"Ms. Jiang, please." The man with glasses stretched out his hand and said again.
In comparison, the man in the car seemed very patient, sitting there quietly, waiting for her.
Xuewei gritted her teeth, took a step forward, and got into the car. At that moment, she felt a strong aura that made her almost breathless. She subconsciously moved towards the car door.
, try to distance yourself from the man on the other side. It seems that this way, you can stay away from danger.
The car started and the body slid forward. Xuewei was startled and grabbed the door handle, "Where...are you going?"
Guan Qiyou sat next to him, reviewing the documents in his hands, as if Xuewei didn't exist at all, and ignored her at all.
Xuewei clutched the armrest tightly, looked at Guan Qiyou and shouted in a low voice: "Guan Qiyou, where are you taking me? I want to go home, please let me go." Then she went to open the car door.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open the lock. The car had already been locked with central locking, and the lock in her hand was like a decoration.
"Guan Qiyou, what do you want to do? Let me out quickly." Xuewei was so scared that she almost lost control of her emotions. She shouted loudly and slapped the car door and fender desperately.
"Tsk..." A contemptuous laughter came from his ears. Guan Qiyou turned sideways, put one hand on the armrest of the seat, and knocked it repeatedly. The corners of his thin lips were slightly raised, and he looked at it.
He looked at her playfully, as if full of ridicule.
"Jiang Xuewei, don't you feel tired?" Guan Qiyou looked at her calmly and said lightly.
Seeing his disdainful look, Xuewei was filled with anger. It was like this every time. He always broke into her life without any warning. It was like this three years ago, and it was still like this three years later. It always made her sad.
She was caught off guard and disturbed her original peace. She felt nothing but hatred for him. If fate allowed her to make a choice, she would rather die than choose to know him.
"Guan Qiyou, I'm warning you, you... you are intimidating and breaking the law. I... I want to call the police." Xuewei hurriedly opened her handbag and rummaged for her phone.
But in the next second, he gasped and was snatched away by a strong force, and then the sound of Guan Qiyou grinding his teeth was heard in his ears, "Jiang Xuewei, don't waste your efforts, sit in my car, you still have nothing to say no"
Any chance?"
Xuewei suddenly raised her head, widened her eyes, and stared at the devil-like man in front of her. At this moment, his smile and his contempt were like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, causing pain in every cell of Xuewei.
She screamed, wanting to rush forward immediately and tear his face apart. Only in this way could the hatred in her heart be relieved and she could breathe.
"You..." Xuewei bit her lip. She tried her best to hold back and suppress her emotions. She forced herself to calm down. She knew that it was pointless to argue with him at this time, and the only one who would suffer was the loss.
It can be yourself.
Xuewei took a deep breath and said, "Guan Qiyou, what's the matter with you? Tell me quickly! I have other things to do and don't have time to spend with you."
"Oh?" Guan Qiyou raised his eyebrows and said happily: "Are you finally willing to talk? That's right. How can I put it... We are also old acquaintances!"
Xuewei glanced at him reluctantly, "If you have anything to say, tell him quickly. There shouldn't be any old memories between us." After saying that, she turned away, unwilling to look at him again.
Guan Qiyou chuckled softly, "Really? Don't you have any old memories to talk about?" Guan Qiyou opened his phone with a 'pop' sound, pulled out the photo taken from Xuewei's wallet, and handed it to Xuewei.