Are you tired of living? You dare to answer such questions casually!

"Your company has to be on the right track. Zhuo Peng can only help you get here, and you are about to start school." Lu Zian smiled and explained in an orderly manner: "In addition, you have to come out to help me with the incidents caused by those fan support groups. I'm not going to travel around, but to find the answers in my heart. I'm very happy with you, but I may have to complete the next journey alone."

Actually, if you think about it carefully, Chen Mange can still understand it.

But reason is one thing, and she couldn't accept it at all!

It was because what he said made sense that she was even more unhappy. She didn't speak any more in the next time.

Lu Zian chuckled, stepped on the brakes, reached out to stroke her hair: "Obe obedient, I am already very happy that you can accompany me here. Not only is it happy, but it is also full of emotion and gratitude."

"I..." Chen Mange was about to reply, but his hand touched the big red oil-paper umbrella.

The bamboo umbrella bones with cold tentacles, the neat and complicated threading, and the elegant and exquisite umbrella drawings all told her affectionately about his care for her.

If it weren't for caring, why would Zi'an, who has always been free and easy, have to do this?

Her fingertips gently rubbed the umbrella surface, but there was no word behind her.

After a while, she didn't look up: "Okay."
Chapter completed!