she threw the pill that had been stuck in the finger gap into it. The red pill melted quickly in the liquid, and no one could see.

The medicine was bought by her at a high price two days ago. It is said to have a strong effect.

It's either a success today, or … she'll be dead and get out of here.

There were many people around, but she didn't care about the rules that Jian Zechuan had laid down for her.

She tried to calm down her nervousness and her hands held the gla.s.s steady.

Finally, she arrived in front of him. She swallowed her throat. She held the gla.s.s in both hands and handed it to him.

“Sanye, I've come to apologize to you.”

As soon as the words came out, the whole audience was silent.

All people; all eyes are on Xin Ai.

Jian Zechuan throws out one and two barrels as if he didn't hear her.

Xia Yinyin, who was sitting beside him, turned her eyes twice and leaned towards him carefully: “Sanye, this girl is …”

She put her hand on the back of the chair where Jian Zechuan sat as if to hold him. The gesture of the unintentional hostess seemed to declare sovereignty.

But it's useless for Xin Ai. All her attention was on Jian Zechuan.

She was in no mood to think about who is Xia Yinyin and what she was doing. Her nervous hands keep shaking.

Jian Zechuan took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled a ring of smoke, which briefly blurred his appearance for a short time.

Xin Ai has always disliked smoking man, but when Jian Zechuan smoked, he was so handsome that people wanted to take off his clothes every minute.

He sat there lazily, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his fingers smoking, his hair a little messy, and his body was cold, but it was a little different from the past.

At the moment, the whole body is full of evil, and the cold thin lips are full of ridicule. His narrow eyes are full of deadly attraction even if he doesn't say a word. He can be regarded as a model of national disaster.

——Demon!

Xin Ai can only remember these words!

A big man is born like this and doesn't give others a chance to live.

Her hands were almost sore when she held the cup, and Jian Zechuan didn't look at her, as if he didn't see her at all.

Someone turned on the light, and now it's as bright as day. Xin Ai stands alone in the light, really like a clown, embarra.s.sed and helpless.

For a long time, don't know who made a loud laugh mockery, but then there's laughter from all sides; like waves.

These people think that she is a gold digger who wants to hook up with Jian Zechuan.

Xin Ai sighs, in fact … She is!

Such a stalemate is not the solution, Xin Ai gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice, “Mr. Jian, it was my fault before. I was so brazen. I'm sorry.

I have caused you a lot of trouble and trouble. Please forgive me. Thank you for being hara.s.sed by me for such a long time. I haven't called the police yet. I'm really sorry about that, so … I'd like to offer you this wine. I hope you can accept my apology.”

This is true and false.

If she can't get Jian Zechuan this time, then Xin Ai should give up and she can only look for someone who can replace Jian Zechuan.

She doesn't have the time to waste.

On the table, Jian Zechuan's friend said in a small tone: “San-ge, you don't love such a beautiful little sister, but I love her … if I ….”

Jian Zechuan touched a seven-card and pushed down the card in front of him: “Self-touch, Hu*.”

(*TN: In mahjong, Hu means complete a winning hand at mahjong.)

He finally had time to give Xin Ai a little light: “Apologies?”

Xin Ai nodded seriously: “Well, I'm sorry. If you accept my apology, later I… I'll stop pestering you, I promise.”

Jian Zechuan sneered, his eyes were cold and piercing on her… maybe it was because Lu Jincheng so she gave up so decisively.

She kept saying that she would not give up easily. As a result, after turned around, she got together with the other man.

“Your guarantee? What must be taken?”

“Personality!”

“Do you have one?”

Xin Ai was stabbed at the bottom of her heart. Of course, she did, but … It's lost.

She bit her lips and said, “You don't need money either, but now I … Apart from my life and this body, I really have nothing left. What guarantee do you speak? Otherwise… a heads?”

Jian Zechuan swept the gla.s.s of wine. Xin Ai held it for a long time and her hands were shaking.

Looking up slowly along with the hand, her arms were white, round and white. Jian Zechuan remembers that his grandmother once had a white jade Guanyin before; the white jade of sheep-fat is flawless without any defect. He liked the feel of the jade very much. Later, he broke it, but now he knew that the white jade was not as delicate as Xin Ai's arm.

Looking further down, the sneer on Jian Zechuan's face was gone.

No one knows better than him how good Xin Ai's figure is. He has seen it with his own eyes and measured it with his own hands, but … The curve of the cheongsam is like the two layers of skin of the body. The short b.u.t.tocks of the skirt can be covered. It's beautiful and enchanting. It's more attractive to wear it than not.

The room was full of men, including him, were all glued to Xin Ai.

As a man, Jian Zechuan knows very well what men are thinking in their mind; dirty, desire … Including him!

Jian Zechuan slowly unties a b.u.t.ton at the neck, and his eyes are cold and sharp.

“Heads?”

Xin Ai bit her lips and nodded.

“You… You see, you don't want me either, except for my head … There's really nothing to guarantee.”

The room is fully air-conditioned, Xin Ai's white legs and her arms were exposed. Coupled with the piercing look in Jian Zechuan's eyes, she trembled with cold, and the liquid in her gla.s.s shook ripples.

The girl is weak and trembling like a delicate flower in the wind. Her eyes are clear, and her teeth bite her lips. From head to foot, there is no place that does not arouse the controlling desire of the man's heart.

Jian Zechuan suddenly felt that he didn't want to talk too much nonsense to Xin Ai, and the scene should be switched as soon as possible.

Xin Ai's hand suddenly emptied, and she was stunned for a moment. Jian Zechuan unexpectedly … took it away!