Chapter 64 Why not take free resources?

When Mingyue saw Freeman Caesar's message, her first thought was:

The pheromone agitation and pain have been temporarily suppressed, so you come to her to treat the root cause?

Mingyue admitted that she was indeed influenced by Yan Chongzhou's words.

He knew that Yan Chongzhou did it on purpose, but he had evidence and was openly instigating things.

So Mingyue felt the anger of being backstabbed by Freeman Caesar.

Her trust in Mori Ye Ling was 30%, and her trust in Yan Chongzhou barely went from 0 to 20%.

But I have 50% trust in Freeman Caesar.

She seduced him and used him, and he was willing;

She didn't need to pretend to be cute and obedient in front of Freeman Caesar;

You can relax and be yourself, but if you are unhappy, you can beat, scold or kick him;

You don't need to put on beautiful and delicate makeup, you will eat a dirty mouth and he will hold your face and wipe it;

He always looked at her with his blue eyes, lovingly and obsessively...

Before Yan Chongzhou came to her, Mingyue had already planned to give Freeman Caesar a chance and try to have a serious relationship.

But now, she just felt ridiculous.

Mingyue looked at the dialog box and replied after a while:

"Okay, driving school at 88 Haiqiao Road. I'll wait for you at the first dessert shop outside."

She wondered what Freeman Caesar might say to her.

Whether it's explanations, sweet words, or the usual remarks about wanting to be a mistress... Mingyue will accept it.

The man on the other end of the phone replied immediately: "I'll be there soon!"

Freeman said the speed was very fast, so fast that Mingyue was surprised.

She just walked into the dessert shop, ordered a small cake and a latte, and found a quiet corner to sit down.

Welcome to Dorothy Silver

The tall man locked his eyes on Mingyue who was eating mousse in small bites.

On a winter holiday afternoon, there were several tables of students sitting in the store. The chattering laughter immediately turned into a lower whisper when they saw the man walking into the store.

"Look at that... Damn, what a great face..."

"Is he the boyfriend of that girl from before? Although she's quite pretty, how did she manage to get such a gorgeous guy..."

"Don't you think that young lady looks familiar?"

"Where have I seen you before..."

Freeman Caesar strode towards Mingyue and called out timidly, "Xiaoyue--"

The next moment Mingyue looked up, he half-knelt down and suddenly hugged the girl.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

When Freeman Caesar saw Yan Chongzhou holding some "evidence" and smiling at him in the parking lot, he knew he had miscalculated.

He is about to lose Mingyue.

Freeman Caesar has always been conceited and always looks five steps ahead and three steps back.

When he defeated his love rival and the head of the Yan family appeared, he became extremely vigilant.

The moon's pheromones are very special. The higher your mental strength, the more irresistible you are to her.

Sure enough, within three meetings, Yan Chongzhou took action.

That night in the parking lot, he deliberately used words to provoke Yan Chongzhou.

Originally thinking that the other party would torture him mentally, Freeman Caesar was ready to fight back and record the conversation.

As a result, Yan Chongzhou suddenly shot at him!

How fast can a retired major general draw his gun, load it, and fire? It takes about the blink of an eye.

If he hadn't dodged quickly, the bullet would have gone straight through his heart.

If the bodyguard behind him had not raised his gun immediately, Yan Chongzhou might have fired a second shot.

That man didn't care about the consequences of shooting the Freeman family heir. He's a madman!

Mingyue reached out and patted Freeman Caesar on the back, her voice gentle:

"We're outside, stop hugging me. I don't want to be photographed."

The moment Mingyue was surrounded by pheromones, she smelled the smell of decay.

What was originally just the smell of damp wood has turned into a smell of decay and death today.

The rich red wine fruit aroma is replaced by an over-fermented, dull, sour and bitter taste.

Freeman Caesar was not in the right shape.

Mingyue could even feel that his spirit was extremely tense, almost as if it was stretched by a thin thread.

Her fingers slowly touched Freeman Caesar's neck, pinched it gently, and said softly:

"Jett, have some sweets first to cheer yourself up... I won't just give you ten minutes, so take your time and say whatever you want."

Freeman Caesar was stunned for a moment, then immediately let go and stood up.

Today he was wearing a formal retro gray suit. Perhaps because the wound was on his shoulder, there was no sign of injury from the outside.

But his originally fair complexion appeared pale and bloodless under the bright lights of the store.

The originally rosy lips lost their luster and turned dull white, looking extremely haggard.

