Chapter 698: 698 What Kind of Relationship Do We Have? (1)_1
A full-length mirror stood diagonally across from her, and through it Eleven could see Li Sinian’s profile, the chill on his handsome face intensifying by a few degrees.
Xiao Man stood not far away, looking even more concerned than she did at the sight of the red roses earlier. Her hand lightly rested on his arm as she said, "It’s a pet I was planning to take home and keep ..."
Yet the pet was in a transparent storage box, and Xiao Man’s lie was not convincing enough for Li Sinian. His face clearly showed disbelief.
Eleven thought that in the previous encounters, Xiao Man gave her the impression of being keen-minded and unflustered. But everything had subtly changed after Li Sinian appeared.
She actually shouldn’t have explained. Once she did, it seemed as if she was trying to cover up the truth, making her words less credible.
How could someone as cunning as Li Sinian be fooled by such a lie?
The problem was that Xiao Man lacked the composure in front of Li Sinian.
Of course, Eleven also felt that in the presence of this man, nobody could remain calm. Xiao Man had already done pretty well ...
As his hand moved slightly, Xiao Man grabbed it, her voice much softer: "I really wanted to take it home as a pet... otherwise... I wouldn’t have put it in this storage box."
The implication was ... He was about to kill it?
Eleven wondered, how well must Xiao Man know him to understand so quickly what he intended to do?
"Nevermind ..." Her voice trailed off, tinged with a hint of begging.
Finally, Eleven understood what Xiao Man’s words just now meant.
Why she felt that it didn’t matter, why finding out actually made the situation worse, it was all because...of Li Sinian!
Presumably, those people all worked for Li Sinian. Xiao Man didn’t have her own crew, so she could only assign them to investigate. Once they found something, they would report to Li Sinian, and the fate of the person they investigated ...
That was precisely what Xiao Man had been worried about.
This was why she didn’t feel harmed and didn’t want to escalate the situation. Now, Eleven finally understood.
But ... she still didn’t understand what their relationship was exactly.
If the person in the darkened lounge that day was Li Sinian, and considering his decision to send people to protect Xiao Man, it suggested that their relationship wasn’t merely casual friendship, but ...
Xiao Man addressed him as "Mr. Li," which felt rather formal and distant.
"I’m making a trip to Mexico tomorrow," he said.
This was the first time Eleven heard him speaking. Normally, he intimidated people with his fearsome gaze. His voice, leaving Eleven mildly taken aback, was very pleasant, deep and resonant like Gu Liancheng’s, a baritone that exuded masculinity.
Watching the two of them, Eleven kept thinking that her presence was an intrusion. Should she leave them alone?
Yet she hesitated to interrupt, fearing his displeasure. Before she got an accurate read on Li Sinian’s temperament, she dared not provoke him. Whether Xiao Man could spare her life was still an uncertainty.
"When exactly? I have an engagement tomorrow. I’d like to arrange my schedule to see you off."
"Tomorrow night," Li Sinian said.
"Tomorrow night is good," Xiao Man’s eyes twinkled with a joyful smile, "I’m free tomorrow night."
Li Sinian’s gaze fell upon the mirrored reflection of Eleven. His eyes held an unfathomable meaning.
"This is my friend, Eleven."
Eleven met his gaze, her heart skipping a beat, "Hello ... Mr. Li ... I am Fang Eleven ..."
