Song Wenzhi is too clean, as clean as a blank sheet of paper. Perhaps the only conscience of a bad woman is...
Qiao Yu's eyes softened and he said softly,
"Three years. If you still can't let go after three years, I'll agree to it."
"What did you promise me? You're so vague. What if you renege later?"
This sudden surprise revived his almost dead heart, and he didn't care whether Qiao Yu would laugh at him.
"I'm pushing it further, promising to be with you, to be your girlfriend, and even..."
"Even what??"
He was listless just now, but now he is as full of energy as if he has been injected with chicken blood. The light in his eyes is so bright that people can't look away.
"I won't tell you. Let's talk about the future in the future. I'm going back first."
"Okay... I'll see you off..."
He blurted it out subconsciously. He was overwhelmed by joy just now. When he met Qiao Yu's gaze, it seemed as if he was asking himself what he had just agreed to.
Little did he know that he would not be able to see Qiao Yu for the next three years. When he thought of this, Song Wenzhi started to get angry again.
"Then be careful on your way. At least send me a message saying you're safe when you get home. I won't harass you."
Song Wenzhi was so well-behaved. Qiao Yu sighed, rubbed his hair and walked out.
Qiao Yu is a bad person after all. Song Wenzhi must hate her to death if he fails to fulfill his promise after three years.
It’s better this way. There’s no need to be sad about someone like her.
As soon as she walked downstairs, she saw a familiar car. It belonged to Lu Jinshu, and she didn't deliberately avoid him.
"You're not worried that I won't come down all night."
Qiao Yu kept silent about Lu Jinshu sending people to monitor him. It was not because he was not angry, but because he felt it was unnecessary.
This man is as crazy as himself.
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