"Ah Zhao, from my perspective, money isn't important. I just don't want it to affect our relationship because of these things."
There are things Cheng Daqi can say, and things that can hurt a girl's heart too much for Cheng Daqi to say.
So, all he could do was beat around the bush to respond to Zhao Hongjin's doubts.
"Ding!"
A WeChat message popped up, and Cheng Daqi unlocked his phone.
Watching Cheng Daqi operate his phone to reply to a message, the girl sitting in the passenger seat, Zhao Hongjin, pondered over what Cheng Daqi had said.
"Of the four just mentioned, which one do you favor the most?"
After parking the car in front of Zhao Hongjin's house and glancing at the uniquely designed Chinese-style villa, Cheng Daqi, with a smile, turned off his phone screen and looked at the little Zhao sitting beside him.
"So, you trust me that much?"
The girl with the peach blossom eyes sighed in resignation.
