There was still a wonderful life awaiting him to enjoy!
Liang Hao looked at Qiao Duo'er pleadingly, hoping she would spare him this time.
Qiao Duo'er touched her chin. The round sensation made her pause for a moment—when had she gotten so plump? She remembered that her chin used to be sharp, with not a bit of fat on it.
Qiao Duo'er shook her head, casting aside thoughts of her figure; there were more pressing matters at hand.
"You like me?" she asked.
Liang Hao was about to nod, but after seeing the expression on Qiao Duo'er's face, he didn't hesitate to shake his head. In his eyes, one needed to be alive to talk about love.
And what he felt for Qiao Duo'er wasn't love, at most it was the astonishment he felt upon their first meeting.
He admitted that Qiao Duo'er was very beautiful and had a great temperament, but she wasn't the only beauty in this world.
Why would he hang himself on a single tree?
Qiao Duo'er nodded, quite satisfied with his answer.
