The Yandere Male Lead Chases Me-Chapter 915: Lord Hero Is Too Wicked 37
Chapter 915: Lord Hero is Too Bad 37
After saying this, he pushed the gift box into Su Yan’s arms.
Su Yan resisted.
After finally giving it away, and now taking it back?
Impossible.
Su Yan let go, refusing to accept it.
At this moment, Shu Ze had already put it into Su Yan’s arms.
He released his hand.
Unsteady, the box tilted.
The basketball inside rolled out, slowly heading toward the curb.
Upon seeing this, Shu Ze, perhaps out of love for the basketball,
quickly jogged over.
Fortunately, the basketball rolled right next to the parked black business car.
Blocked by the car, the basketball didn’t roll into the middle of the road.
Shu Ze bent down to pick up the basketball.
But a hand was faster, picking up the basketball first.
Shu Ze froze, looking up.
He saw a man standing in front of him, dressed impeccably in a suit.
Holding the basketball, the man was expressionless.
He just called out to the tightly closed car door
"Young Master."
Shu Ze looked toward the car door.
The car window was halfway down.
Revealing half of a man’s face.
That piercing dark gaze startled Shu Ze.
After a moment, the man’s eyelids lowered.
The window rolled down completely.
Exposing that perfect face.
It was Feng Rong coming to pick up Su Yan.
His eyelids lowered briefly, his thin cold lips curved
"Go see what else is in that box."
Hong Ye nodded
"Yes."
When Su Yan first saw Feng Rong, the first thought that crossed her mind was that she could finally go back.
But then, when she saw Hong Ye walking toward her with the basketball,
She didn’t know why, but she felt as if she had been caught.
Even though she gave the gift openly,
Why does she feel a bit nervous?
Thinking this, Su Yan also looked toward the box.
There was nothing else in the box.
Xiao Hua whispered
"Host, do you feel relieved?"
Su Yan said nothing.
And as Hong Ye walked over,
Feng Rong had already descended from the business car in a wheelchair.
Feng Rong lowered his eyes, sitting there without saying a word.
Hong Ye finished checking and walked toward Feng Rong.
Su Yan followed behind.
He spoke unhurriedly
"A basketball gift?"
As he said this, Feng Rong had already taken the basketball to play with in his hand.
On the basketball was a signature in black ink.
From a very famous basketball player.
Feng Rong slightly smiled, his eyes darkly observing Su Yan
"You put a lot of thought into this gift."
Su Yan immediately shook her head 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
"I didn’t put any thought into it."
Shu Ze, sensing the unusual relationship between the two, had remained silent.
Upon hearing Su Yan’s straightforward response, he thought of the letter in his pocket.
Feeling a bit choked.
But upon reconsideration, whatever was between those two had nothing to do with him.
Shu Ze spoke out
"I’ve returned the gift, I won’t disturb you two any further."
After saying this, he turned around to leave.
As he turned, Feng Rong’s gaze flickered over the pink envelope peeking out from Shu Ze’s pocket.
"Wait."
Shu Ze paused
"Is there something else?"
Feng Rong’s eyes fixed on the item in his pocket.
His throat moved, gaze intently fixed, the surrounding atmosphere grew somber
"Hong Ye."
