She saw a man standing in front of her.

He was dressed in a formal suit, with a neatly tied tie, without the slightest scrupulousness, and with a calm demeanor.

The broken hair on the forehead is slightly curled, there is a light red mole in the middle of the beautiful eyebrow shape, the eyes are deep and dark, and the girl's figure is reflected in the pupils.

His face was handsome and elegant, his pink lips moved, and his voice was low, "Do you like him?"

Mingyan: "Huh?"

The next second, she blinked and looked at him seriously, "Have we met?"

It feels very familiar, very familiar.

The man hummed softly and admitted.

Mingyan asked, "Where have you seen it?"

With such a stunning appearance, for Yan Gou, once he has seen it, he will never forget it.

But she seemed to have forgotten, and vaguely felt that she had encountered it.

"I think to myself." His voice seemed a little colder, and he seemed unhappy that she had forgotten him.

Mingyan thought hard, and the front desk lady behind her took the opportunity to say, "Sir, what do you need?"

"No."

"Oh well."

The man stood quietly, put one hand in his pocket, and looked at the girl, as if waiting for her to remember.

Living up to his expectations, Mingyan thought about it for nearly a minute, and finally remembered him, "It's you, I saw you in the car that night."

It was she who followed Gong Moyuan outside his villa on the first night and saw him.

Seeing her thinking about it, the man took out a toffee and handed it to her as if he was coaxing a child, "Well, it's me."

Mingyan swept the candy in his palm, but didn't answer with a smile, thinking about the male protagonist in her heart.

The lady at the front desk refused to tell her, so she still went outside and waited for him to come out. As for who he met in the hotel, she would try to find a way to check it later.

Come to think of it, her behavior is very bad.

But what can be done? People are selfish. Even if she knows it's not good, she has to do it.

The man's hand froze in the air for a moment, then slowly retracted his expression with a cold expression. He fed the toffee to his mouth, pressed his tongue against it, and said in a muffled and low voice, "Is the person you're following your boyfriend?"

open and aboveboard will trace the words out, Mingyan blushed slightly, "cough, I'll go first."

She passed him and stepped out of the hotel.

The man watched her get into the white Benz parked outside, chewed the melted toffee, raised his legs and walked to the side of the car, reaching out and knocking on the window of the rear seat.

Attracts the girl inside to look at him.

Rolling down the window halfway, she said, "Is something wrong?"

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"???"

"I'm more curious. You have to tell me whether you like the person you're following."

Unexpectedly, he asked this question and even chased after him. Mingyan was silent for a few seconds and said, "I don't like it! I'm not a boyfriend either!"

The man felt that the sugar in his mouth suddenly became sweet, "Then why are you stalking him?"

Mingyan: "This is my private matter."

He said: "You, an unmarried girl, stalking an unmarried man every day is outrageous."

"...How do you know that I follow every day?"

"I also live in that villa area, and I see you guarding there every night when I go out."

Mingyan: "..." So it was.

No wonder she feels like someone is staring at her lately.

The man said, "It's a private matter, right, but your behavior can be handled by the police."

When it comes to the law, and what she is doing is seen, Mingyan is lying on the window and whispering: "Can we have a discussion and don't call the police?"