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Chapter 395

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If Zhao Youyue really fell in love with another man, how would Han Leng react?

In fact, he would neither try his best to stop her, nor would he do anything to silently bless her. He would probably just choose to leave in disappointment.

Zhao Youyue would no longer be the Zhao Youyue that he loved. She would just be an ordinary person with the name "Zhao Youyue."

Zhao Youyue would never fall in love with anyone. This was the most reassuring thing to Han Leng. It was also his favorite quality, even if she fell in love with anyone, including himself.

How did Han Leng discover this quality of Zhao Youyue? Of course, it was because he felt that Lady Zhao was a very arrogant person. No one could touch her heart, and she had no interest in any kind of relationship.

In short, Lady Zhao was a person who did big things. She would never be trapped by love. As for what she was doing, Han Leng had no idea.

In fact, Han Leng also felt that, compared to his passion for literature and writing, love was really nothing. It might even distract him and prevent him from devoting himself to his career.

If he had a lover, he would have to communicate with them every day. He would have to date them from time to time to maintain their relationship. He would have to think about doing something to surprise his lover, right?

Also, almost any holiday nowadays could be turned into Valentine's Day. It was as if not giving his lover a gift meant that he did not care about her. This was too troublesome!

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he would be of love, and the more he would be unable to detach himself from it.

Ordinary people could endure all this in order to fall in love and reproduce, but Han Leng could not do this. He had never considered marriage and having children. His works were his children, and he could reproduce asexually.

Han Leng was not an ordinary person. He was sick.

As for the person he loved, the person who could become his spiritual sustenance, it would naturally be Zhao Youyue. Of course, this was under the premise that Zhao Youyue would not fall in love with anyone, including him.

This was the way he thought, and it was also the way he enjoyed love.

Of course, in the eyes of others, Han Leng was a lunatic. He had already confirmed that he liked Zhao Youyue very much. Why did he not pursue her? Why was he such a coward? Did he not want to be with someone he liked?

Han Leng wasn't sure at first, but when he thought that he was no longer an ordinary person, but a "superman", he could clearly answer that it was like this. He was destined to become a great man, so he didn't need to fall in love like an ordinary person.

This was his way of falling in love, and he had his own unique techniques.

"My love letter is priceless," Han Leng said faintly, "I don't lack that bit of money now."

Zhao Youyue frowned. She felt that Han Leng had grown up. "Beautiful April" was selling like hotcakes. He could earn at least a few million in royalties. Moreover, the copyright of the novel was in high demand

The current Han Leng was no longer the creator that she could throw money at to get his help. After all, his status was there.

Zhao Youyue could not help but think of Su Li's kindness. Su Li was no longer a small-time author, but as long as Zhao Youyue asked, Su Li would help her no matter what. She had even become "Su, the Great Deity" and "The Pan of This World."

Han Leng saw Zhao Youyue's frown, and his heart softened. He quickly said, "If Lady Zhao wants me to write a love letter for you, then I will definitely help you. I will customize whatever you want."

"Alright, write a love letter for her. It has to be of the highest quality. Don't be perfunctory," Zhao Youyue ordered without hesitation.

Zhao Youyue had always felt that the number of love letters received was the standard to measure a student's charm, especially in this era where love letters had almost disappeared.

Bai Yunshan deliberately gave Zhao Youyue and Han Leng some private space to catch up. She took the initiative to walk away and wait for Zhao Youyue.

Bai Yunshan did not know that Zhao Youyue, who was always full of tricks, had actually asked Han Leng to write her a love letter. She just wanted to see how she would react after receiving the love letter

Bai Yunshan had never received a love letter before. Everyone avoided her like the plague. Which man would like her?

But now, the situation was different.

Han Leng looked at Bai Yunshan, and could not help but be slightly surprised. Since when did such a beautiful girl appear in their school? Although she was also wearing a school uniform, and had a simple ponytail, her beautiful face and cold temperament were all attractive to men.

"Uh … Who is she? Is she the beautiful transfer student who often appears in novels? Why do I feel that she has a good relationship with you? "Han Leng said with some surprise.

Zhao Youyue was obviously very satisfied with her work. She said with some pride, "What transfer student? She is my class monitor. Of course, we have a good relationship. Without me, she would not be where she is now. Oh yeah, the same goes for you. Are there a lot of girls who like you now? "

Han Leng suddenly understood. Lady Zhao had a preference for raising men. No, people. She seemed to enjoy the joy of controlling others' lives …

Han Leng had to admit that if he had not met Lady Zhao, he would not be where he was now.

"I can't write it. The highest quality love letter can only be achieved when I write it to someone I really like. Otherwise, it would just be playing with words." Han Leng said honestly.

Although Bai Yunshan had been raised by Zhao Youyue to be a very cold beauty, in his eyes, she could not be compared to Zhao Youyue. Even if the one in front of him was a short-haired Zhao Youyue.

"How? You used to write love letters for others, didn't you? Those love letters were really good, much better than others. I could not bear to throw them away, and kept them there. I only want this kind of quality. I don't care about others. "Zhao Youyue thought that Han Leng was just being lazy.

However, when Han Leng heard Zhao Youyue's words, he looked extremely embarrassed. His ears turned red. He suddenly remembered something. When he and Zhao Youyue were still deskmates, she had kept the note he had written to Zhao Youyue. She had kept it well

However, he did not know where Zhao Youyue's small notes had gone.

At this moment, he felt very ashamed. From the beginning to the end, his so-called love for Zhao Youyue was nothing more than self-satisfaction and self-fantasy.

"Then I will continue to write with you as my target. I will give them all to you. As for how you deal with them, it's up to you!" After saying that, Han Leng slipped away. He felt too ashamed to stay any longer.

Zhao Youyue finally understood a little. Did the Great Scholar Han like her?

Zhao Youyue was not shy at all. It was normal for him to like her. She felt that everyone should like her. She was just that shameless.

However, if that was the case, it was indeed a little inappropriate to give Han Leng's love letter to Bai Yunshan. Why not write it herself? She could use the "Wen Qingyu card" to test out her skills.

However, Wen Qingyu had never written a love letter before. Why not ask Han Leng to teach her how to write a love letter? At the same time, she could taste the flavor of Han Leng's words. If they were delicious, she could let him write about delicious food …

Han Leng, you must not understand.

You are just a cook.



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