C1104 Do You Still Love Me?
C1104 Do You Still Love Me?
Was her fingers as long and slender as spring onions?
You can't dip it in sauce, roll it up with a pancake, and bite it off.
However, even though Lee Nanfang was annoyed by her, he was poisoned by her. Now that he was talking to someone, he had gotten used to pointing fingers.
"Speak."
Lee Nanfang looked up at the three spring onions and mumbled.
"First, please allow me to apologize."
Yue Zitong said this seriously as she bent her little finger. However, because she only had her ring finger and middle finger on her finger, it was a bit awkward. Therefore, she changed her ring finger from the ring finger to the middle finger.
Of course, she apologized to Lee Nanfang because he had helped the Yue Clan immensely with the British Island after they had "sacrificed". However, not only was the Yue Clan not grateful, they had also crazily used his "ashes" to squeeze out the last bit of his value.
Lee Nanfang nodded, "Alright, I accept your apology."
Even though it was a simple apology, it was far from being able to make up for the pain and suffering that had befallen Boss Lee's heart.
But other than that, what other price could he ask Yue Zitong to pay?
Lose money?
Don't tease me.
Boss Lee was already among the top billionaires, how would he care about those copper smelly things?
Yue Zitong did not intend to compensate him with money. A simple apology from her heart was enough.
Of course, Patriarch Yue could recommend herself as a pillow seat. She could do good deeds with Boss Lee tonight and complete two halves of the couple's regrets.
But she wouldn't say that, and Lee Nanfang wouldn't ask for it.
"The second thing."
Yue Zitong said, slowly bending her middle finger, "I did not betray you, betrayed our love."
"Got it."
Lee Nanfang nodded again. He took a sip of red wine from his wine cup and gulped it down a few times before swallowing it.
No matter what prejudice he had towards Yue Zitong, he couldn't help but admit that she was right.
"One last thing."
Yue Zitong took a deep breath, looked at Lee Nanfang who was eating again, and said in a deep voice, "I hope you can raise your head and look into my eyes."
"What's the big deal? Why are you so serious?"
Lee Nanfang wiped his mouth with a face full of disdain, raised his head and looked at her: "I've already raised my head, go ahead."
Yue Zitong didn't say anything, but stood up and stretched out her hands.
Lee Nanfang frowned, but just as he was about to dodge, he stopped.
It was like a morning when the golden sunlight shined over the courtyard. Yue Zitong walked in front of Lee Nanfang, who was yawning as he walked out of the bedroom. She looked like a perfect wife and mother.
But now, she used an extremely serious attitude, like the most virtuous wife in the world, gently tidying Lee Nanfang's collar.
Her forehead almost touched Lee Nanfang's forehead.
He could even more clearly sense the faint aroma of orchids coming from her half-opened mouth.
"Are you trying to use this method to move my heart? I'll give you a word of advice, don't waste your time. Because, I am no longer the old Lee Nanfang, you are no longer the old Yue Zitong. Between us, there is no longer any possibility of us being together. "Even if you use force …"
Lee Nanfang said in his heart and slowly closed his eyes.
Yue Zitong spoke softly.
It was as if he had come from beyond the azure clouds of the nine heavens of ancient times. "Do you still love me?"
Do you still love me?
This was the last and most serious of the three.
Her voice was so light and ethereal, but when Lee Nanfang heard it, it sounded like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.
Did he still love her?
In a split-second, Lee Nanfang's eyes lost focus as the face of the beauty in close proximity turned blurry.
It was very far, and very close.
It was also as if he was shrouded in fog, causing him to subconsciously widen his eyes and try his best to look!
Yue Zitong had disappeared.
That face turned out to be Empress Xiao's face, which he had only seen in his dreams before.
How could Yue Zitong suddenly become the Empress Xiao in her dreams under the light of day and the light of night?
Isn't this too unscientific?
However, it was clear that the visual illusion was not the main point.
Lee Nanfang wanted to answer Yue Zitong's question, "Do you still love me?"
Do I still love you?
Did I love you?
How do I know if I still love you or not!
Lee Nanfang smiled.
Smiling idiotically, he said in a hoarse voice, "The buttons you tied for me are too tight, so I can't speak properly."
All of them had buttons on the underside of their necks.
Some styles even had their own rules and regulations.
Yue Zitong didn't even look at the button under his neck, she just looked at him quietly.
Lee Nanfang could only say, "I don't. I never loved you. I used to be with you because my mistress wanted us to be husband and wife. As you know, I am a very filial person. He would rather chop off his own head than offend his mistress. So even if I didn't love you at all, I still wanted to be with you. "
Suddenly, Lee Nanfang opened his mouth and said: "To be honest, I don't think any man would fall in love with you. Ignoring your ungrateful personality, I don't think there are many men who can stand up to your annoying habits.
Yue Zitong, did you know that you grind your teeth when you sleep at night?
Do you know that you don't pay much attention to personal hygiene at all behind the scenes?
Your shoes — I mean the sneakers.
If you take it off, you won't wash it off, and it will give off a strong smell of salted fish.
And the stockings you were wearing.
