"Hey -- you stop --"

turn a deaf ear to.

"I'm still wearing Fucking high heels - my leg's breaking -"

The short, fat, round figure paused, finally stopped and turned slowly.

Huo Fanjin chased over all the way and gasped fiercely: "you... You... Deliberately tired me, didn't you?"

"No, no, no, no, I don't want to." the little fat hand swayed wildly in front of his chest.

"Poof -" Huo Fanjin couldn't help it. "You look like a fat fish that can't float! Hahaha..."

Jonas: "

"Well, are you Frank? The one who keeps e-mail correspondence with me."

I don't know how long it took, a light um sounded.

Huo Fanjin: "why do you bury your head so low when you talk to me? Your neck hurts?"

"... I'm sorry. I lied to you."

"Of course you lied to me!" Huo Fanjin snorted angrily. "Friends just want to be honest with each other. You don't treat me as a friend at all."

"No! I really treat you as a friend, but..." his voice dropped and stopped halfway.

"Just what?" Huo Fanjin found that he really had an accent, but it was not as serious as he thought. He could understand it.

"I don't look good... You said in your first email that I like tall, sunny boys who are good at sports."

Unfortunately, on the contrary, I am neither tall nor sunny, and I hate sports.

Huo Fanjin: "so you fooled me with Frank's picture?!"

Jonas: I'm sorry

She took a deep breath: "... What else?"

"What?"

"The photo is fake, what else is fake? You'd better make it clear to me once!"

"No, everything else is true!"

"Did you go to the convenience store to work? Found a black back? Do you like goose liver and dark chocolate?"

"Uh huh! These are all true!"

Huo Fanjin looked a little slower and seemed less angry. "The first time I sent an email to ask you out, didn't you come already? Why did you say to bring a letter for Frank?"

This time, he was silent for a long time.

"... because I feel you are disappointed to see me."

Huo Fanjin coughed twice. Well, she admitted that when she saw Jonas's appearance at that time, she was really secretly rubbing and praying that he was not frank.

But——

"You can't watch Frank fool me! Did you order him?!"

"No, no!" he quickly waved his hand, "what I thought was that as long as I didn't meet, we would still be pen friends when you returned home. So, you sent me an email, and I didn't reply..."

Jonas thought simply that as long as he avoided these days, his relationship with Gretta would remain the same, and everything would be the same.

But somehow Frank found out about it.

As soon as the theoretical results came out that day, he robbed his computer, replied to Gretta and agreed to meet.

The e-mail had been sent out, and it was impossible to break the appointment for the second time. With Frank threatening, Jonas had to tell him some small details about himself and Gretta.

"I didn't order it! In fact, I don't know why he did it."

"You just said that he robbed your computer after the theoretical results came out?" Huo Fanjin grabbed the key.

"Yes," Jonas nodded. "He went to the corridor to answer the phone. When he came back, he went crazy and robbed my computer. Before that, there was no sign."

Huo Fanjin is not stupid. When he thinks of Frank's strange behavior when they meet, the truth is about to come out.

"Oh, he wants to interfere with me and let me drag the whole team back, so as to defeat China."

Jonas was shocked and soon figured out the cause and effect, with a face of remorse and shame.

Suddenly, he bowed 90 degrees to Huo Fanjin and said, "I'm sorry."

"If it hadn't been for me, so much wouldn't have happened; if I had the courage to confess to you at the beginning, I wouldn't have been used by Frank."

Huo Fanjin pursed his lips: "well, I don't blame you. Who told me to judge people by their appearance at the beginning... But it's your fault that you deceive me with other people's photos!"

"So... Can we still be friends?" Jonas raised his head and asked carefully.

Huo Fanjin saw that his eyes were red and his eyes were wet.

"Hey, did you cry just now?"

"... No."

"Lie! So you're really a weeper? You cry when your black back is hurt and you're scolded by the coffee shop owner. Now apologize to me and you cry, tut tut..."

Jonas's cheeks flushed.

