Zong Ao's face turned cold, indifferent and distant, just like when they first met.
"I'm pretty sure we're not officially dating."
Miss Liu is at most a female friend of mine, so why would I be jealous? Is she even qualified?
After exchanging phone numbers and having two meals together, Liu Rui had already started calling herself Zong Ao's girlfriend.
She still didn't understand Zong Ao enough; he wasn't the kind of playboy who lived a carefree life.
Zong Ao needs a ceremony to define a relationship.
It may not be very romantic, but I will definitely make a promise.
At this stage, their relationship is at most a test of their feelings.
During this time, he didn't even touch Liu Rui's hand once.
If Liu Rui considers this stage of contact as a romantic relationship, then she either doesn't care about Zong Ao at all, or she's just too naive.
Liu Rui looked on in disbelief.
She wasn't a stunning beauty, but she was a beauty from childhood, and she never lacked suitors.
She habitually flirts with everyone, casting a wide net to catch many fish.
Beauty is an asset, a superior condition.
She enjoyed watching men fawn over her, even if they had lecherous looks in their eyes.
Why refuse the feeling of being the center of attention when it's so wonderful?
Zong Ao's appearance was an accident. She originally didn't like rigid soldiers, but he was different.
He has a unique masculine charm, is very handsome, and acts in a low-key yet highly individualistic manner.
Liu Rui was almost tempted, but not long ago a rich second-generation heir suddenly started showering her with tens of thousands of yuan worth of gifts in her live stream.
For Liu Rui, relationships were not the most important thing in her life.
She knew long ago that with such beauty, she was destined not to be ordinary in this life.
She graduated from a prestigious university, has a good temperament and a beautiful appearance, and is destined to marry into a wealthy family and become a rich wife.
Before Liu Rui went to the audition, she was prepared to keep Zong Ao as a backup option, but no one expected that she would be so lucky.
Surprisingly, I heard about Zong Ao during the interview: a soldier, 27 or 28 years old, very handsome, and recently retired. Everything matched up perfectly.
Liu Rui was convinced that Zong Ao was her true emperor.
She didn't even hesitate to get rid of the persistent rich second-generation, just so she could be with Zong Ao.
Liu Rui felt that she had made a great sacrifice, and Zong Ao's current reaction was a complete slap in the face to her.
"Zong Ao, what do you mean? Inviting me to dinner and taking me home, was it all just a pretense?"
Zong Ao explained, "That's basic etiquette for girls. I'm sorry for making you misunderstand."
Liu Rui's expression softened slightly, and her voice also softened.
"Why are you so clueless? I really like you."
Even if I haven't explicitly stated it, aren't my actions towards you obvious enough?
Zong Ao had seen through what kind of person she was; the higher his expectations, the greater his disappointment.
Once he loses interest in something, he will withdraw completely without any lingering attachments.
He got up, took a card out of his wallet, and placed it on the table.
Zong Ao looked directly into Liu Rui's eyes and saw a deep longing for money within them.
He smiled slightly, displaying impeccable gentlemanly manners: "There are three million here; consider it compensation for the emotional distress suffered during this period."
Liu Rui's pretty face twisted slightly.
She questioned Zong Ao in a tone of humiliation and righteous indignation.
"What do you mean? Have I always been this kind of person in your eyes?"
Zong Ao saw that she was a girl and originally wanted to give her some face.
Unfortunately, some people insist on deliberately inviting humiliation, so we can't blame them.
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