"Please, save my father first, will you?" Zhou Manchun's attitude suddenly softened. In a tone of prayer, he said that Jin Beisen was distracted by his charming appearance.

Jin Beisen's eyes seemed calm with a thoughtful smile, and his thin lips overflowed with a ruthless words: "no good."

He refused! Zhou Manchun's eyes are full of shock, but this is also the expected answer.

Yes, she didn't agree to his terms. Why did he agree to her request?

Hot tears fell down her delicate face, and a feeble feeling swept through Zhou Manchun's heart. She said slowly, "what if I promise you now?"

"Late." Jin Beisen's ink eyes narrowed slightly, and the air around him was a little deadly oppressive.

Zhou Manchun closed her eyes painfully, took two deep breaths, opened her red and swollen eyes, and suddenly showed a bright smile: "I know."

With that, Zhou Manchun turned around to leave. As soon as the steps moved, Jin Beisen stopped her.

"I want you to agree to me willingly, instead of being forced by the situation as now." Jin Beisen's eyes were half narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile of evil spirit.

Willing is the best. The melon is not sweet. Jin Beisen still understands this truth.

Zhou Manchun stops at the same place with her spine straight. Somehow, she suddenly feels cold. Jin Beisen's words are like a magic spell. This man always gives her a feeling that she can't refuse.

Maybe one day, she will really fall in love with him. Who knows about the future? But at present, there is no one in Zhou Manchun's heart. How could she expect to be loved when she was just hurt by love?

The evening wind is moving vaguely. The air on the roof is very fresh. It brings people a good mood like the clouds come to light.

Back to the apartment, it's half past ten.

Zhou Manchun opened the door carefully, with a light movement, afraid of disturbing Zhao Lizi.

"Xiaochun, are you back?" Zhao Lizi's soft voice suddenly came from the living room.

"Mom?" Zhou Manchun turns on the light in doubt, which shows that Zhao Lizi is still sitting on the sofa.

"Hurry up and have a rest. You have to go to work tomorrow morning." Zhao Lizi said weakly, frowning tightly, as if it was dust laden with countless worries and troubles.

Zhou Manchun sat down on the sofa, her heart jammed. She bit her lips and said, "Mom, how come you haven't slept so late?"

"I'm waiting for your father." Zhao Lizi suddenly said calmly, the tight brow also slightly stretched some.

It's a sad sentence. Zhou Manchun feels a sour feeling coming from the tip of his nose. Zhao Lizi and Zhou Tinghao have a very good relationship. Since they got married, they have been very affectionate and never separated like today.

"Mom, Dad Dad, he won't be able to come out in a while. Go to have a rest tonight. " Zhou Manchun looks at Zhao Lizi and feels sad. But she still holds back the astringency in her eyes. For a moment, she feels that she understands love.

It turns out that love is not a meal or a movie, but an ordinary company. As long as the person who loves is around every day, even if the food is not enough, it is also happy.

"Xiaochun, I called your father's friends today. Some of them didn't answer, some said they weren't there, and some said they couldn't help. You said What kind of friends do you think they are! " Zhao Lizi felt a little angry. She stretched out her hands and patted her thigh. Her mood was very unstable.