Rival In Love Says He Must Marry Me

  Chapter 5 President of Xiao Group

  Xiao Jiuhan took out the wallet from the inside of his jacket, took out a piece of cash and handed it over, his brows and eyes pale.

"enough?"

driver:"…"

  The driver master did not accept the money, but opened the meter openly, and gave her a look of "I am an honest and good driver, don't try to humiliate me with money".

   "Is it Xiao Mansion on Nanxi Road?"

  The driver started the car.

"It seems that you don't look like a person who does evil. I'm not guarding against you. I just want to ask. Although there are still many good people these days, you still have to be cautious when going out and pay more attention to safety. Such a decent young man, what a mess! Walking around covered in blood, if no one cares about it, wouldn’t it appear that people’s hearts are too indifferent? That’s really annoying! Anyway, if you pay more attention to the young man in the future, your parents and family members should be more worried. Are you married? Is there a child?"

  The enthusiastic master chattered endlessly along the way, Xiao Jiuhan frowned, and simply leaned against the car window and closed his eyes to rest.

   "You young people, if the elders don't like to hear what they say, they pretend not to hear it. This is for your own good. Tell me..."

  Finally arrived at the Xiao mansion amidst the chattering and torture of the driver.

  The old-fashioned garden house, combined with modern renovation, has a kind of retro delicacy in its style.

   "Forty-five." The driver quoted the price according to the meter, not more than one cent, not less.

  Xiao Jiuhan got out of the car, passed the one hundred yuan in his hand through the window, and turned to leave.

   "Hey, wait a minute, why don't you get any change?"

Xiao Jiuhan hooked his suit jacket on his shoulder with one hand, stopped and turned his head when he heard the words, and didn't say "tip" or "don't look for it anymore". insult.

   "When I invite you to drink tea." After a pause, she said again: "Master, you are right, people are angry only when people are indifferent. Be careful when driving at night, and go home early to accompany your wife and children."

   "Who is it?" The servant's voice came from the access control phone outside the gate.

"I."

  The dark copper-colored wrought iron gate opened automatically.

  The driver looked at the money in his hand, smiled and shook his head.

  It was past eleven o'clock in the evening, and those who should have gone to sleep at home had already gone to bed, and those who didn't come back probably wouldn't come back.

  In the living room, only Aunt Han, the servant, was wearing clothes and waiting for Xiao Jiuhan to come back. Aunt Han watched Xiao Jiuhan grow up and knew that he would definitely come home no matter how late he was.

  Seeing Xiao Jiuhan entering the door covered in blood, Aunt Han was startled.

   "Young master, what's wrong with you? Ah? Where is it hurt?"

  The young master of the Xiao family, the president of the Xiao Group, Xiao Jiuhan.

   Has the same name and surname as her.

  She also has the memory of the original owner.

  It's just that when I first came back to this...home, I still didn't quite get used to Aunt Han who was full of concern.

  She handed over the blood-stained coat and said, "It's okay, take the clothes and throw them away, and these things on me..."

   Seeing Aunt Han's worried eyes, she paused and said, "Clean up tomorrow morning, go to sleep!"

   Then, without further ado, I went straight upstairs.

   "What's the matter?" Aunt Han hugged her jacket, her eyes flushed with worry, but the eldest young master has such a cold and indifferent temper, and it will be useless to ask him any more, it will only annoy him.

  Xiao Jiuhan returned to his bedroom, locked the door, and then untied the shirt that had been stuck to his body by blood.

   This body was indeed seriously injured in the car accident, otherwise the original owner would not have died on the spot, but after being possessed by her soul, the wounds have healed.

   It's just that the red-dyed white chest wrap was so tight and thick that she could hardly breathe.

  (end of this chapter)