Chapter 591：

Sun Jiamu also knew that it would be impossible to stay here tonight.

Alas, I still think about living here at night, seduce him, and get the moon first.

More haste less speed.

The future will be long, so I am not afraid that he will run away.

She negotiated, "Well, I have a request."

"Are you asking for a stranger?" Fang Shaohua frowned tightly, obviously not promising her.

"Any stranger, I'm half familiar." Sun Jiamu emphasized, "I'm not embarrassing you. This way..."

Pointing to the fruit basket he threw out the door, "You take the fruit basket and send me back. Otherwise..."

Fang Shaohua didn't have the patience to deal with her, so she didn't want to have another moth, and quickly agreed, "Yes."

Sun Jiamu loosened his neck unwillingly and went to the ground.

Hanging on him just now, I found that his body is particularly strong, not at all like that kind of weak scholar.

I think of Xinxin saying that he used to fight in the black market to make extra money...

She sneaked a glance at him, but fortunately he didn't mean to beat her, otherwise she would be miserable, don't know if he can stand his punch?

She took the initiative to pick up the fruit basket at the door and put it back on the restaurant table. Fang Shaohua took the lead out of the security door and stood at the elevator door, "Let's go."

After closing the door thoughtfully, she stood beside him, and asked unwillingly, "Fang Shaohua, do you hate me?"

"Yes." The cold male voice did not hesitate.

"..." Sun Jiamu really wanted to give herself a small shot, which pot shouldn't be mentioned, "Where do I dislike you?"

"All."

"..." She was angry, and said sharply, "Fang Shaohua, are you sick in your brain?"

"Yes. So, you go away." He didn't even bother to say something to her.

Sun Jiamu especially wanted to get angry, staring at his handsome side face, thinking that this man was still in prison, could be out of jail, on parole for medical treatment, and he didn't know when he could clear his grievances.

Her heart aches too hard.

If she was subjected to such an encounter, she would definitely be moody.

Don't care about him.

The two came to the parking lot in the basement, Fang Shaohua walked to a BMW SUV, opened the door, and got into the driver's seat.

Sun Jiamu glanced at the new car, followed by the co-pilot, "Your car is not bad, it's worth a million dollars."

Xinxin said that he bought a new car himself, and his previous car was sold by Fang Liyin's gangster.

Fang Shaohua drove in the direction of Qianshanwan Villa. It was late at night, there were very few cars on the road, and he drove very fast.

"Drive slowly." She wanted to get along with him more, looking at the direction of the house, "You don't even ask where I live, it's Xinxin who said my address."

He was silent, rolled the window, lit a cigarette and took a sip.

Curling smoke rings were thrown into the car, blowing out the window in the wind.

Sun Jiamu looked at his melancholy eyes, inexplicably heartbroken, especially wanted to take care of him, "Fang Shaohua, do you have a girlfriend?"

He was silent.

"You don't need to answer," she said on her behalf, "Xinxin said you don't have a girlfriend."

"You are twenty-five years old this year, and your height looks more than 1.87 meters..."

"What kind of girl do you like?"

She kept squeaking and talking to herself, and he didn't respond to a single word, as if saying a word would be useless.

She was not too boring, and suddenly gave him a blockbuster, "Fang Shaohua, can I be your girlfriend?"