With such endurance and IQ, it would be too ridiculous to want to use a woman to help him regain the throne.
He is unwilling to bow his head and put his head down, his mouth is not sweet enough, and his heart is not cruel enough.
He can succeed in this way, and it really depends on good luck to lie down and win.
But with himself, it is impossible for Dawson to have an accident.
Luo Liyan snorted again, and then went to close the car door.
She wanted to get back into the seat, but suddenly fell into an embrace.
At this time, Dawson had crawled out from under the single bed and sat on the seat.
Luo Liyan deliberately pretended to be frightened and bounced forward, but her waist was clasped by the slender arms in an instant, and she was pulled back into that embrace.
"When did you become so timid?" There was a little smile in the man's clear voice.
Well, such a cold person knows how to tease her, probably because the conversation with Donald just now made him feel happy.
Luo Liyan restrained the joy in her eyes, then moved away from his lap, and glanced at Dawson coquettishly, "I was very nervous just now, that's why I was scared by you."
"Is he worth your nervousness? Are you afraid that he will know my existence?" Dawson's tone became colder. Although his expression didn't change at all, his aura suddenly became sharper, making him a little breathless.
Luo Liyan felt a little headache for his ups and downs, "Why should I be afraid that he will know your existence? I have already torn up the marriage certificate. What relationship do I have with him?"
Dawson didn't answer, but still fixed his eyes on Luo Liyan, as if he was not very satisfied with the answer.
Luo Liyan helplessly widened her eyes, pursed her lips, and exhaled at him, "I'm just afraid that he is really cruel enough to kill all his people, so I should find some reason to go back on my word."
"Since you are afraid, why do you have to mention that condition?" Dawson looked serious, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.
Even if Luo Liyan has no ghosts in her heart, she still feels guilty when he stares at her like this.
"I just don't think he is so courageous and would kill all his people. After all, in the current situation where he and your majesty are fighting each other, my safety should be the top priority in his opinion. After all, your Majesty probably wouldn't want me to marry him, maybe he would have killed me on the way. So this time he sent here his most trusted confidants, and his most powerful personal guards."
"There are not many people who can use what he has and can really trust it completely. If he really kills them all, he should be reluctant. There is more or less a gamble in me."
Luo Liyan coughed lightly after finishing speaking.
The glacier in Dawson's eyes finally cracked open, revealing a faint light.
His long eyelashes trembled twice, and then he stared at the little girl in front of him again, "Do you think Desmond III will attack you?"
"So I thought so." Luo Liyan shrugged her small nose, "Of course, this is a precondition that I don't know what Fiji's internal affairs are like. But now that I know, there is no such possibility. After all Your Majesty should not care who we Fiki stand for."
Not necessarily don't care.
Dawson felt itchy in his heart, and wanted to reveal his identity directly and tell the little girl in front of him that he cared now.
But in the end he chose to remain silent.