The man immediately changed to a nonchalant look and said:
"Hello, beauty. I'm hanging out tonight. I didn't expect to see you jumping off a building to commit suicide. It really disturbs your mood. You continue, I'll leave now."
This was not the most cold-blooded sentence Lin Haile had ever heard in her life, so she did not show too much surprise or anger. She just looked at the man deeply, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance in her heart through the darkness.
The man who was wary by nature also felt Lin Haile's probing gaze, but he did not show it, and his face still had a rebellious attitude.
At this time, a strong wind blew up, and Lin Haile, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop, was the first to bear the brunt. Her neat short hair had been blown beyond recognition, and her whole body seemed to be blown down.
Suddenly, without any warning, she turned around abruptly, with a satisfied smile on her lips, and jumped downstairs.
The man's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately stepped forward to grab her hand.
Lin Haile's speed really frightened him, but he was well prepared and had silently moved to a favorable position before Lin Haile jumped.
"Hey! I said... Can you wait until I'm gone before you jump? If you do this, how can I explain it clearly tomorrow? Why do you have to support yourself when you commit suicide?"
The man was still sarcastic, although the veins on his neck were clearly visible in the dim moonlight.