"You..."

"What about me?"

"What‘s the matter with you and that man?"

"Ah?"

What?

The change of subject was too fast for her to keep up.

"Men? Which man?"

Alger twisted his eyebrows and said in a heavy voice, "It was the man who met you at Yuewei‘s house and followed you at the bar."

"You said Xue Jiaqi?"

"..."

"He, he is not important, don‘t care about him."

"He likes you." Alger Desert Sound.

Qin Siyi opened his mouth and had nothing to say.

"He is not like a good man. Stay away from him."

After all, it was for his own reasons that Qin Siyi and the man were involved. If anything happened, he...

*

"Yuewei? Yuewei?"

"Ah? What? Mom?"

Tao‘s mother took her arm and asked anxiously, "What‘s the matter with your child? I‘m distracted."

"No, nothing."

"You still want to hide from me." Tao‘s mother pulled Tao Yuewei out of the kitchen and sat on the sofa according to her. "Tell me if you had a quarrel with Hirakawa."

"No, not really."

"Last time," Tao‘s mother‘s eyes darkened when she mentioned the last incident. "Thanks to Hirakawa, your brother, your brother‘s bastard, also failed."

Holding his finger, Tao Yuewei only had a wry smile.

What can I say?

Anyway, it‘s her brother, she can‘t stand idly by.

Tao‘s mother looked at her daughter and was really distressed. "Yuewei, the money..."

Where can they get the money back to Alger, it is not enough to smash pots and sell iron.

Tao Yuewei didn‘t want to embarrass her mother. She said hastily, "Mom, don‘t worry about this. I, I‘ll solve it."

"Alas, this you peace Sichuan haven‘t how, just, just..."

After taking a bath, Tao Yuewei lay in bed and turned over her cell phone to find out Alger‘s number. She hesitated for a long time and finally pressed the dial key.

"Hello."

Before long, Alger‘s low male voice came from his cell phone, "Yuewei."

"Pingchuan, Pingchuan." Sitting up, Tao Yuewei clenched his cell phone nervously. "You, you haven‘t slept yet?"

"Well, I‘m going to sleep."

"Ah, to sleep? Sorry, did I disturb you?"

"Don‘t mention it." After pressing the eyebrows, Alger asked, "Yuewei, are you okay?"

"I, I, I‘m fine, just want to call you and listen to your voice."

The tone contained a trace of grievance, Tao Yuewei‘s face buried on his knee, "Pingchuan, will we break up?"

This is the deepest fear in her heart.

Even if she knew the difficulty of maintaining the relationship, she could not be separated from Alger.

She is willing to work hard to integrate into his life and his circle, only hoping that he can give himself a chance.

And Alger also felt her exhaustion for the first time after Tao Yuewei suddenly asked this sentence.

To be honest, he didn‘t want to see this.

*

Wen Jing took his slippers and went downstairs to take out the garbage.

With a sigh, he walked to a red Marasati and knocked on the window.

The window lowered and Claudia turned. "How do you know it was me?"

Wen Jing stalls his hands and says, "Can women‘s intuition work?"

Claudia smiled, that smile, a little ugly.

And her temperament, absolutely not worthy.

"Did you get your hair?" Wen Jing asked.

"Oh, I did it casually."

Nodded, Wen Jing asked again, "Do you want to go up and sit down?"

"Go out and sit down. Have you eaten yet?"

"I had a small family bucket three hours ago."

After bypassing the car and getting on the other side, Wen Jing pulled on his seat belt and fastened it. "I want to drink some porridge at the moment."

"Good." Claudia started the car and drove out of the neighborhood.

Taking Wen Jing to a famous porridge shop, it is a time－honored brand in 49 cities. The porridge is fragrant and thick. I wish I could swallow my tongue with a sip.

Claudia ordered a bowl, stirred it with a spoon, but did not drink it.

Wen Jing drank up his own drink one mouthful after another.

"Do you drink?" Blink her eyes, she stared at Claudia‘s.