Chapter 397: But You're Not Mine
"What about you?" Tong Ran looked up at him, with a slightly serious look in his starry eyes, "Do you sue me wherever you go?"
Although she is his personal secretary, it does not mean that she can see all his itinerary.
There is a part of the hidden itinerary, which is estimated to be known only to his black-clothed people.
Mo Nanjue's face became more and more ugly, he tightened his thin waist and said with some displeasure, "Don't talk so much nonsense! In short, if you go anywhere in the future, you have to tell me!"
"Isn't it under your control to go anywhere?" she was watched so closely by him all the time, what else was there to report?!
"I can't grasp it, and you take the initiative to sue me, it's two different things!"
"Then do you tell me about your itinerary?"
"Do you want to know what I'm going to do?" Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows, "Tong Ran, are you afraid that I will be with other women?"
Tong Ran replied without showing weakness, "Then what do you want to know where I am going?" Mo Nanjue, are you afraid that I will be with other men?"
"I'm afraid?" the man grinned, "What are you kidding?
"Then don't let me report to you!"
"Tong Ran, you didn't figure out the situation, did you?" the man pressed her tightly against the elevator wall, and his left knee bent her left leg up, "You are mine, so I have to know where you go, my Mo Nanjue's woman, how can I let her have a relationship with other men?"
"Am I yours?" Tong Ran was pressed uncomfortably, and his hands were pressed against his strong chest as if resisting, "Monan Jue, why do you say that I am yours?"
"You're going to go back to that question again?" What did she want to talk to him about?!
Who else does she want to be?!
"You let go of me first! I can't breathe!" Tong Ran broke free with all his might, and the man knew that this position was uncomfortable, so he let go of her.
The elevator was still rising, and the air in the elevator was stuffy and uncomfortable, Tong Ran took a few steps back, raised his head and looked at him, and his voice was extremely serious, "Mo Nanjue, you said that I was yours, then I asked you, are you mine?"
Mo Nanjue frowned when he heard this, "I'm not anyone's. β
He won't let himself be controlled by anyone!
Tong Ran knew that he would say this, and smiled expectedly, "Look, you said I was yours, but you weren't mine, don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"What's so ridiculous about this?" the man grimaced, "you're mine, it's a fact that can't be changed." β
The woman didn't answer, just met his eyes, "Monan Jue, then you, do you love me?"
So you, love me?
These five short words pierced his heart deeply.
Monan Jue felt his heart flutter violently.
Love?
How could he love? From the age of seventeen, he had already told himself not to have any feelings for anyone!
Because, those feelings will be a sharp dagger!
If he has feelings for anyone, then it is equivalent to him polishing the dagger with his own hands and letting the other party stab him in the heart!
So, the answer must be no love.
Yes, he doesn't.
How could he love Monanjue?!
The man raised his eyes, and there seemed to be some love on his handsome face, he endured it, chuckled and shook his head, "Tong Ran, you are too naΓ―ve, I will not fall in love with anyone." β