"Nangong Jue, have you ever thought that I'm not the Han Binglan I used to be?" Le Yao sighed, suppressing the flutter in her heart. If she wanted to have a passionate romance, she hoped it would be as Le Yao, not as Han Binglan.
She needs to ascertain the other person's feelings.
"Then who are you?" Nangong Jue raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Le Yao, ever since I was rescued from the lake last year and woke up, I've been Le Yao." Le Yao stared into Nangong Jue's eyes. "Haven't you noticed the change in me?"
“Okay, I’ll call you Le Yao from now on.” Nangong Jue nodded. It was the change in her that attracted her. If it were still the same as before… he would probably stay as far away as possible.
Le Yao frowned. Something felt off.
Is it possible to remain so calm upon hearing that you are no longer the same person?
Shouldn't we ask ourselves where we came from?
Even asking where the original Han Binglan went would have been fine, but...
Does this mean you don't believe what she said?
“Then, Miss Le Yao, let’s get to know each other again. My name is Nangong Jue, I’m twenty-nine years old, and I love you. I hope you can accept my pursuit again.” Nangong Jue said, extending his hand. “I will definitely love you well and never let you down in this life.”
Le Yao's expression immediately became complicated. Looking into Nangong Jue's serious eyes, she sighed softly, "I'm telling the truth." Heaven knows how conflicted she was when she said those words, after all, she had sworn never to tell anyone about her origins.
After all, that's too terrifying.
But Nangong Jue doesn't believe her.
“What I said is true.” Nangong Jue grasped her shoulders with both hands, his eyes even more sincere. “If there is even a single lie, may I live a lonely life or die a terrible death.”
"you……"
"Le Yao, give me a chance."
"I..." Le blinked, then suddenly pushed the other person away, got up and ran away.
Nangong Jue: ...
She couldn't help but pull out a handful of hair. Had she scared him away? But he had followed her instructions exactly, so why did he run away? What went wrong?
He couldn't help but pick up his phone and look through the messages. Huo Yi and Fang Xiaotao's advice was to believe whatever the other person said and to act as if they believed it completely.
result……
Forget it, those two are unreliable.
Le Yao ran back to her home, went straight to her room, and closed the door.
Sister Mei was startled and hurriedly followed to knock on the door: "Miss, are you alright?"
"Sister Mei, I'm fine. I'm just a little confused. You don't need to worry about me," Le Yao replied.
Sister Mei breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that nothing was wrong. She turned around and went downstairs, only to see Nangong Jue following her: "Lord Jue."
"she……"
"It's nothing, she said she has something she can't figure out." Sister Mei frowned slightly. "I think you should leave her alone for now."
“Okay.” Nangong Jue nodded. “But, may I stay here?”
"Okay." Sister Mei went into the kitchen and quickly brought out a cup of hot milk. "Miss said you can't drink tea or coffee for the time being."
"Thanks."
"I'm going to prepare dinner. Call me if you need anything."
"Let me help you," Nangong Jue said, getting up.
"this……"
“She usually cooks for me, but now I want to cook a meal for her.”
"Okay." Sister Mei smiled. A man who is willing to cook for a woman can't be bad.
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