But today is the seven-day appointment, and she must keep her promise to face Leng Jianan and pay off her debt.
Then, the two do not owe each other
The white BMW that came to pick her up was parked in an inconspicuous corner at the back door of the school. However, the BMW's sun-shining body would attract people's envious eyes no matter where it was hidden.
Fortunately, there were not many students coming in and out of the back door. Ke'er lowered her head and ran quickly towards the Mercedes-Benz, opened the back seat door and got in.
The driver in a suit was startled and looked at Kerr in surprise.
"Drive quickly," Ke'er said breathlessly.
The driver hesitated and asked: "Are you Miss Tang?"
"Yeah" Ke'er nodded, her face suddenly turned red, as if everyone in the world knew what she was about to do.
However, how could the driver know so much? He only knew that she was an honored guest personally sent by Leng Jianan to pick her up, so she should not be neglected.
"Ms. Tang, my surname is He, you can call me Lao He"
Ke'er nodded silently. After tonight, she had nothing to do with Leng Jianan anymore. Her last name was He and Ma. It was no longer her business.
The BMW drove smoothly towards a villa area in the suburbs. The white walls and red tiles were hidden in the green color. The sunset spread a gorgeous color on the horizon.
The car stopped in front of the villa, and Ke'er was about to open the door and get out of the car. Lao He quickly said: "Miss Tang, I'll come."
Ke'er stopped moving. Isn't it always like this on TV? The driver respectfully opened the door for his son. It turned out to be true.
Lao He opened the car door for Ke'er, and she got out of the car, but she stood beside the car holding her schoolbag strap tightly, too nervous to take a step.
She subconsciously raised her head, but was shocked. On the large terrace, Leng Jianan was holding a small glass of red wine, looking down at her with her hands folded.
Then, with a cold smile on his lips, he turned around and entered the house.
Ke'er's whole body shivered, and Lao He extended his hand to her: "Miss Tang, please"
Her legs were very stiff, but she still moved to the door of the villa. A woman in her thirties with short, capable hair opened the door.
The woman and Lao He nodded, then looked at Ke'er, smiled slightly and said, "It's Miss Tang. Master, please wait for him in the living room."
Kerr guessed that the woman in front of her must be the unsmiling housekeeper in the TV series
She followed the woman and walked towards Fuhua's living room. The carpet was spotless and white.