"Then do you think I'm right for you?" she asked.

"Try everything, or you may never know the end, will you?" he said.

"So? Do you want me to go off the wall and have an affair with you? Or are you ready to marry me and become the stepfather of my child after I divorce?" Bailey said.

Her direct words stifled Zhou Liye. It seemed that for a moment, she didn't think about how to deal with it. At least, he didn't think that she would speak so directly.

"Well, although your conditions are good, I can't see how much you love me, and..." she put her hands around her chest, looked up and down at each other, and then smiled, "Although your face looks good, I think it's a little worse than Han Lin. moreover, his figure is also very good and feels very comfortable. So you say, why should I give him up and just you?"

Then, she pretended to pat Zhou Liye on the shoulder, "well, speaking of it, you're still a few years younger than me. Don't think about me. In the future, we'll just work together."

When she finished, she turned and planned to leave.

But before she reached the elevator, Zhou Liye had grabbed her arm and grabbed her.

The effect of inertia made her stumble and almost fall.

Her hand touched his chest, so that no one fell on his chest.

Just at this time, the door of the elevator opened, and then standing in the elevator... It was Han Lin!

Belle felt silly, Han Lin... He actually came here? Although Han Lin had called to pick her up at the studio before, she thought he would wait at the parking lot downstairs. Unexpectedly, he came up.

Han Lin's eyes fixed on the two people in front of him, then narrowed his eyes, walked out of the elevator, grabbed Bei Li's other arm, pulled her away from Zhou Liye's arms for two steps, "drinking again?" he looked down at her.

"No..." she just said one word and found that his eyes became more serious and cold. Well, she was wrong. She should answer "yes".

At this moment, Bei Li's other arm was also grabbed by Zhou Liye. Han Lin not only looked at Zhou Liye badly, "Mr. Zhou, it seems unreasonable for you to hold my wife like this."

"Li and I are friends. There's nothing wrong." Zhou Liye said to Han Lin's eyes.

"But I'm very stingy. I don't like people holding my wife like this." Han Lin said.

And Belle, at the moment, twisted her arm uneasily and wanted to pull her arm out of Zhou Liye's hand. After all, it was ambiguous in front of her.

Fortunately, Zhou Liye didn't insist, so he let go of Bei Li's arm and suddenly said, "Li Li, I don't think I'm bad, am I?"

This sentence was like aggravating the ambiguity. Belle was speechless. She just felt as if she would be more and more dark in how to answer.

Han Lin suddenly released his hand holding Bei Li, took two steps forward and grabbed Zhou Liye's collar.