Chapter 650 "Will you still be soft-hearted?"
Zhang Xiaoya had never met anyone as straightforward as Kuang Ye. The male classmates and colleagues she had met who pursued her were much more reserved than him.
There are almost no people like Kuang Ye who have the words "I like you" printed on their foreheads.
In other words, she had absolutely no experience in dealing with a suitor like him, and he made her feel a little helpless.
"I'm not interested in digging into your past."
She tends to say harsh words when she is upset.
Kuang Ye seemed to be accustomed to her indifference, "Okay, if you don't turn over mine, then I'll turn over yours. Let's go in and turn over while we eat."
This didn't make sense to her, but Zhang Xiaoya couldn't find anything wrong with him, so she just mustered up the courage to unbuckle her seat belt and get out of the car.
Kuang Ye was actually a little worried in his heart, thinking that he had said it before and was afraid that she would be angry and leave again. Unexpectedly, she walked into the restaurant on her own initiative, and he felt relieved all of a sudden.
After they ordered their dishes, Kuang Ye even told the waiter, "We're in a hurry, hurry up."
After the waiter left, he took the kettle and poured tea for Zhang Xiaoya.
Zhang Xiaoya said politely, "Thank you."
Kuang Ye poured himself a cup as well, picked it up and drank it nonchalantly, his deep eyes staring at Zhang Xiaoya's face without any concealment, and said aloud: "I'm telling you, think about it, I'll be your only creditor, you don't have to rush to pay back the money, and you don't have to owe others any favors."
Zhang Xiaoya couldn't even lift her eyes as he stared at her. She gently spun the teacup in her hand and replied calmly, "Don't think about it. I don't want to owe you a favor."
"What do you owe me? I'm doing this completely voluntarily. I'm begging you to lend me the money. Can't you see? I'm begging you to give me a chance to help me. Just think of it as a gesture of kindness and fulfill my wish to be your creditor."
Zhang Xiaoya had never seen anyone begging to lend money to others. She wanted to laugh in her heart, but she kept a cold expression on her face. "You have so much money that you don't know where to spend it."
Kuang Ye nodded vigorously, "Yes, I have no parents or children, no wife or girlfriend, no bad habits, and no hobbies that cost a lot of money. I have a house and a car, and Brother Dong has always been generous to me, so I really can't spend all my money."
Zhang Xiaoya raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly: "Are you showing off your wealth to this poor guy?"
"I am showing you my financial strength. If you follow me in the future, I will not let you suffer."
When Kuang Ye said this, his eyes still did not move away from Zhang Xiaoya's face. His eyes were like searchlights, with a particularly strong power, forcing Zhang Xiaoya to lose sight of him again.
She whispered, "Where are your parents?"
"Dead."
He responded very calmly.
Zhang Xiaoya raised her eyes to glance at him, and her tone couldn't help but soften, "When?"
"It happened when I was a kid. There was a fire. My dad was a truck driver. My enemies set the fire. I was playing outside with my classmates after school. While we were playing, we saw our house burst into flames. By the time the fire was out, both of them had been burned to ashes."
He still spoke in a casual tone, as if he was not talking about his own family affairs.
Zhang Xiaoya felt heartbroken just imagining that scene, and blurted out "I'm sorry."
He chuckled and said, "It wasn't you who set the fire."
Zhang Xiaoya pursed her lips. Kuang Ye tilted his head and carefully studied the expression on her face, then smiled and said, "You still have a soft heart?"
Zhang Xiaoya avoided him and asked, "What happened next?"
"Then... I grew up."
He smiled slyly.
If he told her what happened later, she would probably lose her appetite.
He personally sent his enemy's entire family to be buried with his parents. He was less than 14 at the time. He spent several hellish years in a juvenile reformatory, and when he came out, he was reborn.
Zhang Xiaoya dropped her eyelids and said nothing. He seized the opportunity and said, "Didn't you say you weren't interested in digging up my past? If you admit that you are interested now, I'll tell you."
Zhang Xiaoya had never seen anyone act so shamelessly, so she kept a straight face and said nothing.
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