"I—I'm done answering the phone."

Zhang Liuling asked, "Is it okay to break up with him?"

Jiang Yue heard him ask, and she whispered, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Zhang Liuling knew that she and Jiawen had never seen each other much, and even though the two had been dating for half a year, they had actually had very little contact time.

Jiang Yue said again, "My father ......."

Zhang Liuling is well aware of her father Jiang Chengda's current thoughts.

Jiang Yue said again, "They all want me to ...... with Jiawen."

Jiang Yue said this, her voice was much lower.

"I'll tell your father about it."

Zhang Liuling said lightly.

Jiang Yue heard his words and nodded after hesitating for a while.

"Let's go in first."

Jiang Yue didn't know how he would deal with this matter with Jiang Chengda, but she was a little scared and asked, "Will they love me even less?"

"They love you very much, but making them love you more is not using this thing to accomplish it, you are not suitable for Jiawen."

"Uncle Zhang knows that I'm with Jiawen because I'm angry with you?"

Jiang Yue expressed her love directly, but when she said this, there was a bit of sadness and timidity in her eyebrows.

Zhang Liuling naturally knew, but he didn't answer her.

Jiang Yue continued, "Why didn't Uncle Zhang speak? Because Uncle Zhang is as indifferent to this matter as before?"

Zhang Liuling has always been clear about her purpose of pestering her, whether it is with Jiawen or with Jiawen, he has not agreed to have any contact between the two from the beginning.

Of course, this disagreement has nothing to do with any factors, but simply thinks that the personalities of the two are not suitable, so at that time he stopped Zhang Jiawen and warned him.

However, her insistence on going her own way developed like this relationship with Jiawen.

And he was also succeeded by her, so things became different, and he didn't want her to have any more dealings with Jiawen.

"Childish." For her previous behavior, he only gave a two-word evaluation.

Jiang Yue heard the word childish, and said back, "It's not that I confessed to Uncle Zhang, and Uncle Zhang doesn't accept it? Then I can only use this method to pester Uncle Zhang."

"Do you like me? Uncle Zhang?"

She looked at him longingly.

Zhang Liuling said to her, he leaned on the saddle, smelled the fragrance that belonged to her, and he whispered, "Is there still any meaning, Jiang Yue."

"This question doesn't make sense, it doesn't make any sense to the relationship between the two of us now, whether we like it or not."

"I just want to know if Uncle Zhang doesn't like me like me now."

She lowered her head and said beside him.

"I know that Uncle Zhang is just trying to be responsible for me now."

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, he looked at her coldly, "Do you think it's important to like it? Jiang Yue, since you used your means to make our relationship the way it is now, it doesn't matter if you like it, is it clear?"

"Then do you hate me, hate me?"

She seemed to have to ask for an answer.

"I've never hated you."

He said this sentence directly, without any cover-up.

The car was quiet, and the breathing of the two could be heard by each other.

When Jiang Yue heard his words, she raised her head and looked at him with ignorant eyes, her expression was completely as if she didn't understand.

"I've never hated you, I just think this little girl is a bit rough and willful, but she's not bad-hearted."

Jiang Yue bit her lip when she heard him say this.

"And now...... Don't you hate me now, I did something like this."

Zhang Liuling was silent for a long time and frowned: "Jiang Yue, don't you think it's too late to ask these words now?"

With tears in her eyes, Jiang Yue said to him again, "I'm sorry, Uncle Zhang."

Her hands clenched her pants.

Her jeans frame her good hips and look good, but they are seductive everywhere.

Zhang Liuling looked at her pitiful appearance, took a deep breath, and said again: "I hope you can learn a lesson this time and don't make such a thing happen again."

"That's all I do to Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang knows."

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, the coldness of his eyebrows eased for a few seconds, but he immediately said in a serious tone: "I know, so I hope you won't be so unscrupulous in the future, no girl will be like you, and I also hope that you won't do such a thing to others again."

His last sentence referred to Wang Xie's matter.

Jiang Yue's voice was nasal, and she cried and said, "I talk to Wang Xie because I don't feel any charm, and you don't touch me, so I have a relationship with Wang Xie."

Of course Zhang Liuling won't believe her words now, and he doesn't believe a word, but now that the matter has passed, he doesn't want to mention it again, he only says about her words: "Don't have a next time."

Jiang Yue choked up: "Okay, no, I don't like him, I only like Uncle Zhang."

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, he reached out and hugged her into his arms, and his hand fell on her waist.

Jiang Yue's hand was around his neck, and she was crying with her face next to his arms, crying.

"Don't cry anymore."

He whispered.

"Isn't it enough to cry for so long?"

"I don't want Uncle Zhang to hate me."

She seemed terrified of this, her hands clutching his collar and her fingers clutching his collar as if they were about to sink into the skin of his neck.

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, he looked at the vast dark night ahead: "As long as you are well-behaved and change your unscrupulous temperament, I won't hate you."

Jiang Yue was in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I won't, I really won't, I really know it's wrong, and I won't do such a thing again."

She hugged him tightly, tears on his chest, as if she had clearly realized her mistake and would sincerely correct it.

Zhang Liuling felt as if he was burned by those tears, he closed his eyes and frowned, his eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and his hands hugged her waist tighter.

And Jiang Yue's waist was soft, and his hand was sunk into her waist and couldn't be withdrawn.

Her hips were cocked under her waist, and she was extremely seductive in his arms.

Zhang Liuling's hand slid down her waist, completely showing the man's possessive posture towards the woman.

"Let's go inside."

Jiang Yue was wrapped in his arms and refused to leave.