She tilted her head, wanting to look behind Elliot, Elliot moved half a step, blocking her view: 'I think the moon is really beautiful today."

He said that Ashley also raised her head to look at the moon.


Elliot pursed his lips, looking at her side face, 'Right? Is it beautiful?"

'Uhm." It was fine, it wasn't a full moon, just a crescent moon, or was it because her eyes were used to seeing ugly things and couldn't discover the beauty of life?

In a moment, this question appeared in Ashley's heart.


A gust of wind blew, Ashley's hair flew around, and Elliot naturally reached out, helping her fix her hair: 'Don't move, your hair is flying around." His fingers grabbed Ashley's hair, tucking her hair behind her ear: 'Go to bed early."

Admittedly, the more intimate Elliot acted this time, the less sensitive Ashley became… Anyway, this person, no matter what he said, wouldn't listen.


Saying 'Good night", Elliot led Ashley upstairs.

 He was in no hurry to leave, lit a cigarette, took a careful breath, counted the time on his fingers, and raised his head to look at the floor where Ashley was lying, the lights in the living room were still on, and Elliot then put out the cigarette, walked around to the side of the car, then looked towards Milan, pulled the car door, got in the car, started the engine, turned around, stepped on the gas, the car slowly left. 

When passing by the black Bentley under the shade of the tree, the Maserati did not stop. 

"Boss?" Christian asked. 

Sitting in the back seat, the man's cold voice, indifferently ordered: "Follow him." 

In an ordinary residential area, tonight, two luxury cars, one after another entered, then one after another left, the guard at the gate also felt a little dizzy. 

On the quiet night road, suddenly the sound of brakes rang out loudly. 

Elliot's Maserati and Milan's Bentley, when the two cars stopped, the distance between the two cars was only about 5cm. 

 In the back seat of the Bentley, the car window slowly rolled down, and inside appeared a handsome face without any expression, a pair of phoenix eyes, indifferently looking at Elliot who was sitting in the driver's seat opposite the car.

Elliot's car window also rolled down, just like that, standing across a boundary line, two men, facing each other.

"Oh my god, isn't this Mr. Milan?" Elliot was the first to break the silence, jokingly looking at Milan who was sitting in the opposite car, and said: "Mr. Milan doesn't sleep at night but follows me, if the people of S City, know that you also have this hobby of following others, then I wonder what they will think of you?"

Milan's face was expressionless, he opened his thin lips: "What do other people's thoughts have to do with me? I don't need to care about other people's thoughts." His phoenix eyes revealed a fierce look: "On the contrary, you have touched something you shouldn't have touched. Do you still need your hand?"

 Elliot chuckled: 'Your thing?

What do you want?"

'You know it in your heart, why do you have to say it?"

'If what you want is just Ashley," Elliot's smile immediately retracted: 'Milan, Ashley, she is a living person, not someone else's toy."

On Milan's handsome face, there was no expression at all, his deep black eyes looked at the other party: 'I've warned you, what is mine, even if I don't need it, someone else can't take it."

A sharp look appeared on Elliot's face: 'Ashley, she is a living person, she has her way of thinking, and she also has the right to choose who is by her side. Milan, aren't you being too controlling?"

'Yes, perhaps you had an unknown past with Ashley. But the past is the past. Milan, if you said it yourself, she is something you don't need, then why don't you let her go?"

After hearing that, a fierce light flashed in Milan's deep black eyes... What did she say to Elliot?

"No matter what the two of you went through, it wasn't a happy thing.  Milan, if you are not blind, you can see, I can make her face smile." Elliot refused to give in: "Milan, can you?"

Meadow felt the most clearly, that the entire body of the Boss beside her was stiff, although it was not obvious, she was close, so she could see clearly.

Suddenly, Milan squinted: "Do you understand her?"

"Aren't we in the process of getting to know each other?" Elliot muttered.

"Then you understand her past, what kind of person is she?"

"What kind of person is she, it doesn't matter, the important thing is, Ashley is a good girl."

Elliot suddenly frowned, "Mr. Milan, you must not have fallen in love with her? Otherwise, why are you blocking my way now? Milan, if you love Ashley, then we will compete fairly." Hearing this, Milan was both embarrassed and angry: "I love her?"  He sneered: 'If I, Milan, loved anyone, I would not love her." This casual woman is not only Lorne but also the rich and handsome young master Elliot. 

Milan was cold and arrogant, how could he love a casual and greedy woman? 

Milan was so angry that he stopped thinking. Behind all these erratic moods of his, was it really like what he said, that he would not love Ashley? 

He was so arrogant, so cold that he had no way to face the fact that he loved Ashley. Because he was too cold and arrogant, he had always denied his heart. 

For Milan's movements that clearly showed his fluctuating mood, between Elliot's eyebrows, a trace of surprise flashed… The Milan of this moment and the Milan he once knew, always rational, always cold, always indifferent, like a robot without emotions, were they the same person?

Elliot looked at Milan's fluctuating mood on the opposite side, for a full 30 seconds, gradually, in his eyes, the surprise subsided, and then a trace of understanding appeared. 

The corner of his mouth slightly raised... If this man said that he would never love Ashley in his life, then just do as Milan wished. But he, had no obligation to remind his rival, right? 

Even Meadow and Christian, who were not fools, could sense the strangeness in their Boss. 

Elliot chuckled: "So I understand you. However, Ashley is very much to my taste. Everyone says that I, Elliot, am a perfect playboy. 

I don't deny that. 

But Ashley, I want to treat her seriously." 

Elliot chuckled when mentioning Ashley, his peach blossom eyes flashed with laughter.  Unconsciously, that warmth and tenderness seemed to be able to leak out the window, through the car window, into Milan's Bentley.