Henry's eyes darkened slightly. Indeed, ordinary people's methods didn't seem to be able to work on Monique well.
She didn’t use the card he had given her before now.
She had never even gone to the steak shop with the card that he gave her.
Henry was so flustered. Gu Linbei was saying that he had done something bad out of kindness.
"Then what should we do?" Henry's thin lips opened slightly.
She was in a panic, but her tone was not like this.
Gu Linbei had said before that girls would be in a bad mood and irritable at that special time.
Therefore, Monique was not as happy as he had imagined after drinking the ginger tea.
No wonder she didn't want to thank him for helping her the next day.
Was it because of this?
"When you send things, you have to think of ways to know that it was from you. You made it yourself. You don't even have to send it yourself, but you must let her know that you made it for her. Only in this way will she be moved and like you." Gu Linbei said, "But of course, if you can give it to her personally and let her know your feelings, it will be better."
"Then why didn't you make it clear before?" Henry's voice was extremely cold.
He stood in front of the window like a god of plague with a mask.
Gu Linbei: "..."
“It's my fault!”
I didn't expect you to give me so much ginger tea!
Isn't it good just to send ginger tea?
However, Gu Linbei really didn't dare to say that.
Moreover, Big Master Murong was in a state of depression at this time, so it was better for him not to provoke him.
Gu Linbei rolled his eyes and said, "Hasn't Monique's period not left yet? Do you still have a chance? You can cook a bowl of ginger tea for her tomorrow, and then tell her that this is the ginger tea you made yourself."
"Monique?" Henry's sword-shaped eyebrows knitted tightly together, and his dark and deep eyes burst out a sharp light.
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