"What to try?" she asked smoothly.

"Try what you said. Is it true? I remember you said you wouldn't like me, would you? Then let's try and see if you really wouldn't like me?" he said.

His words were like a thunder on the ground. Her head suddenly went blank, almost subconsciously. She turned the steering wheel, slammed on the brake, and the car stopped on the side of the road.

She turned her head and looked at him in amazement. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"That's what you heard," he said. "I really want to know. If I pursue you, will you move? Choose a man you don't love?"

"You're drunk," she said. "Mr. Zhou, I'll take what you just said as if I didn't hear it."

"I'm not drunk. I'm sober now," he said. "Or do you want me to recite the multiplication formula for you to show my soberness?"

"..." she frowned and hesitated, "so... Do you like me?" but it seems that he doesn't like her.

"If you can make me like you and fall in love with you, then you can. Maybe I will really marry you, whether you love me or not." he said lazily.

Her eyebrows frowned tighter. She just felt a little difficult to understand the man's thinking in front of her. "You don't like me, but you want to try with me. Will I like you? Just because you want to know, will I choose a man I don't love? And if I can make you fall in love with me, you will marry me? Even if I don't love you, it doesn't matter?"

"Yes," he said with a slight smile, "how about trying?"

What the hell is this! Is this man really not drunk? Duan Manyu took a deep breath, "no, I refuse."

"Why?" he said, "at least you can have a chance to make me fall in love and become the young lady of the Zhou family."

"Well, if I fell in love with you, but you didn't fall in love with me? Wouldn't I be miserable," she said.

He slowly leaned over his upper body and his handsome face approached her a little bit, which also made her more clearly see the deep in his eyes, in sharp contrast to the lazy smile on his lips, "you said, you will never like me, so if one day you really told me that you like me and love me, I won't believe it."

She was suffocated. She couldn't understand the man in front of her.

Does he treat feelings as a game? Even... Would rather marry a woman who doesn't love him than believe that a woman loves him? What the hell is he thinking?

"Don't worry, there won't be such a day. You'd better leave your chance to others." Duan man said, took a deep breath, drove the car again, and sent Zhou Liye to his destination a moment later.

When Zhou Liye got out of the car, Duan Manyu couldn't help pressing the window, "I don't know why you say these words, but one day, if you really meet the person you love, you will regret what you said today. Well, I'll think I didn't hear anything today!"

With that, she pressed the window button again, and the window rose slowly. She turned the front of the car and the car drove away slowly.

The smile on Zhou Liye's lips gradually closed up, and his eyes gently dropped. Do you regret it? Unfortunately, he doesn't think he will fall in love with anyone.