Bethia frowned and said, "You..." She felt that Qiao Nian was telling lies on purpose, not that she really didn't want to go in.
But Qiao Nian didn't give her a chance to continue and looked into her eyes: "I really don't want to enter the first laboratory. I just want to understand the process."
Bethia frowned and compromised; "Okay."
Then he asked: "Then will you go tomorrow?"
Qiao Nian thought for a while and answered her: "Go." It would be strange if she didn't go, but it would be easier to attract the attention of those people.
As for how to spend tomorrow, she hasn’t thought of a good way yet. When I see that person in the evening, I can probably discuss it with him.
…
At night.
Hong Kong City’s luxurious terrace is like a dreamy place secluded from the world.
Bright lights fell like stars, illuminating the entire terrace. The floor is paved with exquisite marble, the light is discernible, and every step feels like stepping on luxury. Elegant European-style iron railings are placed on the edge of the terrace, shining with a mysterious metallic luster under the light.
The night breeze blows gently, bringing a little bit of coolness.
In the distance, the bright lights of the harbor city can be seen. The lights of high-rise buildings shine like the Milky Way, and the busy streets are like flowing ribbons.
The bustling city night scene is in sharp contrast with this luxurious terrace, making people feel like they are at the junction of two worlds.
"The Count of Reims called me out for a drink of water, but didn't talk to me. Could it be that he had a crush here and pulled me out to use as a smoke bomb?" There are comfortable outdoor sofas, coffee tables, and soft cushions on the terrace. Once you sit down, you won't want to get up. On the glass table next to the sofa, there are exquisite crystal glasses and expensive drinks, which reflect the charming brilliance under the light.
The man raised the glass in his hand, took a sip of wine, and replied calmly: "What do you think?"
Eleanor originally said it casually, but after hearing this, she became more energetic. She straightened her back and asked in surprise: "You really want me to be used as a smoke bomb?"
"You said so." Ye Wangchuan's voice was like the breeze blowing in the wilderness without a trace of impurity, and it made people feel comfortable hearing it.
Eleanor considered herself not a voice control, and couldn't help but become slightly interested in the face behind his mask.
She crossed her legs and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I advise you not to be in a hurry to find a girlfriend. Having a relationship here means you have a weakness. Your current status is not suitable for dating."
“Yeah, but I’ve met someone I want to talk to even if I lose my life. I can’t help it.”
Eleanor looked at his low tone with a smile on his face when he said there was nothing he could do, and she became serious for no reason: "Are you serious?"
“My girlfriend is coming to see me once a week and I need someone to cover those eyes for me. So are you willing to be this smoke bomb for me?”
The face of Count de Reims behind the mask was blurry, but Eleanor looked into his bottomless eyes, twitched the corner of her mouth, was silent for a moment, and then replied nonchalantly: "If you insist on my help, of course I can." Help you. Who made us partners?
“I’m just a little surprised that someone like you can behave irrationally.”
Ye Wangchuan said calmly: "I am not a rational person."
"You are more thoughtful than briquettes, and you are called irrational." Eleanor finished speaking and then added: "But last time you attacked my aunt, this time you asked me out to be used as a smoke bomb for your girlfriend... Tsk! Do it! I’m a little curious about what kind of woman can bewitch you like this.”
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