Chapter 100

The man on the opposite side was drinking and didn't answer the reason for a long time. Jiang Wan just looked at him like that, and a guess suddenly popped up in his heart.

Although this kind of speculation makes people feel ridiculous, at this time, it seems very reasonable.

"Zhou Beishen, you don't like me, do you?" She looked at him and asked with a smile.

She thought Zhou Beishen would deny it righteously, but she waited for a long time, but the man didn't speak.

Jiang Wan admitted that she panicked.

"Zhou Beishen, you're out of your mind." She couldn't help cursing.

Zhou Beishen put down his wine glass and looked at Jiang Wan, "If you like you, is your brain sick? What kind of logic is this?"

"It's not that others like me, but you definitely do." Jiang Wan said.

Is there any mistake, I am your ex-wife, after the divorce you said you like your ex-wife? What is it if it's not a brain disease?

Zhou Bei sighed deeply, and said in a long tone: "Sometimes I think, if I can see you during the marriage, maybe... we are still husband and wife now."

"So, you want to say that you fell in love with me at first sight?" Jiang Wan felt that she had heard a big joke.

Zhou Beishen neither admitted nor denied it.

At this moment, Jiang Wan was in a complicated mood, and she regretted agreeing to Zhou Beishen to come out and have a chat.

She was eating skewers and thinking about life.

Zhou Beishen didn't intend to just let it go, but asked, "So, can you give me a chance?"

Jiang Wan pursed her lips, feeling that the beef skewer in her hand suddenly lost its flavor.

"Little night..."

"Don't." Jiang Wan immediately interrupted him, "We don't know each other that well."

You're still young, Zhou Beishen, why are you so thick-skinned?

"Zhan Ye can call it that, why can't I?" He was a little angry, thinking that his relationship with Jiang Wan was better than Zhan Ye's.

However, Jiang Wan didn't think so, "Zhan Ye and I have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges these days. You are different."

"How am I different?" he asked.

"You are my ex-husband." Jiang Wan looked at him and said calmly, "Ex-husband and ex-wife are destined not to get along well."

"Who stipulated it?" Zhou Bei suppressed his anger deeply.

"It's all like this, isn't it? Have you ever seen an ex-husband and ex-wife get along well." As long as she watched those TV dramas, after the divorce, they were all messed up.

Zhou Beishen suddenly became serious, with a serious expression on his face: "I don't know what other people's houses are like, and I don't want to know."

"But you and I don't have to be like this."

Before Jiang Wan could open his mouth to refute, he said, "It's okay not to call you Xiaowan, but to call you Wanwan."

As soon as the words fell, goosebumps popped out of Jiang Wan's arms instantly, and she looked at the man in horror.

"Zhou Beishen, are you alright?" This person must have taken the wrong medicine, right?

"I'm fine, very fine." Finally speaking out what was in his heart, he felt much more comfortable.

Unfortunately, Jiang Wan still felt that he was mentally ill.

After a few minutes of taking deep breaths and calming down, she said, "I'm not interested in you, nor would I like you."

Her refusal came so quickly and so thoroughly, Zhou Beishen was not given time to react, nor was he given the slightest chance.

In an instant, Zhou Beishen's face changed slightly, perhaps he didn't expect that he would encounter Waterloo the first time he confessed his love.

"Then what do you like?" He asked unwillingly.

"It's not like you anyway." She curled her lips and replied, feeling that Zhou Beishen was too indifferent, and she didn't like such a man.

What's more, she always felt that fate was predestined.

She married Zhou Beishen, which showed that they were destined, and when they first got married, they really wanted to get along well.

But later they divorced, which means that this is a bad relationship.

That being the case, of course she will not let this relationship continue.