[Host, it seems like the male protagonist is interested in you. Do you want to strike while the iron is hot and try to win him over?]
Heituanzi noticed that the male protagonist's favorability towards Shengwu was fluctuating. It was originally at 50 and was approaching 60.
Upon hearing this, Sheng Wu, who was in the flower shop, did not move her eyebrows at all and continued to pick flowers attentively.
[He likes me, so, do I have to accept it?]
Heituanzi was puzzled. "But host, didn't you capture the hero in your last world? In this world, the hero has taken the initiative to show affection for you, so why don't you seize the opportunity?"
Standing in front of a group of hydrangeas and lisianthus, Sheng Wu reached out and picked a few buds that were about to bloom, put them under her nose and sniffed, smelling a faint fragrance.
She turned around and looked at some of the green plants around her, then continued to stroll around aimlessly.
[Silly boy, let me teach you another lesson: things that are too easy to obtain and lose are not treasured. Things that are easily obtained only seem cheap and worthless. As for me, it all depends on my mood.]
She was provoked by that idiot Tiandao, so.
She's going to cause trouble!
Hearing this, the black ball shrank back with a sense of resentment, and the full score reward it had been coveting was gone, but it didn't dare to say anything.
After all, the male protagonist has a good impression of the host now, if the host doesn't act like a troublemaker.
That's a sure win, right?
After paying the bill, Sheng Wu sat in a cafe holding the wrapped flowers.
She took a photo with her mobile phone and posted it on WeChat Moments.
Caption: If you lose, I’ll compensate you.
The photo shows the approximate location of the coffee shop from the details.
That message is visible to only one person.
Sheng Wu sat leisurely at her seat drinking coffee. It was night time, the streets were crowded with cars and neon lights were flickering.
She sat by the window on the first floor.
She was wearing a fairy-like white dress, her calves and ankles were white and slender, her figure was elegant, her long hair was soft and slightly curly, and her appearance was extremely stunning with a strong complexion, which naturally attracted a lot of people's attention.
Some people wanted to approach and chat with her, but looking at the bouquet of flowers on Shengwu's table, they saw that the decoration was for someone else. This made the rich girl, who was already at the top of Shengwu's outfit, feel a little ashamed and dared not approach her.
I could only look at it silently for a few seconds and then leave with regret.
After all, many knowledgeable people in the coffee shop could see that Shengwu’s clothes, bags and shoes were all top-notch luxury items.
Sheng Wu naturally noticed it, but she did not move at all. After all, those people were not her fish.
She was bored and checked her messages on her phone.
About twenty minutes passed.
Her fish came.
Sheng Wu lowered her head and looked at her phone. Even though a figure in a black suit appeared beside her, with a faint and familiar fragrance of pine and bamboo on his body, she did not look up to pay attention.
Seeing that she ignored him, Jimo Li took a deep breath, then sat down opposite Sheng Wu without saying a word.
Jimo stared at Sheng Wu with his dark pupils for a long time, and finally spoke first.
"Miss Saint."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Wu, who had been looking down and chuckling while browsing her phone, raised her head slightly.
She looked surprised, "Oh, why is Mr. Jimo here?"
"......" Jimo Li's forehead jumped, and he pursed his thin lips, "Didn't you post on your circle of friends asking me to come?"
His clear and cold pupils were covered with a layer of mist that made it impossible to see clearly. He was still wearing gold-rimmed rimless glasses, a black suit, with neat cuffs, and a cold breath.
unattainable.
Apparently, he had just finished showering and saw Sheng Wu's circle of friends, so he dressed up and came to see her.
Hearing this, Sheng Wu smiled innocently, "Really?"
She put her phone down, her posture was good due to years of dancing practice, her figure was straight and slender, and her eyes were clear.
"I just posted an impromptu caption, Mr. Jimo, maybe you misunderstood something."
Hearing this, Jimo Li frowned slightly. His sharp eyes, which seemed to be able to see through everything, grabbed Sheng Wu and met her eyes.
"Miss Saint, are you really going to continue playing dumb with me?"
Sheng Wu did not give in, or rather, she was the one who held the initiative.
"Mr. Jimo, you said that you are no longer my hypnotist and that you have nothing to do with me. So, in what capacity are you talking to me now?"
As she spoke, her narrow, shimmering fox eyes curved, "After all, I'm not a criminal suspect."
She seemed clear, but only Jimo Li could see the mysterious darkness that flashed across her eyes.
Hearing this, Jimo Li understood that this woman was holding a grudge against him for directly breaking off cooperation last night.
Revenge is a strong will.
So, Jimo Li, who never bowed his head, thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and finally nodded slightly.
"Miss Sheng, it's my fault. I have temporarily and unilaterally terminated my cooperation with you for personal reasons. Please give me another chance."
His cold and aloof eyebrows were lowered, and under the dim light of the coffee shop, his long and slender eyelashes were cast with a layer of shadow, which made people feel that such a noble and upright flower on the mountain had fallen.
It's an extremely self-blaming and guilt-inducing thing.
Of course, the culprit Sheng Wu does not have such morals.
Seeing Jimo Li like this, Sheng Wu curled her lips and smiled, with a mocking look of revenge, but also gave him a way out.
She accepted Jimo Li's apology with peace of mind, "Since Mr. Jimo said so, let's continue our cooperation."
As she spoke, she leaned forward slightly and stood up directly with the flowers in her hand.
"Mr. Jimo, I think you wouldn't mind taking me home. After all, this isn't a place where it's easy to talk."
She raised an eyebrow, tilted her head slightly, and looked at him with teasing eyes.
"Okay." He was very frugal with his words.
Hearing this, Jimo Li's cold expression relaxed slightly. He nodded and stood up. He was a full head taller than Sheng Wu.
Moreover, his figure was much broader than Sheng Wu's, making Sheng Wu look even more slender and delicate.
Sheng Wu took the flowers and followed Jimo Li to his car.
As soon as you get on the bus.
Jimo Li did not start the car directly, but turned his head first, staring at Sheng Wu with a subtle and sharp look in his eyes.
"Miss Sheng, I still hope you can tell me the truth about your relationship with that case."
His hair stood up meticulously, making him look particularly serious and ascetic.
In the cramped car, he turned around and was only half a meter away from Sheng Wu.
"Then I would like to ask Mr. Jimo first."
Feeling a burst of oppressive and sharp aura, Sheng Wu was not at all panicked. She raised her lips slightly, raised her head from the flowers, and then handed the flowers to him.
"Almost a day has passed. Why haven't you told the police about your suspicions? Instead, you came to me again, huh?"
She finished her voice with a light voice, and her usually gentle eyes and eyebrows were seductive and provocative.
Jimo Li stared at her, looking at her fearless appearance. His extremely dark pupils narrowed, and he lowered his head to look at the bouquet of flowers she handed over, and his mind recalled the text she posted on WeChat Moments.
If you lose, I'll compensate you.
So, she gave him the flowers because she believed that he had already lost...
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