"Nanmi, you can take whatever you want." Xie Hewu still picked a piece of matcha cake and took a bite.
"Is it delicious?" Sang Nanmi's eyes were also watery, watching Xie Hewu eat with a look of enjoyment, as if the matcha cake in her hand was the most delicious thing in the world.
"Well, it's delicious, try one piece." Xie Hewu took another piece and handed it into her hand.
Sang Nanmi hesitated for a moment, but still took a bite. Xie Hewu caught a glimpse of Li Zhihuan who had been watching her silently, and his face immediately beamed with joy.
"Have you not eaten for a long time?" Xie Hewu asked casually.
"En." Sang Nanmi ate the cake in her hands in small bites, and responded shyly.
"Did you really snatch it from Li Zhihuan?"
Sang Nanmi actually hummed too.
Xie Hewu frowned, "Where did you get it?"
"Can you help me leave him?" Sang Nanmi looked at Xie Hewu still full of admiration.
This radiant girl inexplicably convinced her.
"Yes!" Xie Hewu said with certainty.
What age is this
No matter who it is, they can't rob people's daughters by force!
"I am the fiancée of Li Zhihuan's friend." Sang Nan's honeyed words were not shocking and she kept dying.
"Huh?" Xie Hewu's eyes widened in surprise.
"I met Li Zhihuan half a year ago. My fiancé asked Li Zhihuan to do something. He took me and Li Zhihuan to dinner. Li Zhihuan's subordinates made things difficult for my fiancé, saying that Li Zhihuan would only help my fiancé if he gave me to Li Zhihuan. My fiancé I actually agreed, and I was given to Li Zhihuan." Sang Nanmi became more and more sad as she spoke, but she didn't cry, her tone was neither love nor hate, very flat.
"You don't like your fiancé?" Xie Hewu hit the nail on the head.
If she liked Li Zhihuan's friend, she would have hated Li Zhihuan's friend long ago, right
Because I don't love, I don't hate.
"I don't like my fiancé. My fiancé's family believes in fate and says my fate is Gwangfu, so when I was eight years old, my parents forced me to make an appointment with him, but he is very bad and caring. , there are countless women around me, I would rather die than marry him, I am very glad that I can leave him, but... I will not marry Li Zhihuan either."
"Why?" Xie Hewu found out that this girl seemed weak, and she was not without her own opinions.
The girl bit her lower lip, "Our first meeting...was so unbearable!
I was given to Li Zhihuan as a gift, how could he cherish me? "
"That's not necessarily true!" Xie Hewu said leisurely, "The world is unpredictable. I have seen too many strange things. In this world, nothing is impossible."
"Huh?" Sang Nanmi looked at her questioningly.
Xie Hewu talked about the love-hate entanglement between her and Fu Cangwu.
Anyway, she didn't talk about it, seeing Li Zhihuan's doggedness towards Sang Nanmi, Li Zhihuan would definitely tell Sang Nanmi about her relationship with Fu Cangwu later.
Sang Nanmi kept exclaiming, her eyes widened, "You and your boyfriend's sister have such a bad relationship, can you still be together?"
"What else? Who made me like him?" Xie Hewu sighed helplessly, "So, when you really like someone, no problem will be a problem.
You just need to ask your heart if you like him. "
Sang Nanmi lowered her head and thought about it carefully.
In the past six months, Li Zhihuan has indeed treated her very well.
(end of this chapter)