"You-" I concluded, but the person had fallen into his hands, and he was helpless, and even the posture of "if you want to kill or chop, listen to and respect" is redundant.

"Answer me a few questions, though, and I might consider letting you go." The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and he was in great interest.

It's a pity, if it's so easy to obey, I won't pay off the feather.

I smiled coldly, "It's three o'clock in the morning, and I don't think any normal person would want to play a quiz game at this point in time, and I'm even less interested." ”

"What if I really want to know the answer?" Instead, he stopped joking, and his tone was serious and inexplicably empty, which made me speechless for a moment.

"About the assassination that night," he said, "do you have anything to ask me?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, seemed to understand what he cared about, looked at him directly, and said categorically: "No." ”

"You can doubt me, like Jossi, like everyone else." His expression that faded for a moment couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, angry or angry.

Looking at his serious appearance, I gradually raised my eyebrows, and a faint smile on my lips, even if it is not recovered, what can make me suspicious of you? If I have experienced so much and can't get me to know you a little bit, then what is your deep love in the marrow, and what is my infatuation with you now?

"Is it to keep me just to slander my intelligence?" I pretended to be indifferent, refusing to speak out, but believing that he understood.

He was slightly stunned, and the line of his lips gradually drew a faint smile, which gradually deepened.

In the next moment, his hand was suddenly picked up, and I subconsciously broke free, but was held tightly.

"Hey, what are you doing?——" I was displeased.

"As you say. My quiz game isn't over yet. There was a hint of tenderness in his dictatorial tone, and he pulled me tight and walked into the president's room.

Similar to the decoration style of the Chinese branch back then, this president's room is also simple and high-end, overflowing with taste and style.

Look out the window casually, and the lights of London continue to light up at night. However, because of the height of the 91st floor, all the light in the field of vision is blurred, and the dark Thames River can be seen in the distance, and the light flow of the night is faintly visible.

"Want something?" In the corner of the room, Si Tianzhe stood in front of the wine cabinet full of all kinds of famous wines, looked back and asked me.

"Coffee." I replied casually, no matter what, it's better to stay awake.

He looked at me, seemed to want to say something, and paused for a moment. But he still silently brought the coffee over.

"Thank you."

I picked up the white porcelain glass with exquisite texture and touched it lightly on my lips, and the mouth was mellow and sweet, with a slight aroma of brandy.

Without waiting for the porcelain cup to be removed, the elegance and mood were overflowing, and the gorgeous charm had spread between my lips, and I said softly: "'Royal'...... Royal Coffee ......" and then bowed slightly. "It tastes good."

He smiled and sat down on the couch opposite. Unlike mine, a half-filled wine glass gently played with his finger, "Actually, I don't want to give you coffee, you need a glass of hot milk in your current state." Then get a good night's sleep. ”

"What do I look like now......" Casting my eyes to one place at random, I blurted out, "What does it look like?" ”

I'm afraid I can't see myself exactly what I look like now.

"Nervous looks." He looked at me, calm and sure.

He hooked the corners of his lips without a smile. I didn't retort, "So, why did you change your mind?" ”

"Because," he said, his eyes teased, the apricot liquid swirling in the glass as if dancing to the rhythm of the night, "you need to stay awake to deal with my bad intentions that may be whimsical at any moment, don't you?" ”

I smiled, as if it had been too long since I had smiled beyond the standard arc.

Putting away the smile, I raised my eyes, my gaze wandered, and I inadvertently touched his eyes, and my heartbeat stopped abruptly.

He sat across from me in a casual and lazy manner, calmly revealing a posture above all else, but his eyes stared at me intently, and his deep eyes were slightly distracted.

Not wanting to spread a different atmosphere, I hurriedly looked away, and then glanced at the classical standing clock on the side, a quarter past three.

"It's late, if the quiz game is over......" I reminded as I gazed at the clock face.

"Wait," he said, putting down the cup in his hand and leaning forward to look at me, "tell me, are you ......"

After a moment's pause, I raised my eyes and waited for him to finish.

"Isn't it," his eyes became more serious, and he said, "from the first time you saw me, you were deeply fascinated by my charm?" ”

There was a sudden choking in my throat, and I glanced at him hopelessly, and I didn't even bother to say anything to refute it.

Ignoring my sarcasm, he smiled charmingly, "You know, every time you frown and look at me with such a thin eye, it's very charming." ”

Sure enough, I shouldn't believe what he said, so my face turned cold, and I got up and left.

