"But if you hide here and don't appear in front of the media, I assure you Mr. Bai's plane will arrive in Washington tomorrow to take you away."
Dan Tingye opened his lips indifferently, tightened his grip on her hand, his dark eyes fixedly looking at her.
"Are you willing to trust me?"
"..."
Meimei bit her lip, looking innocently at him.
She really wanted to trust him, but she couldn't figure out how, if she went out, she could shake off the identity of YX Group's heir. By then, if the media reported it, Mr. Diwu would definitely know.
Her hand suddenly hurt, and she reflexively looked up at Dan Tingye.
Meeting his jet-black eyes, she was stunned for a moment.
It was as if she fell into a deep pool, once she fell in, she couldn't get out.
"I trust you." Meimei opened her mouth, and the two words came out naturally.
Even she didn't realize it herself, she just glanced at Tingye, and how did she end up believing him?
