Chapter 220 About death

" underaged?"

Olivier raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of playfulness in his deep eyes.

Gwenda nodded. "Yes. I was too playful at that time, so I asked someone to learn how to race."

"You're quite bold."

Olivier chuckled.

Gwenda's lips curled into a smile as well. "That's right. Back then, I was so bold that I did a lot of ridiculous things."

"Like...?"

Olivier put his hands on his head and suddenly had the interest to listen to her past.

"Haven't you investigated me?"

Gwenda turned to look at him in surprise.

"You want me to investigate you?"

Olivier asked in reply.

A strange feeling flashed through Gwenda's heart. He pursed his lips and said, "No, I just feel strange. I thought that you had investigated me thoroughly, so you wanted to pursue me."

"What I like is always you at this moment, and your past has nothing to do with me in essence. However, if you are willing to say it, I am interested in listening."

Olivier spoke very frankly.