Song Zhiyi felt that her focus seemed to be wrong, and she immediately said to make amends: "I mean, no wonder you are so rich as a university professor."

"..."

Uh, something seems to be wrong.

Tang Yuchen raised his eyes and looked at Song Zhiyi, and laughed angrily: "Song Zhiyi, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"

"I'm telling you this because I want you to really understand me," Tang Yuchen straightened up, "I have never been in love in the past 29 years, and I never had anyone I liked before you, so -"

Song Zhiyi blinked at him: "So what?"

The cool sea breeze slightly ruffled Tang Yuchen's short hair on his forehead, and his already handsome face now became even more messy and beautiful.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the ends of his charming peach blossom eyes were slightly raised as he looked at Song Zhiyi, whose hair was messed up by the sea breeze under the warm yellow street lamp.

Song Zhiyi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, so she turned around and faced the sea, narrowing her eyes slightly and looking at the quiet sea at the moment.

After a long time, a man's voice, as deep as a rock, came to her ears.

"So, Song Zhiyi, can I chase you?"
Chapter completed!