Suddenly, Zhong Qing paused and looked at Xu Ang in front of her, slightly surprised. Then she smiled: "Xu Ang, you are here."
She had a good impression of Xu Ang. He helped her and saved her in front of the young marshal time and time again.
Therefore, the natural love for Xu Ang is somewhat intimate.
When he spoke, he was not so stiff.
"Miss Zhong, the young marshal is in the car, let you get in."
Xu Ang's words made Zhong Qing's smile stiffen on her face. Her back was covered with coldness. She swallowed and subconsciously wanted to escape, but she still followed Xu Ang and got into the car.
Zhongqing sat in the back, and the young marshal sat in the front.
The atmosphere inside the car was very depressing.
Zhong Qing just called softly: "Young Marshal..." and hurriedly lowered her head. Her hand, holding the handkerchief, placed it squarely on her thigh, obviously trembling slightly.
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Yi Jian didn't look back, didn't speak, and didn't express too much. She stared at the mirror outside the window, looking at her sitting behind her, and noticed her slight trembling. She pursed her lips silently, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes.
A touch of gloom and regret.
Did he......scare her?
It made her want to avoid him even more!
The car was getting further and further away, and Zhongqing didn't know where it was going. She didn't dare to ask, and they didn't tell them.
After gradually driving for a distance, Zhong Qing turned to look out the window and realized that the style here was very unfamiliar, more like an old castle.
Presumably, this is... a leased area in the UK.
I heard that there is a mysterious family here. No one has ever really seen the people inside, and they don’t know the name of the owner here. They just know that his surname is Bo.
The car finally stopped in front of a British-style cafe. Xu Ang got out of the car and opened the door for Yi Jian first, and then opened the door for Zhong Qing.
Yi Jian stood there without moving, looking directly at Zhong Qing.
Xu Ang urged in a low voice: "Miss Zhong, the young marshal is waiting for you."
Only then did Zhong Qing walk towards Yi Jian step by step.
Yi Jian's arm bent slightly. Zhong Qing naturally understood what Yi Jian meant. She was silent for a while, then stretched out her hand and circled Yi Jian's arm.
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