"What do you mean? What do you mean by 'you are just you'?" Greg stared at Leona's eyes as if he wanted to see into her soul.
"I've made myself clear. Why don't you pretend that you don't understand me? Do you have anything else to do? If you don't, please get up from me. I have to go back to accompany Eden. Oh, by the way, we should go to the company tomorrow. Now that you are back, it's time to return Wei Group to you! " Said Leona calmly, without any change in her expression from beginning to end, as if she was stating others' affairs.
"Eden? Do you only care about Eden? What about me? What am I to you?" Greg looked at Leona angrily and asked.
"Then what am I to you?" In the face of the anger of Greg, Leona just said this calmly, and then closed her mouth, waiting for the answer of Greg.
Greg was stunned by her words. He had never thought about this question. What on earth was she in his eyes?
Unwilling to be led by her again, Greg shook his head, looked at Leona with red eyes and roared in a low voice, "You are my woman!"
"Hahaha..." All of a sudden, Leona burst into laughter. How ridiculous he was to say that she was his woman?
"What are you laughing at?" Greg frowned tightly. He didn't like the smile on Leona's face, as if she was mocking him.
"Nothing. I don't think it's necessary for us to continue this question!" As Leona spoke, she wanted to push away Greg and get up because she found this posture made her very uncomfortable.
However, Greg didn't want the same as her. He sank and pushed her back. A storm was about to happen.
During the whole process, Leona didn't resist as much as before. On the contrary, she cooperated very well, which also made Greg more devoted. The battle was as fierce as a storm and waves clapped the shore.
Greg's head with a dark and thick hair was in front of Leona. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his eyes were filled w
reg, I'll wait until you come!" After saying that, Rona hung up the phone.
On second thought, Greg finally decided to meet Rona. Last time in Europe, she had asked Greg if he wanted to know the real reason why she left.
At that time, Greg thought that they had been separated for so long and it didn't matter for any reason. But when Rona came again, he had a feeling that she had her own difficulties in leaving.
In the Cafe of Iceland, melodious music and clean and bright environment were heard. A mixed blood beauty in a fiery red tight dress was sitting in a seat beside the French window, and a cup of fragrant coffee was placed in front of her.
As the smoke curled up, the mixed blood beauty's face was flickering, which gave people a hazy beauty. All the male creatures in the coffee shop couldn't help but look there. Even the passers-by at the door were attracted by the scenery in front of them.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. A tall man in a black handmade suit of Italy appeared at the door of the Cafe of Iceland, which highlighted his tall figure.
He had a handsome side face, thick short hair, a pair of frightening eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips habitually compressed. He exuded a strong aura, making people unable to ignore his existence.