Two-faced President, So Hard to Coax (46)

"Cough, cough. I read the article you wrote. You... you wrote very well."

Zhang Jingyu had also spent a long time hesitating before deciding to come today.

It had been two or three days since that incident, and he still hadn't seen her. He couldn't help worrying about her.

But he couldn't be like that arrogant fellow and sneak over to see her at night.

Su Qiao: "...?"

No way, right?

Another one?

Can we stop joking around?

Seeing that she seemed somewhat bewildered, Zhang Jingyu gently explained, "He's rather willful and accustomed to doing whatever he wants. His temper is also a little irritable, so this gentler and more tactful approach is indeed better."

"..." The corner of Su Qiao's mouth twitched. She really wanted to say, You're overthinking it.

But she no longer had the energy to explain. She felt that the more she explained, the worse it would sound.

After a pause, he said, "I came today for one more thing."

"Thank you for saving me in front of Paramount Hall that day."

Su Qiao had already heard from Little Four that he knew about it, so she wasn't surprised. "I just happened to be there."

"Regardless, you saved my life. If it weren't for you, I don't even know if I'd still be lying in the ground right now."

He hadn't sensed the assassination attempt that day at all. Even if he hadn't died, he would certainly have been seriously injured.

"You're overthinking it." At most, he would have ended up with one crippled leg and half his life gone. He wouldn't have been lying in the ground.

"I'm telling the truth."

"You keep bringing this up. You're not planning to cling to me, are you?"

Seeing how fixated he was on the matter, Su Qiao