Sitting in Le Zhengsheng's car, Yu Sangwan said dully, "Thank you."
Le Zhengsheng was taken aback and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
As if summoning his courage, "Wanwan, I'm serious."
"..." Yu Sangwan turned her head to look at him, her eyes filled with resentment, "Le Zheng."
Le Zhengsheng nodded, "I know you don't think much of me right now... I'm not asking you to promise me anything right now. You just ended a relationship; asking you to accept me immediately isn't realistic, but... please consider me. At least when he's out of the picture, it should be my turn in line, right?"
Is that how it is? Do feelings queue up?
Yu Sangwan suddenly felt that relying on Le Zhengsheng like this was quite shameless.
"Le Zheng, I'm not going to your place anymore."
With a screech, Le Zheng made an emergency stop and looked at her in amazement, "Are you kidding me? At this point, you can't even give me this chance?"
