My American magical life
Chapter 906 - 906 65 I am the type of person filled with low-level interests_4

906: Chapter 65 I am the type of person filled with low-level interests_4 906: Chapter 65 I am the type of person filled with low-level interests_4 Cheng Daqi can easily trample over Family Good Items; it’s because his rank is high enough, but in America, his rank is not high compared to his enemies.

The wind is too strong and too cold in the sky; Zhao Hongjin can’t bear to see him flying so high.

“Last time you told me not to look back…”

Cheng Daqi said with a smile, trying to ease the tense and somewhat sad atmosphere with laughter.

“You actually remember?”

Zhao Hongjin was somewhat surprised; at that time, Cheng Daqi was practically unscrupulous, yet Zhao told him to go on.

But people change, and now she can’t bear to let Cheng Daqi continue.

“Of course, I remember.

You are one of the most important people I’ve ever met, even to the extent of being my mentor, or even my soulmate.

How could I forget your teachings?”

Zhao Hongjin was at a loss for words; she was silent for a long time, unable to find a reason to persuade Cheng Daqi.

People change, but such changes are always influenced by their own characteristics.

She and Cheng Daqi are the same type of person; they do not lack courage, nor resolution.

It’s just…

“Accountant Jia got caught; are you sure it won’t cause you trouble?” Zhao Hongjin asked again for confirmation.

Cheng Daqi wanted to answer, but suddenly changed the subject.

“Not romantic enough, you should ask ‘what if I never return’.”

Zhao Hongjin wanted to laugh but couldn’t; she asked very seriously,

“What if I never return?”

Cheng Daqi likes this kind of dialogue; it’s the kind of communication that only happens with Zhao Hongjin.

It seems foolish, but often, being foolish and being cool are the same thing.

Although both are now in the bedroom, with an awkward atmosphere, something abstract seems more fitting now.

“Then I’ll never return—see, saying it this way is much cooler, haha.”

That’s right; everyone is the master of their own fate, they must believe their efforts will yield results.

Ah Zhao, such resolve will fill my tranquil heart with profound passion.”

Cheng Daqi stood up, walked to the window in his pajamas, and with a grand gesture, drew back the curtains.

The rising morning sun poured into the room, warming his body.

While Cheng Daqi was still thinking about how to take advantage of the Great Commander’s attack, Zhao Hongjin posed a question that caught him off guard.

“You always have boundless fighting spirit, just like you said, you’re determined to do what you want to do—but not when it comes to me.

Even though I wouldn’t hold you back, ha, maybe because I’m a girl, and the fact you’re my first love, Daqi, I really want to know…

Using the excuse of protecting me to have me return and then never letting me go back to America, is that truly your heartfelt thought, or just an excuse to avoid facing it?”

As an animal, humans possess primal mating desires, but as people, we have even rarer desires that rise above the primal ones.

Like the yearning for love.

Cheng Daqi and Zhao Hongjin got together hastily and broke up even more hastily, but he deeply understands that these things have nothing to do with their feelings.

He wanted to give Zhao Hongjin a ‘suitable’ answer, but looking into those eyes full of affection, Cheng Daqi lowered his head.

“Once, a true love was right before me, and I did not cherish it.

If heaven were to give me another chance, I would tell her that I love her.

If I have to set a time limit for this love, I would hope it’s for ten thousand years.”

From Journey to the West to A Chinese Odyssey, Cheng Daqi inexplicably thought of himself as an overconfident monkey, attempting to challenge those indescribable gods and buddhas.

He thought of a great phrase for a powerful move.

Hey, old Dundun, die!

“Brother, do you mean that there’s no chance between us anymore?”

No wonder she’s smart; Zhao Hongjin understands Cheng Daqi too well.

“You’re still so smart, Ah Zhao, you know what kind of person I am.

I can’t selfishly drag you into this quagmire.

Just like you said, they are demons that exist among people.”

Cheng Daqi leaned against the windowsill, his backlit stance making his expression hard for Zhao Hongjin to see.

Wiping away tears that appeared at some point, she got up and walked in front of Cheng Daqi.

“Why are you crying?

Just imagine if I win.

Once I become the most powerful person in America, I’ll turn it into a feudal system, I’ll be the King and make you the Queen.”

Holding his beloved girl, Cheng Daqi comforted her.

He could talk nonsense so well, making Zhao Hongjin cry and laugh at the same time.

“But I don’t recommend you wait, as it’s hard for America to revert to a feudal system, you know, there are too many stubborn people there.”

“Then why did you even say it!”

Zhao Hongjin gave his shoulder a pat, venting her slight frustration.

“Hahaha, stop crying, let’s go eat.”

Some things are irresolvable; Cheng Daqi can’t accept risking his beloved girl in danger, and besides, the dangers in America are extreme.

His opponents are those who will stop at nothing, and Cheng Daqi is very aware of how intense the future internal conflicts in America will be.

He cannot gamble.

“You just mentioned making me the Queen, is it because you want to bring both Lisa and Temir into your harem?”

“Have you watched too many palace drama series?

Am I that kind of person filled with low-brow tastes?”

“Who knows, everyone in the company says that Zhao Ying is your little mistress, hmph!”