C43 (2/2)

Now, no matter how much anger there was, it was unable to make up for what had happened. Thus, on the surface, Qin Hanning appeared very calm and collected, no longer speaking harshly to the wronged crew.

The more Qin Zheng restrained his anger, the more frightened he became for Zi Yuan. Who knew what kind of storm they would face upon returning to their homeland?

Shen Mo naturally had no way to find a person that even Qin Junning could not find.

He was still young, and he still had a lot of youth and a beautiful future ahead of him. Surrounded by all kinds of girls, as long as he wanted, he could immediately find a cute and gentle girl to start a new relationship and end his sad past.

But Tang Xiao Ai would not easily forget the past.

She would never forget Shen Mo for the rest of her life.

In her monotonous youth, the only beautiful scenery she had ever missed, she would never be able to forget her beautiful but hurried first love.

Only in youth can there be love. After middle age, there is only lust.

This was what she had read in the library, and she still remembered it clearly.

She might not have any more beautiful love in the future. When she stepped into this circle, Tang Xiaoyi had already mentally prepared herself.

At this moment, after she finished talking about her university career, including her temporary and sweet love, Tang Xiao Ai's expression was very gloomy. She couldn't force herself to smile. She was like a playboy, concealing her inner feelings.

Zhong Yuqing picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. For the past two days, he hadn't done anything but ask about Tang Xiaoyi's life since she was young.

Actually, listening to a person's story was also a relaxing method.

In particular, the more miserable that person's experience was, the more it set off how wonderful his own life was.

However, Zhong Yuqing wasn't as bored as he was. He had been down and out in the past, and life was only perfect when there were great ups and downs.

It was just that he didn't have a first love.

While people secretly wrote love letters and notes to their favorite girls, he was also desperately studying and reading. While Qin Junning and the golden-haired, blue-eyed girl were messing around in the dorm, he was sitting by his computer, researching the program and promoting the website. In front of the Spring Palace, he was calm and collected. He had devoted his youth to his career in exchange for what he had achieved today.

Therefore, Zhong Yuqing couldn't understand the pure beauty and throbbing of his first love. He would always get into bed to deal with women who had feelings for him. When he got out of bed, he would still be busy working at the company and would forget about it immediately.

Except for Tang Xiao Ai.

She had an ancient feeling of staying time, and her body was unforgettable, so Zhong Yuqing wanted her to become his lover.

”You have to give up, and you don't have to be sad. Give up that boy and there will be even better people waiting for you in front.” Zhong Yuqing discovered that no matter how much he hinted at her, Tang Xiaoyi was like a wooden puppet. She didn't respond in any way.

”There won't be. In my heart, he is the best.” Of course, Tang Xiao En couldn't understand Zhong Yuqing's various hints because in her heart, Zhong Yuqing was her benefactor and also a god. It was impossible for him to have any emotional entanglement with an ordinary person like her.

Therefore, she didn't think about that at all. She only respectfully answered to all the words of Zhong Chuanqing, treating him as an elder brother that was worthy of respect.

”Oh?” Zhong Yuqing was pouring tea leisurely. He sounded like he didn't know what it meant. He was starting to feel displeased.

This was the first time he was completely ignored by a woman. Furthermore, in front of him, he praised other men as the best man in the world. This was simply … Provoke.

For Zhong Yuqing, this was a crazy provocation, and his pride was frustrated.

However, he didn't want to put down his pride and make it clear. He directly told her, ”As my bed companion, it is impossible that Zhong Yuqing didn't say these words after saving her.”

He had wanted to set up a circle and let her come in, to be like the other women, to give everything to him, not to force her into a corner, or to express his desire to have her as his lover.