Only a pair of eyes as blue as the deep sea were still stunningly beautiful, and the lost hope in them was rekindled.

"Well, okay." Freeman Caesar stood up and sat opposite Mingyue, smiling at her suddenly:

"Can I have the half you've eaten?"

Mingyue smiled and stretched out her hand to push it over, "Of course."

There was nothing of hers he hadn't tried.

The man lowered his eyelashes, but the smile on his lips remained unchanged. He ate slowly, bit by bit, using the silver spoon that Mingyue had used.

He didn't say anything, and Mingyue played with her phone quietly.

After finishing the small half piece of snack even if he ate it slowly, Freeman Caesar finally spoke:

"If you don't like him, you can choose not to be with him."

Mingyue just looked at him without saying anything. The next moment, the man's voice was slightly hoarse:

"We all like you, but we won't force you. No matter how despicable and cunning Yan Chongzhou is, he won't do anything bad to you."

Mingyue took a sip of hot latte, licked the corner of her mouth, and her voice seemed to be sweet:

"I didn't force myself. You know, I'm not someone who would put myself in a difficult position."

"Yan Chongzhou's mental strength is very strong. Even among S-level experts, he is one in a million."

As we all know, the instruments used in the federal government's psychic power laboratory are very precise, and so far they can measure up to 500,000.

According to the official data census, the highest mental power is 300,000+, and these people all come from wealthy families.

Yan Chongzhou’s last test score in the army was over 250,000. What’s amazing is that he is only 29 years old.

It is difficult to increase mental strength. One must either experience life and death, or repeatedly break through the physical limits under extreme conditions.

Many people are waiting to see. Yan Chongzhou is at the top of the pyramid at such a young age. What will happen in ten years?

Mingyue saw that Freeman Caesar was silent, so she whispered:

"He didn't force me, but told me he had a lot of value. As long as I stayed with him, he would set up a laboratory for me so I could study myself in the future."

Mingyue reached out and covered the man's tightly clenched fist, her soft palm seeming to wrap around every inch of his nerves.

The words that came out of his mouth made him shiver with cold:

"You all know my secret. Rather than handing it over to outsiders, I naturally trust myself. Why wouldn't I want Yan Chongzhou's free resources?"

"Jett, you want to explain that you didn't secretly study me, and that it was for my own good?"

"Or do you want to tell me that Yan Chongzhou is not a good person and that I should be wary of him? Do you want me to stop confiding in him?"

Mingyue retracted her hand and drank the last sip of the hot drink. She sighed comfortably and said with a smile:

"If you don't have anything important to do, I'll be back. I still have a test to finish, and I have a date with Leo tonight."

Freeman Caesar looked up at Mingyue, and his painful and numb heart was stabbed and bleeding again.

Only when he heard her say with her own mouth that she knew about the matter, he could no longer continue to deceive himself.

Little Moon returned to her well-behaved and bright self in front of outsiders, indicating that she had begun to exclude him.

The smell of blood slowly filled his nostrils. Freeman Caesar grasped Mingyue's arm in a panic, his fingers trembling.

"I'm studying your blood, but I won't harm you. Besides the commercial value, I want to help you get rid of people who may bother you in the future..."

Freeman Caesar continued to explain quickly, his mind unusually calm.

Mingyue didn't have the patience to listen. She slowly and forcefully pried open the man's tightly clenched white fingers one by one.

In that pool of blue water, she saw her own smiling face, her red lips opening and closing:

"Oh, and then what? I want to thank you for your duplicity, but it's actually for me?"

"Jett, you're such a brilliant businessman."

Mingyue stood up and looked at the man whose fingers remained stiff and half-clenched.

His tears fell like crazy, dripping onto the quartz table.

He lowered his head and cried silently, but said calmly, "I only have one question, Little Moon."

"Would you have thought about being with me if I had gone that night?"

Mingyue blinked, took out a tissue from her small bag, lifted his face with one hand, and gently wiped his tears with the other.

When the sea water flooded, Mingyue felt that men were actually more vulnerable.

She looked at Freeman Caesar, her fingers brushing across his beautiful brows.

Her every movement, every breath, every micro-expression... was closely watched by Freeman Caesar.

"Yes, I do want to be with you. But if I knew what you did behind my back... I would hate you even more than I do now."

"I'm leaving now. Take good care of your injuries."

Freeman Caesar said nothing, watching his beloved girl leave, silently resisting the double pain of body and mind.

Okay, this sentence is enough.