Pick her up and take her home?

benefactor?

Repay a favor?

Jane Eyre, who still couldn't find her state of mind, opened her eyes wide and blinked hard several times. Then, with a bang in her head, she understood everything.

"You... you... you... are... are you..." Her tongue was tied, and she didn't say a complete sentence. In the end, she could only give up in frustration.

It's not that she doesn't remember her benefactor, it's that he is too busy and too dazzling for someone like her to rely on. Being able to maintain a relationship with Hua Qiangu and Ran Ran by phone every three months is already the best thing at present.

She didn't want to make things worse, nor did she want to end up being bored by others.

From a certain perspective, Jane Eyre is still a very self-aware girl.

She didn't rely on her perfect face and hot body to dream of things she couldn't get.

Chunyu Ziyu was depressed. Isn't this girl very sharp-tongued? Why couldn't she say a word? But this was not the focus of his attention. The focus of his attention was whether the woman recognized him.

However, looking at it like this, she seemed to have remembered something.

"Remember?" Chunyu Ziyu stood up and looked at her condescendingly, raising his brows. He was not as angry as before, which made Jane Eyre relieved.

Jane Eyre nodded in an awkward manner, "I remembered it, I remembered it all."

"Don't you have anything to explain?" He walked a few steps with his slender legs and sat on the sofa.

After losing the pressure, Jane Eyre's mind immediately came back to her senses. She looked at him with a tangled expression. She hesitated and explained: "I don't want to covet you when I stay here, but I want to tell you that I am not what you think."

Woman, I..."

"Huh? What kind of woman?" Chunyu Ziyu smiled inwardly, his face expressionless. He would not say that he really thought of this woman as that kind of woman.

Jane Eyre's mouth twitched, "It's not... not that kind of woman, I just want to say..."

She couldn't speak any more.

Looking at the man who raised his eyebrows and waited for the next sentence, Jane Eyre was extremely annoyed. It was because his aura was too strong that she forgot her lines. Jane Eyre tried her best to think about how to remember her previous thoughts, and she had no idea what she was doing.

While she was distracted, a certain man was looking at her intently.

To be honest, Jane Eyre was not the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Chunyu Ziyu, who grew up in a crowd of people, every woman he saw was stunning. They were either young, old, or pure.

, or enchanting, each has its own unique temperament.

Jane Eyre's facial features are good, she is a typical oriental beauty, different from Ran Ran's fairy spirit, different from Mommy's fierce look, her appearance is sweet.

Perhaps it was because his previous makeup skills were so superb that he, who had an amazing memory, did not recognize her. At this age, Jane Eyre, without makeup, still looks like a child, innocent and cute, and a little silly.

Being smart or anything like that seems to have nothing to do with this stupid woman.

"I just want to say that you don't get me wrong. I actually live here too. I live in 7777 downstairs. I don't know why I went to the wrong room and met you. I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Jane Eyre wanted to stand.

She stood up and saluted, but the quilt suddenly fell down, and Jane Eyre's face instantly turned pale.

She looked at Chunyu Ziyu anxiously, and saw that he didn't seem to notice this scene, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Little did she know that he had already seen it, and he didn't miss the scene just now, but his movements were slower than hers.
Chapter completed!