Wen Qiao sat at the covered terrace table. The rain reflected the fresh green, like a rose in a glass cover, hazy and beautiful.
He walked over, and Wen Qiao raised his hand: "Don't come over yet, listen to me."
"say what?"
"Well, didn't our relationship all start with a lie I told?"
Fu Nanli was furious: "I don't care if you lie."
"I care."
Fu Nanli stared at the broken spot at the corner of her mouth: "I think you haven't been bitten enough."
Wen Qiao felt a slight pain in the corner of his mouth, and pointed at him: "Why are you so..."
"What?"
“That’s unreasonable.”
"Wen Qiao, who is being unreasonable?"
Wen Qiao said seriously: "This is what I think. Let's just pretend that what happened between us never happened. It's always wrong for me to lie."
Fu Nanli rushed over and pressed the man against the glass window, "Say it again."
Lu Youyou, who came back to get her coat, didn't know whether to go in or out. She just stood at the back, shivering.
"Can you please listen to what I have to say?" Wen Qiao was really impressed by him.
Fu Nanli looked at her with dangerous eyes. Wen Qiao said cautiously, "I'm thinking about starting over. Otherwise, I can't face you."
Lu Youyou’s eyes widened immediately. Did Mr. Fu know that her Qiao lied
Fu Nanli was a little stunned: "What does it mean to start over?"
Wen Qiao said seriously: "Just pretend we don't know each other, I will pursue you."
Lu Youyou: …
What were these two doing? She quietly picked up the coat on the chair and left quickly. Mr. Fu didn't seem angry, so there was no need for her to stay and act as a light bulb.
Fu Nanli: "There's no need to make it so complicated. Just continue to get along with each other as before."
He was no longer her only antidote, he had become a big liar, and he didn't want any more accidents to happen in their relationship.
He didn't dare take the risk.
"No." Wen Qiao was firm.
Fu Nanli narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "You just want to pursue me, right?"
Wen Qiaote said seriously: "You can't be ooc."
"What does this mean?"
"Out Of Character, which probably means you can't be inconsistent with your character. You can't just say I pursue you and you agree. You are a rich and powerful young master from a top wealthy family, you should be very cool."
Fu Nanli: …
"Wen Qiao, you..."
The key point is that Wen Qiao's expression was very serious, and she was not joking. She didn't want their relationship to be a utopia under a huge lie. She wanted every moment of their interaction to be real, verifiable, and reasonable, so that she could convince herself.
"May I?"
What can Fu Nanli say
The kid wanted to play, what else could he say except risking his life to accompany the gentleman
"Okay." He said this almost through gritted teeth.
Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he agreed, that was good enough.
"That's fine, please go back."
"Come back with me."
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow: "Don't you remember what I just said? We don't know each other now, go back to sleep, I see you don't look well, and there are red bloodshot eyes."
Maybe he hadn't slept for a few days because he was looking for her. His eyes were full of fatigue and she really couldn't bear it.
"Don't know her?" Fu Nanli's jawline was tense and his temples were throbbing violently. He couldn't stand her weird ideas.
Maybe this is the generation gap, he thought.
Wen Qiao nodded: "Starting from not knowing each other."
Mr. Fu was sent into the car by Wen Qiao. On the roadside, she held a transparent umbrella and leaned on his car window. Fu Nanli asked her, "How are you going to pursue me?"
(End of this chapter)