บท 1146: The Selfish Man Named Alex

In the afternoon on the River Seine, the glittering surface was blown by the wind.

Viona's wrist was held by Alex and they walked along the river bank unhurriedly.

A few minutes later, the awkward atmosphere made Viona feel uncomfortable.

Her wrist was still being held by the man, and his warm, dry palms seemed to burn her skin.

Viona tried to pull her wrist back several times.

But Alex didn't let her go.

Alex seemed to be trying to hold her hand on purpose. 

When Viona was trying hard to break free, the man tightened his palm at the right time.

The two of them fought in secret for a long time, and finally Viona admitted defeat. She stood still in despair, frowned and said, "Thanks for helping me today."

She took the initiative to break the silence, and her moment of gratitude was full of quirkiness and courtesy.

Alex paused, turned vaguely around, and looked at her. "You're welcome, I just happened to be passing by!"