Just when Xu Ang came in, he saw the two people in such a posture, and quickly came out to smooth things over: "It's okay, Miss Zhong, the young marshal has to go out to do something, and he is on his way anyway. Besides, it is already so late and everyone is resting.
No one will find out."
Zhong Qing thought for a moment and realized that it would be impossible for her to go back on a remote road like this, so she remained silent.
He just turned his head and looked at Yi Jian.
After all, it is his car, and he has the final say whether you agree or not.
Xu Ang said to Yi Jian knowingly: "Young Marshal, you are going out anyway, why not send Miss Zhong off?"
Yi Jian's expression remained unchanged, but it softened slightly for a long time. He wiped his head, took a look at the clothes he bought specially for her, felt relieved in his heart, nodded, and said lightly: "Yes.
good."
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She originally thought that Xu Ang could drive, but when she got in the car, she realized that it was Yi Jian who was driving.
Zhongqing couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
She walked towards the rear door.
Unexpectedly, Xu Ang opened the passenger seat: "Miss Zhong, get up..."
Zhongqing had no choice but to put on a perfect smile on her face, hug Xiaohuan, get in the car, tilt her head, and keep looking out the window.
Yi Jian didn't say anything and just drove the car forward.
Neither of them spoke, and they drove very slowly. The journey of a few minutes took him more than ten minutes.
She got out of the car, but before she could say thank you, he stepped on the accelerator and left.
Presumably, he was reluctant to send her back at all costs.
Since he didn't want to, why did he still do it after Xu Ang said that?
Zhong Qing was in a daze for a while, but she felt that this man was too uncertain. She didn't know why, so she remembered that at the banquet in the afternoon, he squinted his eyes and sat there with a lazy look. He Anyuan
No matter what he said, he showed an indifferent expression, as if he acquiesced, and even opened his mouth to let He Anyuan feed him.
Presumably, he really hates her.
Zhongqing was really tired, and her brain wanted to rest, so she simply stopped thinking about it and let nature take its course. So she hugged Xiaohuan and tiptoed back to her room. She didn't even take off her clothes, so she lay down on the bed.