Paranoid CEO Can’t Afford To Provoke

The vehicle drove forward all the way.

In the afternoon, the vehicle was walking on the highway. Qu Yan checked the time, and it was almost four hours of fatigue driving, and said:

"At the next gas station, come to the back and take a rest. You have been driving too long."

Ji Zhuoran naturally knew that he had been driving a little longer, so he agreed,

"Well, speaking of it, I have never been in the car you drive."

"Really?" Qu Yan thought about it, and felt that this was really the case. After all, she was with Ji Zhuoran and he was usually driving.

"Well, no," he affirmed, and suddenly the next second turned the front, "but Zhong Yunle has sat down."

"Huh?" Qu Yan was shocked, "Why did you mention him suddenly?"

Ji Zhuoran's deep eyes flashed with bright and extinguished light, "I just thought of him when I just saw you show your kindness to that thief."

"Think of what he did? Me and him are simply a relationship between superiors and subordinates." Qu Yan reminded him.

He raised his sword eyebrows, "Then he publicly admits that you two are siblings."

"Hey... he is also forced by the situation," Qu Yan looked at him with a puzzled look, "What are you thinking?"

He snorted, "I don't care, I'm jealous, you want to coax me."

So calm, so... stinking shameless.

As expected of him.

"Ji Zhuoran, did you care about a male college student who hadn't graduated at that time?" Qu Yan was shocked.

He was justified, "I don't care about him, I just care that you carry him."

"..." Qu Yan was speechless for a while.

Suddenly, she blessed her soul and asked, "Then, do you also eat the jealousy of the driving school coach? That person is still the first man I drive."

"..."

The car fell silent for a moment.

Immediately, there was a lowered laughter from Qu Yan.

After laughing, she coughed slightly, then opened the small refrigerator in the car, took out a seedless green tea from it, handed it to his lips, and coaxed softly.

"Okay, okay, don't be jealous, eat green tea, sweet, you're the best, don't care about me, okay?"

He glanced at the grapes on his lips and sighed slightly.

"Forget it, I can't care about anything with you."

He turned his head over, bit Qingti and her white fingertips, and gently rubbed her fingers with her teeth.

Qu Yan suddenly blushed, "Ji Zhuoran, stop making trouble."

He let go as he said, looked up at her in the rearview mirror and made a red face, and smiled.

"Xiao Yan, I won't care about you. After that, if you encounter anything, don't you care about me?"

Hearing this, Qu Yan felt something was wrong subconsciously, but she looked up at the rearview mirror, and only his pair of affectionate eyes were reflected in the mirror.

She remembered in a daze, even if Ji Zhuoran thought she was the murderer of his parents, he didn't care about her too much.

Otherwise, at the time when she was stigmatized, at the moment when she was unable to clean up her guilt, she might have died.

I hope that your heart is like my heart, and it will be worthy of love.

So she nodded subconsciously.

"Okay, I promise you."

Ji Zhuoran suddenly smiled as soon as her voice fell, and the whole person seemed to relax a lot.

"Well, I knew you would promise me."

Qu Yan was puzzled, but didn't think much about it.

She couldn't think of how much she would pay for her words in the future.

Not long after the car drove to the gas station, Qu Yan and Ji Zhuoran refueled, and then she sat in the driver's seat and drove the car all the way forward.

There are still many unknown stories waiting for them ahead.