Every Breath You Take

Although No. 4 was not as charming as No. 2, she was pure and beautiful with a high education background. She was the Public Relations Manager of a large foreign company. Of course, she had heard of Roland. When she saw his wink and rose, her heart was pounding.

Monica had seen No. 4 in private, who was really the type that Roland liked. But Monica didn't like her.

No.4 often looked down on other people because of her appearance and high education. Among so many female guests, she was the most difficult one to get along with. Monica once heard her talk about herself, "Why does a divorced woman with a child come to the show? I really don't know what she is thinking. Does she regard the program as a supermarket? No one even chooses her. I really don't know why she is so brave."

She said too many such words, but Monica did not mind. She had encountered things that were ten times more embarrassing than it, and she had no time to care about some unpleasant words.

Seeing that Roland had been staring at No. 4 over and over, Monica guessed that he must have known No. 4 at work. He would work really hard to pursue the woman he liked. He must have come to cheer for her because he knew that she had participated in the program.

While she was thinking, Roland took the rose and stopped in front of No. 4. Everyone's eyes were fixed on them. Monica thought he would give the rose to No. 4, but he did not. Instead, he asked, "Miss, do you like me?"

No. 4 nodded excitedly. Roland smiled and said, "Do you think I'll give the rose to you?"

This guy did not follow the lines given by the program group at all. No. 4 smiled shyly and said, "I'm sure I hope so."

Seeing that he did not move in front of No. 4, the host thought that he did not know the process, so he reminded him, "If Mr. Wang likes No. 4, you can give the rose to her, and then she will ask you three questions. If she is satisfied with your answers, she will take off her mask for you."

Roland turned around and said, "Who said I like her? I just think she looks like a bar girl I know."

His words caused an uproar among the audience. Roland did not care what others thought and looked at Monica with a smile.

Monica thought it would be a romantic show, but she didn't expect that he would pay attention to her.

"The one I like is No.5, Miss Monica!" Roland raised his voice, and everyone could hear it clearly. After that, he handed the rose to Monica.

Monica looked at him in a daze. She didn't realize it until he said it again. She did not take his rose. Instead, she began to ask Roland questions. "Roland, what do you like about me?"

"Do you need a reason to fall in love with someone?" Roland said confidently. The host tried to explain for him. "Indeed, you don't need a reason to like someone. Mr. Wang likes Miss Monica unconditionally." "Yes! I like Miss Monica unconditionally!" Roland echoed.

Monica glared at Roland behind the mask. It was obvious that he was here to make trouble, but she had to finish the procedure. "What is Mr. Wang's definition to love?"

"Love and cherish each other." Roland became serious.

"What is Mr. Roland's vow to love?"

"It's enough to cherish the present love."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang. Your answers are very good, but not what I want, so I'm sorry!"

The audience sighed. Such a good man was really not what such an ordinary woman can have. Because of Monica's refusal, other women saw hope.

However, Roland was not interested in others. He picked up the microphone and faced the camera. "I came here because of Miss Monica. Although she doesn't accept my heart, I won't give up. As long as she is on the stage, I will come back again!"

Monica walked out of the hall after the recording. Roland smiled and waited for her at the door. When Monica saw him, she was angry. "Roland, what are you doing here?"

"Be gentle, otherwise no good man will like you!" Facing Monica's accusation, Roland was not angry at all. "I'm here to help you this time." "Help me? You're making me the target of public criticism!"

"Don't worry. You'll see the benefits soon." Roland stretched out his hand to pull her. "I'm hungry. Accompany me for a midnight snack!"