Shen Zhaozheng glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and she shrank back.
"I can't?" He said coldly.
"Yes, yes, very yes."
Although Gu Nian had always been afraid of Shen Zhaozheng, she had complicated feelings for him because she had always known that Shen Zhaozheng had saved her life.
More than once. First, she fell into the river, and then she was almost killed by a hooligan with a wine bottle in the bar.
After saving her life twice, she was afraid of Shen Zhaozheng, but at the same time, she was grateful for him.
She thought that she had to save the older leftover men.
She was calculating in her mind. Did she know any beautiful and tall woman who could match up to her little uncle?
The only person she could think of was Jian Xia. Jian Xia was pretty and tall, but Yingluo was young. Jian Xia was the same age as her, nine years younger than her uncle.
No, no, it's not suitable. I have to look for another one.