I say, you're such a beautiful girl, don't you know how to take a bath after taking it off?
He just left it on the bed, even under the bed.
And why is there a little yellow book under your pillow?
Look at that thing, tsk, besides letting your thoughts be dirty, it doesn't improve your temperament at all.
The sofa was covered with melon seeds. There was also talk about plum seeds in the gap between the seats.
Could it be that cleaning up trash after eating snacks would result in damaging your noble identity?
"And … and …"
After saying all that in one breath, Lee Nanfang suddenly shut his mouth.
He suddenly realized that he had said too much.
He had clearly told Yue Zitong that he had never loved anyone.
But if he had never loved her, cared about her, how could he have cared about the many bad habits she had behind her glory?
His discovery that she had so many bad habits only proved that he was quite concerned about her.
When a man is constantly concerned with a girl's bad habits, he can only prove that he loves her.
If he didn't love her, he wouldn't care if the girl knelt down and begged him to pay attention.
Like, do you care why the puppy eats shit?
Lee Nanfang didn't notice that Yue Zitong's gaze became brighter when he was talking about her bad habits.
She had already "seen" what she wanted to see most from Lee Nanfang's accusations.
After Lee Nanfang shut up, she immediately said, "Is there anything else?"
"There's nothing else."
After Lee Nanfang accidentally spoke out his thoughts, he felt an incomparable amount of regret and fear, as if he was being watched by all the mothers in the world, all of whom were over 50 years old, as if he was naked.
The fear prompted him to jerk his head back and free her hand from his collar.
"I will change everything you say."
Yue Zitong said seriously.
"It's none of my business whether you change or not!"
Annoyed, Lee Nanfang cursed in a vulgar tone, "I don't love you, and you're not my person!"
The more he behaved in this way, the happier Yue Zitong became.
Tonight, this was definitely the happiest moment for Yue Zitong after she found out that Lee Nanfang had died in the outer seas of British Island.
You love me.
I love you too.
That was enough!
Yue Zitong said in her heart as she sat back down and picked up her chopsticks.
As soon as she picked up a piece of yam, before she could put it to her mouth, the sound of food was already coming out from Lee Nanfang's mouth.
Even though he ate like a wild man, he actually ate with a sense of propriety.
Apart from the hand-rolled noodles in the bowl, he only ate half of all the dishes on the table.
It was very clear that this was not going to happen.
Hand rolling was Lee Nanfang's favorite thing to do.
He could usually eat two human head-sized rice bowls.
It was in the old cafeteria.
A place as high class as Seven Stars Club wasn't even the size of a human head.
The rice bowl that was filled with noodles was not much bigger than a fist, and feeding the birds was more or less the same.
A bowl of hand-rolled noodles was obviously not enough for Boss Lee to eat. Then let's have seven or eight bowls.
After Lee Nanfang finished the eighth bowl of hand-rolled noodles, he burped with great joy. When he raised his head, his right hand patted his stomach.
"Do you still want to eat? I can't eat it. "
He had already eaten eight bowls of hand-rolled noodles. Yue Zitong had only eaten half of the noodles in one bowl. She picked up a few pieces of noodles with her chopsticks and was about to put them into Lee Nanfang's bowl.
"Take it away!"
Because of all the nonsense she said, Lee Nanfang, who was already frustrated to the extreme, raised his hand to open it after seeing her "our relationship isn't ordinary".
The back of his hand stopped just as it was about to touch hers.
A man has the right to refuse when a beautiful woman offers her goodwill to a man, but he cannot use violence.
Otherwise, thunder would strike in the sky.
Since Lee Nanfang did not have a lightning rod installed, he did not dare to provoke the heavens.
"I'm sorry. I almost forgot. You don't love me anymore. "
Yue Zitong held the noodles for half a minute before she smiled bitterly and put her hand near her mouth.
What do you mean I don't love you anymore?
I never loved you, okay?
Lee Nanfang wanted to retort angrily, but he saw two drops of tears rolling down Yue Zitong's face.
Like a pearl, it fell into the small bowl.
"Hmph, do you think you can make me fall in love with you just by pretending to shed a few tears? It's really childish! "
Lee Nanfang snorted coldly in his heart. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then stopped looking at her.
A soft sniffling sound came from the opposite side of the table, making Lee Nanfang feel extremely annoyed.
He really wanted to slam the table, raise his hand and point towards the door as he roared, "Don't be merciful, just don't cry like a cat or a mouse, if you want to eat it, eat it. If not, scram!"
However, seeing that it was a farewell dinner between him and his aunt, he decided to put up with it.
Let her cry.
Even if his tears were to drip onto the rice bowl, his resolute heart would not soften in the slightest.
No matter what she did.
Since the bowl was only this big, she couldn't possibly eat until daybreak, right?
Boss Lee, who had slept for most of the day, was full of energy and wanted to die with her.
As Lee Nanfang thought, no matter how ungrateful Yue Zitong was, she still finished the small bowl of noodles.
In the end, her bowl was not filled with tears.
Lee Nanfang felt relieved as he looked at the rice bowl in front of her.