Before Mr. Qiao continued to speak, Ye Jiaqi's scalp became numb.

The sun was particularly dazzling, making her eyes unable to open.

She didn't dare to look at this car, and she subconsciously wanted to hide!

In the past, she was not afraid of Qiao Sinian, and sometimes she dared to fight against Qiao Sinian.

But that was limited to the past, and now she knew how much he hated her.

Of course, she didn't like him that much.

There was a bloody debt between them.

There is no wind in the late summer, the leaves on the streets are motionless, the dust is covered with green leaves, and the treetops are lazily drooping their heads.

The co-pilot's door opened and a slender leg stepped out.

Meng Chen strode over and walked to Ye Jiaqi: "Miss Ye, please get in the car."

To put it nicely, it is called "please", and to put it badly, it is called "puss".

Ye Jiaqi has never given up to Qiao Sinian's tyranny!

Meng Chen took the initiative to open the rear seat door for Ye Jiaqi—

As soon as the door opened, Ye Jiaqi met Qiao Sinian.

Someone's face was calm, calm and unsuspecting, and he could not see any expression, but there seemed to be infinite depth in his eyes.

Qiao Sinian glanced at her coldly, and her eyes fell on the empty seat beside him: "Sit down."

Ye Jiaqi had no way out, but she still shook her head with great backbone.

"Mr. Qiao, we are not familiar with each other, so I have to go back to work."

"You try." Qiao Sinian didn't force her.

Behind him, Meng Chen's tall body blocked Ye Jiaqi's way.

Ye Jiaqi was like being trapped in an ice cellar, neither going forward nor retreat.

Unable to do so, she had to bite the bullet and get on Master Qiao's Rolls-Royce.

As soon as Ye Jiaqi sat down, Meng Chen closed the car door.

However, Meng Chen did not get in the car, but walked towards the place where Zunhuang Entertainment Company was located.

"Driving." Qiao Sinian ordered lightly.

"Yes, Mr. Qiao." The driver immediately started the car.

"Put down your sleeves." Qiao Sinian glanced at Ye Jiaqi.

Ye Jiaqi looked down and saw that he almost had a fight with Sister Qin just now, but he rolled up his sleeves and forgot to put them down.

I am like this, no matter how I look at it, I look like a little gangster.

Let’s look at Qiao Sinian. His black shirt is straight, neat and spotless, and even the buttons are meticulously buttoned.

His body is still filled with the elegant fragrance of Shenmu, which has not changed for many years.

In the past, she and Qiao Sinian lived under the same roof, but they didn't think there was much difference between her and him. Now, looking at it, it was a world of difference.

Ye Jiaqi said nothing and quickly put down his sleeves.

"How many times have you said that girls should look like girls." Qiao Sinian said in a naive tone.

Ye Jiaqi knew that Mr. Qiao started to scold her again.

She tucked her hands in a hurry, lowered her head, and lowered her head...

After a while, she didn't speak.

"Are you dumb?"

Qiao Sinian was dissatisfied in his tone.

In the past, he had taught her a lot, but as long as he taught her a lesson, she would be like a furious little lion.

He said one thing, she could stand ten words.

Now, he is so gentle? This is not like Qiqi he picked up.

"It's mute." Ye Jiaqi was also dissatisfied and said.

Qiao Sinian's lips curled up a curve that seemed to be there and not, as if she was laughing, and as if she was mocking: "You can still speak."

The atmosphere is a bit stiff and a bit scary.

"Bullied?"

Seeing that she looked unhappy, Qiao Sinian habitually stretched out her hand.

But realizing something, soon, his big hand was put down again and landed on his knees.

When she was unhappy in the past, he liked to touch her head, just like giving a little lion a hair.

"No, who dares to bully me?"

Ye Jiaqi held back the next sentence "besides you"...
Chapter completed!