However, before he could take a step, he quickly blocked in front of me, looked down at me, and the frivolity in his tone was a lot less, "Okay, okay, count me wrong, actually...... From the first time I saw you, I fell in love with your charm and couldn't extricate myself. ”

"You're enough." I glanced at him and turned sideways, trying to miss his block and get out of here.

"Huh—" He stepped sideways and stopped in front of me.

"What the hell do you want?" I had lost my patience, and my tone wasn't necessarily good, "Even if it's a punishment for my late-night trespassing, can you just be neat?" ”

"Don't go......," he said softly, with a slight request, and his eyes swept into an intoxicating lake, "I really have a question for you." ”

Seeing that I didn't react in any way, just looked to the side, his tone softened a little, "Sit down first, listen to me, okay?" ”

I don't know if anyone can resist his look and tone, I'm afraid I can't. Sighing silently, I sat down on the sofa again, but my voice was inevitably cold, "It's best that your question doesn't make me want to jump out of the window than leave." ”

He smiled slightly, but instead of returning to his place, he sat down next to me.

It was a little close, and I naturally leaned to the side.

He didn't care, just stared at me and asked calmly, "A few days ago, the financial director you gave you is that Phyllis?" Miss Hill has a car, right? ”

Extremely unexpectedly, his question baffled me.

"Just because, it's a car?" He asked, quite like a teacher who was kind to him.

It wasn't just a car, of course, it was a tool for me to demonstrate to Phyllis in an attempt to wreak havoc on her psychological defenses, and a means to get her into panicking and provoking her to strike earlier so that I could get the hang of it.

"Otherwise, a miniature tank?" I deliberately said that, although I understood that his words had other meanings, I was never sure where his focus would ultimately be.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly, "You know, I'm asking you the reason behind giving her this car - don't say, it's because the boss cares about his subordinates." ”

"If you understand, why do you even want to ask me?" At this point, all the fights between me and Phyllis naturally could not be concealed from him, so I said bluntly: "When did the president of the division also become interested in the civil war of the Furcumens family?" ”

"How can I not be interested in everything that has to do with you......" he lowered his eyes and said in a low tone.

My heart trembled.

"It's just," he said, the glare in my eyes, "and it's not the one I want to know. ”

"Oh? It's strange," I raised my eyebrows, and the clouds were light, "could there be any other reason?" ”

A deep gaze went straight into my eyes, and he said calmly, "I." ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about." I looked away, but his gaze did not allow me to retreat.

"No, you understand." With his arm propped up on the back of the sofa, he leaned forward and pressed towards me with an unprovoked momentum, making me even more helpless at the moment, "If you don't understand, you won't have to look back at that Bugatti before you leave that night, if you don't understand, you won't put other gifts and don't choose, but you have to give her a car, and why did you destroy her car......"

- Why did I destroy her car, wasn't it because of the Bugatti that was damaged by bullets, and my subconscious was "tooth for tooth" for it?

I spoke in my heart, filling up his unfinished words.

The fact that I have been hiding deep in my heart for a long time and has been avoiding and not daring to face it, at this moment, the wind and sand covering the surface have finally faded, revealing the truth dripping from the bottom of my heart.

It hurts slightly, but it is also relieved.

"Tell me, the reason why you are doing this, in your subconscious, is actually related to me." There was an imperceptible urgency in his voice.

"It's irrelevant, is it really important?" I muttered, as if inquiring and as if muttering to myself.

"It's really important or ......," he repeated my words, and the words fell with pain and sorrow, which I rarely saw, and as proud and sharp as him, he would also undisguise such a sad emotion.

"Don't you think it's cruel to ask that?" His tone was heavier, with a hint of annoyance, and the pain in his eyes was still unabated, "Then what do you think, Fu Qingyu?" Do you think my weight in your heart is important to me? ”

There was a hole in my heart, and every word of him was like a handful of broken ice, rubbed into my heart, and my eyebrows were frowned, and it was already so painful that I couldn't breathe.

Why, you always push me like this.

I can refute everything, but I can't refute my own heart.

"Yes......" I raised my eyes, my voice was a little hoarse, the matter has come to this, can I still deny it?

"What did you say?" His eyes twitched.

"About ......," I replied, with a sense of resignation and frustration, "are you happy then?" ”

Like a cold star falling into his eyes, a deep darkness lit up in an instant, and the corners of his lips sparkled with a touch of joy, but I secretly regretted that I had just said this angry sentence, and I felt out of shape. (To be continued......)