Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

After three consecutive days of competition, Qilin Hui was crumbling under the premeditated attack of Zhao Hao. They suffered heavy losses and lost their former glory.

Some people from the Kirin Society have even chosen to ask the person in charge to reconcile with Zhao Hao, or else withdraw from the Kirin Society.

When something like this happens, Qilin, who was originally extremely tyrannical, will begin to suffer from internal and external troubles. Zhao Hao's life will also begin to become much easier, and the legend of Zhao Hao on the Yellow River Road will also begin to become more and more magical.

In fact, these things did not make Zhao Hao happy for long. On the contrary, he was more devoted to the development of his relationship with Miss Wang.

Although he has been organizing counterattacks against the Qilin Club in the private room these days, the most important thing is that he has not failed to make good friends with Miss Wang. The relationship between the two is getting better and better, and it can be said that they are the best friends in the family.

And as he proved his strength, the way Miss Wang looked at him began to become warm and fiery, and the two of them got along more harmoniously.

That night, Zhao Hao returned home from a busy day and was about to wash up before going to bed. However, Miss Wang next door heard the noise coming from his room and took the initiative to come to his house as a guest.

Miss Wang had a smile on her lips, but her eyes were very bright despite wearing glasses, unlike those of ordinary short-sighted girls whose eyes were dull and dull.

"Why are you giggling at me?" Zhao Hao wiped his face with Yu Meijing in his hand, sat on the sofa next to her, and asked curiously.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable. You could beat Qilin Hui so hard that he couldn't fight back. I heard from my friend Mr. Bao that you have become very famous here recently, and you have even become the most powerful person."

"And because you are so powerful, everyone who followed you has also made money. Now they all want to be with you every day."

Hearing what she said, Zhao Hao did not laugh. Instead, he looked at Miss Wang and asked seriously:

"You've been mentioning Mr. Bao in front of me lately. Is he your boyfriend?"

"No, we are just friends." Miss Wang responded extremely sincerely, looking at Zhao Hao nervously, for fear that he would not believe it.

Seeing her nervous look, Zhao Hao knew in his heart that she no longer had any thoughts about Mr. Bao, and he could take advantage of the situation and launch an attack to capture her.

Zhao Hao nodded and picked up the teacup in his hand, looked at her and asked curiously: "I heard before that Mr. Bao is very handsome and excellent. You don't even look down on a man like him. I really don't know what makes him worthy." Fuck you."

He said this deliberately, but Miss Wang became even more nervous and hesitant, not knowing how to answer.

"Mr. Bao is indeed a nice person, but we are not suitable for each other. It's mainly a matter of personality." Miss Wang replied hesitantly.

Zhao Hao quite believed her words. After all, this woman was carefree and relatively simple. Although she was very smart, she had never experienced setbacks. She was energetic and proud. She was really not suitable for someone like Mr. Bao.

Of course, she was able to say these words only after meeting herself. She would not understand so quickly that Mr. Bao and she were not the same person.

"Then what do you think of me?" Zhao Hao looked at her and asked with a smile, his clear eyes staring closely at her soft and handsome face.

"Ah, how about what?" Miss Wang looked at him confused and asked. But before he finished speaking, his whole body turned red from the neck up.

When she finished speaking, she added shyly:

"You are a very nice person~"

Zhao Hao smiled, but his eyes were still staring at her. Miss Wang leaned her head on her head and slid her hands helplessly on the corners of her clothes. She was thinking in her mind whether Zhao Hao liked her, whether what he just said was a joke, and whether she should accept it if he really confessed.

She thought for a long time but still had no answer, until she saw Zhao Hao put his hand on the back of her hand and gently held her white little hand.

"You just said that I'm pretty good, so who do you think is better, me or Mr. Bao?" Zhao Hao moved to her side and asked her with a smile on his face.

Miss Wang subconsciously wanted to throw his hand away, but when she saw Zhao Hao's serious expression, she was reluctant to let go of his hand.

The two looked at each other for ten seconds. Seeing that she was still looking at him at a loss, Zhao Hao simply moved closer to her. The distance between them was less than twenty centimeters.

"Tell me, who is better, me or Mr. Bao? If you choose a boyfriend, would you choose me or Mr. Bao?" Zhao Hao looked into her eyes and asked with a burning gaze.

Miss Wang was so embarrassed that her first reaction was to leave, but she couldn't resist Zhao Hao's strong and affectionate eyes. She lowered her head and whispered:

"I...I really don't know how to answer you. You two are not the same person. You are a really nice person, and he is also a good friend of mine."

"Then what you mean is...he is your good friend, and I am just a neighbor you have known for a short time. I can't compare with Mr. Bao, is that right?" Zhao Hao looked at her with some disappointment and asked.

Hearing his analysis and misunderstanding of her own meaning, Miss Wang was so anxious that she almost cried. She raised her head and shook her head firmly towards Zhao Hao, whispering:

"That's not what I meant. I really don't. You are a very good friend of mine. I really like chatting with you. There are many things that I have never said even though Mr. Bao and I have known each other for a long time."

She actually wanted to say that Zhao Hao was more important than Bao Zong, but she was a little embarrassed to say this, so she could only use the depth of the conversation to respond to which of the two people was more important to her.

Zhao Hao was not satisfied, so he came closer, forced Miss Wang to the corner of the sofa, and asked with some loss:

"I heard that girls don't dare to say too much about the boys they like. Instead, they use people they don't think are important as a tool to pour out their emotions. Is that true?"

"No, that's not the case." Miss Wang shook her head and firmly denied that she had never regarded Zhao Hao as her emotional investment.

"Then do you like me? Even a little bit!" Zhao Hao came closer, and the tip of his nose almost touched Miss Wang's nose.

Miss Wang was hesitant and embarrassed, her face turned red and she did not dare to look at him again, for fear that she would say something stupid.

When she lowered her head, the disappointment in Zhao Hao's eyes became more intense, but he quickly adjusted it back. He gently lifted Miss Wang's chin with his other hand to make her look at him.

"Do you like me?" Zhao Hao looked into her eyes and asked.

Miss Wang, who had no escape, did not dare to face such a straightforward question, but now it was unavoidable, so she finally had to respond timidly:

"I feel like you are a very nice person. Sometimes I really want to chat with you when I'm at work. Sometimes when I get off work, I subconsciously look at your home and want to chat with you. It seems like I have endless things to say."

"That means you like me, right?" Zhao Hao looked into her eyes and asked gently.

"Don't make it difficult for me, please!" Miss Wang was too embarrassed to answer directly, so she could only look at Zhao Hao and beg. (End of chapter)