Chapter 915 The Male Lead is Too Bad 37

After saying that, he handed the gift box to Su Yan.

Su Yan refused.

We finally managed to send it out, and now we have to take it back?

impossible.

Su Yan let go of her hand, not wanting to take it.

At this moment, Shuze had already been handed to Su Yan.

Just letting go.

If it's not steady, the box will tilt.

The basketball inside rolled out and slowly rolled towards the curb.

Shuze could tell from this that it was probably out of a love for basketball.

He quickly jogged over.

Fortunately, the basketball rolled right next to the black minivan parked nearby.

The basketball was blocked by a car and didn't roll into the middle of the road.

Shuze bent down to pick up the basketball.

But one hand was faster than him, picking up the basketball.

Shuze was taken aback and looked up.

Then he saw the man standing in front of him, dressed neatly in a suit.

He held the basketball, his face expressionless.

He just shouted at the closed car door.

"Young Master."

Shuze looked towards the car door.

The car window was only half open.

Half of a man's face was revealed.

The sight of that dark, piercing gaze startled Shuze the moment they met.

After a long while, the man lowered his eyelids.

The car windows were completely rolled down.

Her perfect face was revealed.

It was Feng Rong who came to pick up Su Yan.

His eyelids drooped for a moment, and his thin, cool lips curled into a smile.

"Go check what else is in that box."

Red Night nodded

"yes"

When Su Yan saw Feng Rong, her first thought was, "Finally, I can go back."

Then, as she watched Hongye walk towards her carrying the basketball.

She didn't know why, but she always had a feeling of being caught red-handed.

Although she gave the gifts openly and honestly.

But why am I a little nervous?

Thinking this, Su Yan's gaze also fell on the box.

There was nothing left in the box.

Little Flower spoke up quietly.

"Host, are you relieved?"

Su Yan didn't speak.

And just as Hong Ye walked over.

Feng Rong was already in a wheelchair, getting out of the van.

Feng Rong sat there with her eyelids lowered, without saying another word.

After Hongye finished her inspection, she walked towards Fengrong.

Su Yan followed her over.

He spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Send a basketball?"

As she spoke, Feng Rong had already taken the basketball and was playing with it in her hands.

There was a signature left in black pen on the basketball.

He is a very famous football star.

Feng Rong smiled faintly, her eyes gazing intently at Su Yan.

"Thank you for the thoughtfulness of this gift."

Su Yan immediately shook her head

"I don't need to bother."

Feng Rong placed the basketball on her lap, with one hand on it.

His voice was very soft.

"You like him?"

Su Yan answered quickly

"dislike."

Shuze, who was standing nearby, noticed that the relationship between the two was unusual, so he remained silent.

Hearing Su Yan's crisp and efficient reply, he thought of the letter in his pocket.

I felt a lump in my throat.

But then he thought, what happened between the two of them had nothing to do with him.

Shuze spoke

"I've returned the gifts, so I won't bother you any longer."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

As he turned around, Feng Rong's eyes swept over the pink envelope peeking out of his pants pocket.

"etc."

Shuze was stunned.

"Is there anything else?"

Feng Rong's gaze was fixed on the contents of his trouser pocket.

His throat bobbed, his gaze fixed, and his overall aura became somewhat gloomy.

"Red Night".