His skin color is white, especially against the background. He can't deny it.

"However," Huo Fanjin said, "although you use fake photos and like to cry, you are much better than Frank's scum. At least you will admit your mistake, so I still recognize you as a friend!

Jonas's eyes burst with amazing light.

"Thank you! Thank you, Gretta!"

"Don't lie to me again, do you hear me?"

"No, no more!"

Huo Fanjin's eyes turned: "what's your impression of me when we met for the first time?"

Before that, she had never sent a picture of herself.

And f... er... Jonas never asked for a photo after he was rejected for the first time.

"Just... It's beautiful..." he scratched his head.

"No?"

"No more."

Jonas would never tell her how fast his heart beat and how bright his eyes were at the first sight of her.

He thought, so Gretta is so beautiful, as beautiful as imagined.

It's also... The beauty he can't stand.

The party ends at ten in the evening.

Jiang Fuyue left and returned to the hotel half an hour in advance, perfectly avoiding the western media squatting outside to interview her.

The interview that should be done ended as early as this morning. Those who came this evening can only be called "wild media", who like to gossip and do things.

She was too lazy to cope and left early.

Zhong Ziang volunteered to send her back. Before getting off the car, he handed her a bunch of white roses.

"Congratulations on winning the championship."

Not a prize, but a championship.

There are many of the former, and she is the only one in the latter.

Although Jiang Fuyue has never heard of it, Zhong Ziang knows that she prefers the second.

"The flowers are very fragrant, thank you, but you can change the roses for something else next time."

Zhong Ziang was stunned: "why?"

"Because roses represent love, they are usually sent after courtship. Are you courting me?"

Zhong Ziang looked at the girl with clear eyes. His cheeks suddenly turned red. Without thinking about it, he blurted out: "of course not!"

Jiang Fuyue was not surprised by this answer, and even nodded in agreement: "so I let you change."

Then he strode into the revolving door.

Zhong Ziang wanted to slap himself in the face after he said "of course not"!

What's his matter?

Where's the courage to yell for Jiang Fuyue to be his girlfriend?

Why don't you admit it?!

What a good chance!

My God? What the hell did he do? Why give such a shit answer?

He couldn't believe it came from his mouth.

"Shit!"

He was so angry that he hit the steering wheel with his fist, and his regret was written all over the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

After he was angry, he couldn't help thinking about why he subconsciously denied it. Obviously, it wasn't like this before

I didn't wait to come up with a solution, so my cell phone rang.

Xie Dingyuan called and asked him where he had driven the car. He wanted to go back to the hotel.

Zhong Ziang had to go back and pick him up.

When Xie Dingyuan got on the bus, he heard his nephew speak before his seat was hot——

"Uncle, can I ask you a question?"

Even the civilized word "consult" is used. It doesn't seem to be a small problem.

Xie Dingyuan: "you say."

"How can we become as excellent as Jiang Fuyue? No, better than her!"

When a man heard the words "Jiang Fuyue", his eyebrows jumped unconsciously.

"Why do you suddenly ask?"

Zhong Ziang didn't answer at the first time, and an awkward look flashed on his face.

He thought all the way and finally figured it out.

In the past, he dared to speak directly to Jiang Fuyue and let her be his girlfriend because he felt he was charming and dominant, so he was confident.

After all, when he was in the imperial capital, it was also "the grass of one school"!

No matter the figure or appearance, the full score is not to be said.

But these things are worthless in front of Jiang Fuyue.

He is proud of his appearance, family background and charm. Ling Xuan around Jiang Fuyue has them all.

And the longer he got along, the more clearly he realized that Jiang Fuyue's preference was not in these things.

Your advantage is gone.

He became a coward who was not confident, so he didn't dare to answer when Jiang Fuyue threw out that sentence!

Yes, Zhong Ziang must admit that he didn't want to answer, but didn't dare to answer!

Only by regaining his confidence and confidence, can he look into Jiang Fuyue's eyes and say, "yes, I'm just courting you. How about you, promise or not?"