Can You Love Me?

Xin Ai was thrown into the car, her head hit the car door, and there was a bang, and she let out an "ouch" in pain.

Clutching her painful head, Xin Ai quickly got up.

Jian Zechuan bent down to enter, the originally spacious back seat suddenly felt cramped, the air was filled with his cool breath mixed with alcohol, Xun Ai's heart was pounding.

Jian Zechuan didn't speak, Xin Ai didn't know what to do, she knew that he was angry about this matter today, and if she wanted to find out Xin Huan's whereabouts, she had to stay close to Jian Zechuan, so she had to let him calm down.

Xin Ai carefully moved her buttocks and moved closer to Jian Zechuan. Seeing that he didn't stop her, she became more courageous. She stretched out her hands and climbed onto his chest, scratching gently with her small hands.

"Third Master, I'm going to Yunding today because I thought, after you left yesterday, you didn't even have a phone call, I... I'm scared, so... I want to try my luck, I didn't expect , I'm really lucky... Do you really have a predestined relationship with the third master? Don't you think so?"

Jian Zechuan pushed Xin Ai's paw away with two fingers, and gave her a cool look: "Afraid?"

Never hear a single truth from this woman's mouth.

Just now after she broke in, when she saw him for the first time, she subconsciously wanted to avoid him when she was frightened, as if she was afraid that he would see him, but this was the complete opposite of what she said she came here on purpose.

Xin Ai nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, when you didn't call me, I was terrified. Only when I see you can I feel at ease..."

Jian Zechuan looked at her with a half-smile, but didn't speak, his dark and deep eyes seemed to say: Make up, keep making up, and see what you can make up.

Xin Ai gently shook Jian Zechuan's arm, and looked at him eagerly, "Third Lord..."

It's useless, he didn't accept the trick at all, Xin Ai gritted his teeth, dragged his voice, and called out delicately: "Uncle, don't be angry..."

Jian Si's hands holding the steering wheel trembled.

The corners of Jian Zechuan's mouth twitched twice, heh, uncle...

In the next second, Xin Ai heard a cold voice above his head: "Jian Si, throw it out."

Xin Ai was so frightened that she quickly wrapped Jian Zechuan's arms around her, and hurriedly said: "Third Master, Third Master, I was wrong today. I shouldn't have sneaked up to you by myself. I apologize to you. I'm sorry, but...you don't know You are so charming, I really couldn't bear it, so I ran to you..."

Jian Zechuan grabbed Xin Ai's wrist and pulled her hand away little by little. He wouldn't believe a word she said.

Xin Ai was a little flustered, and opened her mouth and said, "Uncle, you don't know, it's like a book. When I read it... I feel sleepy, and I can't help it. It's really hard to control myself."

Jian Zechuan's face darkened in an instant, and the car stopped abruptly in the next second.

The car door opened, and Xin Ai was thrown down rudely like a sandbag, her knees hit the hard ground, scratching her skin, and she almost burst into tears from the pain.

In the car, Jian Zechuan looked down at her, like looking at a stray cat. His cold lips parted, and the words he said were even colder: "Tomorrow, I will ask Jian Si to send you the money."

Xin Ai's face turned pale in an instant. She clutched her injured knee and stood up with difficulty: "Third Master...you are...no...don't you want me?"

Standing there, she was as slender as a young willow that had just been twirled in early spring, swaying when the breeze blew, her eyes were red, and a layer of water vapor appeared in her eyes, she was pitiful, delicate and moving.

Jian Zechuan's indifferent eyes swept over Xin Ai's bleeding knee, "From now on, don't appear in front of me again."