My American magical life
Chapter 197 - 197 76 This is what he cherishes it has always been so_3

197: Chapter 76 This is what he cherishes, it has always been so_3 197: Chapter 76 This is what he cherishes, it has always been so_3 Pressing Cheng Daqi onto the sofa, Temir felt that she really needed to have a serious talk with him.

“Cheng, I often don’t understand what you’re doing, did you really plan to give him ten thousand Dollars just now?”

Temir was puzzled; she understood Cheng Daqi’s desire to put on a show, but she did not understand why he needed to drag her into performing with him.

Facing Gru, I can act along with you, but now you’re dragging me in front of a lousy old man to perform, what is the meaning of this?

Do you really see me as your girlfriend?

“Of course, Mi’er, you can ask anything you don’t understand, I’ll be completely open with you.”

Closing his eyes, Cheng Daqi gently answered Temir’s question.

He was exhausted.

Aside from the two of them, the second floor was empty, and the sofa was very comfortable; he felt like falling asleep as soon as he sat down.

“Completely open?

Is that another one of your lies?”

The black-haired rich woman sat opposite Cheng Daqi.

Looking at this man with his eyes closed, her feelings were also complex.

“Mi’er, I haven’t lied to you much, have I?”

Cheng Daqi responded; he knew he had his limits.

At least with Temir, he had his limits.

“Then tell me, why bring me along to deceive that old man?

Is that also one of your so-called kind lies?”

“It’s not deceiving him, it’s a kind lie, I hope he can know that after accepting his help, a young man had walked towards a happy life.”

The black-haired rich woman’s voice rose somewhat; she even sounded a bit accusing.

“Ha, a kind lie, since when can your lies be kind?

What kind of person are you?”

Temir wanted to win, but she also wanted to figure out what kind of person Cheng Daqi really was.

If you’re a bastard, then be a complete bastard.

Playing for real with an old man while being half a bastard, what is that?

He gives you a hundred, you return ten thousand, Cheng, what kind of person are you?

Just when I think you’re clever, funny, and capable, I find out you’re a scammer.

Just when I think you’re a scammer, I find out you really have a company and a team in Hua Country.

Just when I think you’re a cunning bastard, you actually start a genuine interaction with an old man.

What kind of person are you, really?

I can’t see clearly!

Answer me!

“I don’t know.”

Cheng Daqi replied wearily.

“You don’t know?

How can anyone not know what kind of person they are?”

The black-haired rich woman’s voice grew louder, and she was angry; she thought Cheng Daqi’s reply was nonsense.

“So what kind of person are you?

Are you clear about that?

Do you realize how strange you are right now, Mi’er?”

Cheng Daqi’s voice was calm as he tossed the question back.

He really considered Temir a friend, but now it seemed his friend had fallen into a dilemma.

Humans, always trapped by emotions.

Cheng Daqi was innocent; he really hadn’t done it on purpose.

There were flirtations for show, false affections, formal politeness; in all his interactions with Temir, he had never intentionally flirted with the girl even once.

“I’m strange?

Where am I strange?”

A certain obstinate character was still being stubborn, but her tone had weakened, and the fists she had been clenching had relaxed.

Temir herself felt that she was acting so strangely tonight.

Inexplicable anger, inexplicable violence, inexplicable aggressiveness.

Too strange.

“See, you’re even reluctant to admit you’re strange.

As for where you’re strange, whether you’re strange at all, you can go ask Lisa about that.”

Cheng Daqi continued, needing to talk about some serious matters with Temir.

“I’ve always considered you my most important friend, but I haven’t done a good job.

This period of time, between us, friendship, business interests, facing the threat from Gru, all these things became entangled.

They’ve formed a complex ball of yarn, affecting both you and me.

Can you feel it, Mi’er?”

The black-haired rich woman stood up, and looking at Cheng Daqi’s face, she spoke in a tone that was indifferent to joy or anger.

“So what now?

You want to toss this ball of yarn aside?”

Opening his eyes, Cheng Daqi looked into Temir’s blue eyes.

The black-haired rich woman turned her head away, avoiding Cheng Daqi’s gaze.

He couldn’t bear to watch his friend lose.

Apart from the ties of interest, there was a real friendship between them.

Something he always cherished.

“Mi’er, you won’t lose me, just as I will repay Hanks, I won’t forget the help you’ve given me.”

“Cheng, can we stop talking about that old fart?

I’m a shallow, prejudiced person, I like you, I like Lisa, but I don’t like sloppy old men.”

Temir pressed her lips together, speaking stubbornly, yet what she said was a concession.

She was aware that she was the one out of line.

“Fine, I need to go downstairs, I can’t stay away too long.

Do you want to come down with me?”

Cheng Daqi issued the invitation, much like when your mother calls you to dinner after you’ve been scolded as a child.

“Of course, let me link arms with you.”

The black-haired rich woman wanted to play girlfriend a bit longer; she hadn’t understood Cheng Daqi.

But she had understood herself.

It was terrifying, but she could accept it.

“Stop pinching me, I’m begging you.”

Cheng Daqi said with a wry smile, he really didn’t want to be pinched anymore.

“It depends on how you behave!”

Lifting her chin, the black-haired rich woman replied.