Li Qiang looked at her indifferently, "What exactly do you like about me? Why do you insist on being with me?"
"I, I don't know..." Lin Xi was confused by the question, standing there rather dumbfounded. Indeed, she didn't know why she insisted on following Li Qiang, especially when he had rejected her so many times.
But she felt that Li Qiang was a good person, that he could take care of her, and that she could steadily follow by his side.
"You can't just like me because I helped you, because I helped you see your ex-boyfriend's true colors, and think you want to follow me," Li Qiang said, taking a deep breath, "At your age, you don't even know what true liking is, it's merely impulse that makes you want to sleep with me."
"But let me ask you this, if you actually slept with me, would you not be heartbroken when I'm with these other women? Would you not be jealous and envious?"
