Chu Qiao's eyes unconsciously stayed on his profile. His firm lines, handsome face, and the yellowish light in the car softly reflected on his long eyelashes, leaving mottled light shadows on his eyelids.
Her bangs cover her forehead, and she is free and uninhibited, and her exquisite facial features make her a little envious.
"What are you looking at?" He saw her lost look in the reflector and couldn't help but chuckle, turned his head and glanced at her.
"No, I didn't see anything!" Chu Qiao was like a child caught by an adult, hurriedly defending herself, but the light pink blush on her cheeks could not conceal her thoughts.
"I'll take you back...where is your home?"
"Me, where is my home?" Chu Qiao murmured to herself. She didn't know where her home was? The happy home that used to be there seemed to disappear in an instant when her father fell ill. She knew very well that Xue
My aunt didn't like her very much, not to mention it was already so late. Going back to that home would just cause more quarrels? She didn't want to go back to that home.
Afraid that she might not hear clearly, he patiently repeated: "Where is your home?" His eyes stayed on her confused eyes.
Chu Qiao bit her lip: "Lijing Road." Xiaoya lives on Lijing Road, so late at night, the only one she can find is Xiaoya, who is her best friend. Apart from Xiaoya, like
Now in such a miserable state, she really has no place to go.
He turned the steering wheel skillfully, his fingers tapping the steering wheel rhythmically, and the smile on his lips appeared and disappeared.
Chu Qiao sat on the leather seat. She felt that sitting on this seat was more comfortable than sitting on her own little bed. That little bed cost 500 yuan! So how much does this comfortable seat cost?
?
Listening to the bossanova song coming from the car stereo, Chu Qiao felt a little drunk.
Although she was still shivering, she felt that her mind was a little hazy. It seemed that she could forget about money for the time being...
money?
When Chu Qiao thought of money, she trembled. She tilted her head, stared at the man in front of her, and murmured, "Are you rich?" Her voice was soft. When Chu Qiao said this,
She herself couldn't help but be stunned.
He pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Well, I'm very rich? What's wrong?" A hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, but the smile in his eyes disappeared completely in an instant. This is the real
Is she? Like other superficial women?
He is very rich! But Chu Qiao is so short of money that she is desperate. Chu Qiao's eyes light up for a moment, but dim in the next second, with no luster at all. But he has money, so what does he have with her?
What about relationships?
Perhaps her only way is to sell herself to him!
"I...can you buy me?" Chu Qiao's eyes widened as she spoke word by word.
The Maybach braked suddenly and stopped on the side of the road.
He turned his head, his eyes tightly captured Chu Qiao's little face, and the corners of his mouth tightened: "Buy you?"
Self-esteem? Chu Qiao once valued self-esteem more than anything else! But money made her lower her head. If she had to sacrifice her damn self-esteem, how could she save her father if she had no money? Aunt Xue did not agree to sell the house and save her own money.
The money is almost running out. She really has no choice! If she must sell herself to others, she would rather choose the man in front of her!
Chu Qiao was like a wounded lion cub, with sadness in her eyes, but still standing firm, waiting for his answer. "Can you buy me...?" As long as he listened carefully, he should be able to hear the meaning in her words.
vibrato.
"I never buy women!" He said calmly, with a faint smile still on his lips, but his eyes were cold and his voice was sullen.
Chu Qiao felt like someone had poured cold water on her from head to toe, and she felt extremely chilly from her hands and feet to her heart. "Oh! I know!" Chu Qiao's hand pushed open the car door randomly: "No matter what, I still want to thank you tonight.
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After saying that, she endured the severe pain in her feet and stepped out of the Maybach step by step.
It took all her courage to say those words. Chu Qiao was not without shame, but what else could she do to save her father? She was limping and it hurt. The pain was like using
The knife cut her heart time and time again.
After the Maybach started behind Chu Qiao, it walked away without any hesitation.
Listening to the sound of the car driving further and further away, Chu Qiao raised a self-deprecating smile on her lips and walked towards a display window that was still lit. Through the reflection of the display window glass, she saw herself.
The reddish eye sockets, messy hair, abrupt left cheek, and dirty coat showed no feminine grace at all, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Buy yourself? How could she be so ignorant of herself?