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"Do you want anything else?" Ling Yiheng looked at the fry that was almost eaten by Zuo Zixian, and was slightly surprised by her appetite, but appreciated her magnanimity even more.

There were very few girls who ate in front of others in such a frank manner. She was definitely a special case that he had seen before.

"No need, this much is enough." Zuo Zixian smiled coquettishly, "I'm not a pig."

The man couldn't help but laugh as well. With a teasing look in his deep and beautiful eyes, he replied, "I don't mind girls eating more."

"I'm full." Zuo Zixian spoke very naturally, his clear beautiful eyes hiding nothing.

"Then let's go." He stood up.

Zuo Zixian originally thought that Ling Yiheng wanted to send him home, but instead, his car was heading in the opposite direction from her home.

"Where are you taking me?" she asked, looking at him with shining eyes. She was not so surprised by his sudden behavior now, since she knew he would not harm her. It would only make her angry.

"You'll know when you get there." He wasn't going to tell her so soon.

Although Zuo Zizhen did not like him keeping people in suspense, he did not ask any further, since there was no way to stop him from doing what he wanted to do, he might as well just do whatever he wanted, this way things would be easier.

"How long have you lived in Strasbourg?" He suddenly opened his mouth to ask, causing Zuo Zixian to feel slightly surprised.

"About ten years, right?" Zuo Zixian did not dare to look at the gentle, exploratory gaze he shot over from the rearview mirror, as if this man's domineering attitude was his normal state. Other than that, she was still not used to it.

"Nothing, just thinking about what kind of water and soil can bring up a girl like you."

His words caused a puzzled expression to appear in Zuo Zi's eyes, "What do you mean?"

He couldn't help but feel that this wasn't a good thing. He wasn't setting a trap for her to jump into, right?

"Cold and bright, stubborn and weak, but able to take anything lightly, transcendent and confident." His handsome eyes and elegant curved lips curved into a faint smile, causing Zuo Zixian's heart to beat like a drum.

She had never thought that he would have such an evaluation of her. She felt surprised and surprised at the same time. She thought that in his heart, she was just a cheap girl who sold herself out for the sake of her family's business. She didn't think that he would say such a thing.

For a time, she was unable to respond to such an evaluation. She could only remain silent bashfully, her ears already completely red, as if she was being dyed in red. "

"Alright, we're here." The man got out of the car quickly, went around to the back seat, and opened the door for her in a most gentlemanly manner. He also stretched out his long arm to help her hold the roof, in case her forehead should hit it.

"Thank you." Zuo Ziwang said it lightly, and his heart was filled with joy.

It was rare for him to behave in such a manner to himself, and everything that had happened today had come as a great surprise to her. Her heart seemed to be beating faster than a deer. She didn't know what all of this represented. What exactly did Ling Yiheng want to do?

"The Eyre!" When Zuo Zixian got out of the car, he couldn't help but exclaim as he saw the beautiful river flowing slowly under the moonlight.

This was the most famous river in Strasbourg, and they were now at the very beginning of the Eyre. She used to walk around here with her father when she was a little girl, but she hasn't been around much since college.

It had been three years since she had last arrived at the beginning of the Eyre, and for a moment she felt dazed and confused.

"Aren't you happy here?" He was keenly aware of the faint emotion in her eyes.

"Oh, no, no." She looked up and smiled, not wanting to spoil his interest.

It was a rare opportunity for the two of them to get along, and she didn't want him to be unhappy.

"You can tell me what's on your mind. I once read a book written by a South American who loved to tell his thoughts to every place where there was water. It was as if all his troubles could go with the current and be forgotten." His voice was soft and quiet as velvet, and he looked like an angel in a painting under the silver moonlight.

His gaze seemed to be as calm as the surface of a water, but it also seemed to contain boundless power and profoundness.

Once again, Zuo Zixian was shocked by his words. It was hard to imagine a man who was usually overbearing would use such a gentle tone to tell her or tell her stories, or even comfort her.

"I'm not used to it." She didn't want to reveal the fact that she was shy.

He did not force her to speak, but only stood by her side, his figure outlined more perfectly under the moonlight.

The two silhouettes clashed against each other in the night sky, as if they had fused together. Their beauty was so beautiful that it seemed surreal.