Chapter 913 (1/2)

”Here he is. He really is.” Alec, who was waiting with Hepburn, was more excited than she was at the sight of the slowly approaching angel.

”What should I do?” Hepburn looked at the approaching yacht with mixed eyes.

”Do what you want.” Alec didn't think anyone could refuse him, and the girl in front of him was even more impossible.

Although she was a descendant of aristocracy, she was not as good as a chicken when she landed on the ground.

However, she was more noble than ordinary women.

Maybe that's what attracted the boss?

When the yacht came to shore, Alec met him at the first time. What he saw was Denny's flattened poker face.

”The boss asked Miss Hepburn on board.” Denny said coldly.

”Good, good.” With a smile, Alec turned and waved quickly to Hepburn.

”This is a good opportunity for you. Don't miss it.” Whispering to her as he passed by, Hepburn continued to mount the angel.

Alec is sure she heard that. As for what the other party will do, it depends on her own choice.

In the night, the angel, with its bright lights, is like a pearl on the sea, sailing away from the coast.

Standing on the angel overlooking the beach, Hepburn can imagine the twisted jealousy even if he can't see the figure on the beach.

Thinking of this, her heart actually emerged a little pleasure, the war destroyed her beautiful life, but also let her realize the cruelty of reality.

If she had a choice, Hepburn hoped that none of this had happened. She still lived in a luxurious manor and lived carefree.

”What are you thinking?” Knowing that Hepburn got on board, he stood at the stern of the ship and looked at the coast. Li Zitao also stepped down from the upper deck.

”Farewell to the past.” Hepburn said with mixed expression.

What happened today is just like a dream to her.

But when Li Zitao really stood by her side, that kind of face-to-face reality let her have a kind of panic to escape, but also with the temptation of moths to the fire.

”That would be great.” Holding the fence with both hands, Li Zitao said with a smile: ”maybe we should have a toast to this.”

With a deep look at him, Hepburn nodded his approval, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With her on the second floor, Li Zitao invited her to sit at the table. The waiter in charge of the service immediately added wine to the goblet in front of them.

”To the future.” Li said, holding up his glass.

”To the past.” Hepburn chuckled with girlish reserve.

They knew exactly what they wanted from each other, but they were reserved and gentlemanly at first sight.

You know I pretend to be reserved, I know you're plotting.

This kind of initial acquaintance will appear emotion, for Li Zitao some numb heart to bring some waves.

However, in this game, Li Zitao, as a banker, still has the initiative, and Hepburn's reserve is only a few points.

When she agreed to board the ship, it represented that some of her inner insistence had been compromised.

Otherwise, she would not have boarded the ship, and would not have sat here knowing that the other party was plotting an evil plan.

Rich fragrance in the mouth, sweet and sour aftertaste reminds Hepburn of his life.

”I haven't tasted it for a long time.” Hepburn laughed at himself.

”Now that we have said goodbye to the past, should we have another toast to our acquaintance?” Li Zitao lifted his glass again.