Zhuo Yuanhang strode towards his car.

His driver was already waiting. He opened the back door and waited for Ye Jiaqi to come over.

Ye Jiaqi didn't stand still anymore, walked a few steps quickly, followed Zhuo Yuanhang's pace, and got into Zhuo Yuanhang's car.

The car is very warm, with a light smell of lavender.

After Ye Jiaqi got on the bus, Zhuo Yuanhang got in the car and sat next to her.

When the car door is closed, it's much warmer inside than outside.

"Drive." Zhuo Yuanhang ordered.

"Yes, Mr. Zhuo."

The coat on Ye Jiaqi still had Zhuo Yuanhang's body temperature. She felt a little uncomfortable and took it off: "Mr. Zhuo, thank you. I'm not cold anymore."

"It's past eleven o'clock at night. Why isn't it cold? What are you doing standing outside alone?"

"I was waiting for Manager Qian and they asked me to wait at the door."

"They are already drunk themselves." Zhuo Yuanhang said helplessly, "If they don't come, will you keep waiting at the door?"

"I...will wait for a while."

"Ha." Zhuo Yuanhang glanced at her in surprise, "I haven't seen you so innocent in a long time."

"I'm not naive." Ye Jiaqi argued.

Zhuo Yuanhang's words were reserved, and the so-called simplicity did not mean that he was an idiot.

He actually saved her face.

But Ye Jiaqi was still embarrassed...

"Did you just have an argument with someone at the door?" Zhuo Yuanhang asked.

"We're just acquaintances. It's not a dispute. We just don't understand each other."

"I heard her scolding you."

"You... heard it." Ye Jiaqi became even more uncomfortable, "I also scolded her, so I won't suffer any loss."

"childish."

"I..." Ye Jiaqi was suddenly speechless. The IQs of these proud people were beyond the reach of ordinary people like them. In their eyes, the behavior of her and Jiang Yao was probably equivalent to that of a three-year-old child.

quarrel?

"American law is unkind. If there is evidence, verbal abuse or physical conflict will result in administrative detention. I don't like to waste time when things like this happen. If you need it, I can lend you a lawyer."

"It's not that serious. She and I won't encounter each other often."

"Well, no matter what time, protecting yourself is the first priority."

"I see."

Ye Jiaqi thought about it in his mind and realized that talking nonsense was indeed a waste of time and not worth it.

The car drove through the dark night.

For a moment, the car became quiet.

Ye Jiaqi smelled the faint fragrance of flowers in the car, feeling drunk and sleepy one after another, making him feel a little sleepy.

"Can you sing?" Zhuo Yuanhang suddenly spoke, his deep voice very attractive.

Ye Jiaqi smiled awkwardly: "I can't sing, I'm tone-deaf."

"You have a nice voice, so you shouldn't be bad at singing."

Ye Jiaqi's heart moved and she felt a little embarrassed. After a long time, she asked, "Mr. Zhuo, can you sing?"

"I? Not very good at it."

Ye Jiaqi smiled, she guessed so.

Zhuo Yuanhang doesn't look like a person who can sing. Although he has no airs, he has a mature and steady personality.

"Mr. Zhuo, I have been trying to find an opportunity to return the scarf from last time to you."

"What else can you do for me? No need."

"I'm useless, it's still clean."

"You handle it." Zhuo Yuanhang didn't care much.

"Oh, okay." Ye Jiaqi said no more.

The car kept driving forward, and in the darkness, Zhuo Yuanhang's side face disappeared into the night, and the lines on his side face were a little more resolute.
Chapter completed!