Zhou Mochen's voice brought Xu Su back to her senses.
She looked at him and smiled. "What if the circumstances were different? What if I didn't like you? What if I was determined not to like you, avoided you, ignored you... even if I was afraid of you and hated you... Zhou Mochen, would you still be willing to lend me the money?"
Zhou Mochen's brow furrowed at her "what ifs."
He looked at her. The girl's eyes were completely serious, not at all like she was asking a casual, joking question.
For some reason, Zhou Mochen felt a pang of panic. It was happening again. As soon as they came to this underground garage, she became a completely different person.
Xu Su watched him, her face impassive. "Is that question so hard to answer?"
She waited patiently for his answer.
Realizing this, Zhou Mochen lowered his gaze and said slowly, "Xu Su, two hundred thousand is nothing to me. Even if you hated me, if you needed it, I would give it to you."
