only soft on you

Chen Yan's voice became softer and softer, as if he was afraid of being surprised, and said in a low voice: "I never thought about getting married, but I also don't want my mentor to die with regrets."

After his voice fell, he finally raised his head, and his ambiguous and slightly cool lips finally left Zhou Tang's neck.

Before Zhou Tang could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw Chen Yan's bottomless eyes grasping hers, and asked her bluntly: "Do you want me to marry her?"

Zhou Tang almost fell into his deep eyes, his nerves jumped twice inexplicably, and he didn't reply for a while.

But because of her silence, Chen Yan seemed a little disappointed again. He curled his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, his voice becoming hoarse, "I don't care about anyone except you now. If it wasn't you, who would I marry?" Marrying, it doesn’t matter anyway, so do you want me to marry Wang Mo?”

Zhou Tang felt a little nervous, always feeling that Chen Yan's eyes were filled with deep meaning, and his words seemed humble, but also seemed to carry a threat that she could not ignore or escape.

Therefore, he was putting the choice in her hands, and also putting himself in her hands, forcing her to make a decision in disguise. Even if she gave up on him again at this moment, he would really break the law. Is it a good idea to marry Wang Mo?

Realizing this, Zhou Tang didn't dislike him at all. On the contrary, his heart felt even more painful.

A person who should be aloof and aloof has become so humble and lonely. Who can imagine that Chen Yan, the president of Wansheng Group, who fights for life and death in the shopping mall, is a poor person who is willing to live in a lowly world in love.

Zhou Tang's nose suddenly felt a little sour, and he couldn't help but ask himself, how deeply and how much she had hurt Chen Yan over the years.

It is also clear that Chen Yan, who was in high school, could not be so cautious and worried about gains and losses, even if he was struggling in the mud!

Zhou Tang was silent for a while, and then tried to calm down. Finally, he confessed his feelings and said to him word by word: "I don't want you to marry Wang Mo, even if it's your mentor's request."

I just want you to live a good life, with yourself as the center, and live a good life freely and freely for yourself.

Now she no longer has any hatred or rejection towards Chen Yan, but only guilt and distress.

If she could, she was really willing to reach out and give him a hand again. In this way, the guilt in her heart might be slightly lighter.

However, Chen Yan seemed to have misunderstood her meaning. When her voice fell completely and all the paleness and depth on her face disappeared, he stared at her almost infatuatedly, "You came back from Canada all the way, You don’t want me to marry Wang Mo... so Zhou Tang, you treat me..."

His last words were not fully spoken, but his tone and his eyes fixed on her face were already full of uncontrollable excitement and joy.

Zhou Tang suddenly dared not look directly into his affectionate and hopeful eyes, and lowered his head subconsciously, "I just hope that you will not be bound by anyone or anything, even if it is your teacher's request, Chen Yan, I hope you live a good life and live for yourself."

The expectation in Chen Yan's eyes softened again, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curved into a self-deprecating arc.

"Do you just want me to live for myself?" He repeated Zhou Tang's words in a low voice, with an undisguised loneliness in his tone.

After his voice fell, he finally pushed Zhou Tang away gently, staggered slightly and got up from Zhou Tang, sitting down to the side.

Zhou Tang noticed Chen Yan's change in mood and knew that he must have misunderstood something.

After drinking, Chen Yan is really prone to being abnormally sensitive and overthinking.

Zhou Tang also frowned. She sat up and turned to look at Chen Yan. She saw that Chen Yan's eyes were once again filled with joy and hope, but instead had a hint of coldness.