Chapter 12
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She Wanted to Go Home
He Shaochen was holding an ice pack in his hand. He had intended to give Qiao Qiao a cold compress, but the moment he came out, he saw her running towards the door.
What was she up to this time?
It wasn't easy for her to sneak into his house. Didn't she want to get involved with him again? Why did she have to act like she was rejecting him? Was she trying to play hard to get again?
Men might really fall for this trick, but if she thought that she could keep his heart by using this trick, He Shaochen could only say that this woman was very stupid. If it was someone she didn't care about, playing hard to get would just be a silly act in the eyes of the other party.
He watched as Qiao Qiao walked to the front door. Just as she put her hand on the door handle, the whole house was filled with an ear-piercing whistle.
Qiao Qiao was scared out of her wits. All the hair on her body stood on end. She looked around with a guilty conscience, trying to find the key to the whistle.
Soon, the whistle stopped. Qiao Qiao paused and quickly turned her head. She saw He Shaochen leaning against the wall, looking at her with a half smile.
It was an embarrassment.
Qiao Qiao's scalp went numb. She stood at the door and watched helplessly as He Shaochen walked towards her step by step.
"What do you want now?" He Shaochen came in front of Qiao Qiao and forced her against the door. Qiao Qiao was trapped between He Shaochen and the door.
He Shaochen's handsome face enlarged in front of Qiao Qiao. His eyebrows were slightly raised, his nose was straight, and his thin lips were slightly curved. He looked cold, but also evil. At this moment, he was like an Asura from hell. Although it was dangerous, it was sweet.
Women couldn't help but be intoxicated when they saw him.
Qiao Qiao had no time to appreciate this rare handsome face. She didn't even dare to raise her head. She had a guilty conscience. Her originally pale face quickly turned crimson, and her ears were so red that they were almost dripping blood.
She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
She just wanted to go home. Why did she feel guilty? No, it was just that when she faced He Shaochen, she instinctively lowered her aura.
"I want to go home," Qiao Qiao said honestly.
"Go home?" He Shaochen raised his eyebrows. "Do you know what the weather is like now?"
"Hmm?"
Before Qiao Qiao could react, he dragged her to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and pulled open the curtains.
Qiao Qiao endured the piercing pain in her foot. She was stunned by the scene in front of her. Outside the window, it was like the end of the world. Dark clouds covered the sky and had an aura that could destroy everything. The rain poured down heavily and hit the floor-to-ceiling window. The wind was blowing wildly, and the gingko tree outside the house was blown to the side, as if it was about to be uprooted.
Going out in such weather was courting death.
"A typhoon came ashore this afternoon. Don't you know?" He Shaochen looked coldly at Qiao Qiao. Even a three-year-old child knew about this. He didn't think that an adult wouldn't know about it.
In He Shaochen's eyes, Qiao Qiao saw this point and stopped a car halfway and sneaked into his house with a sprained ankle. Because the typhoon came ashore in the afternoon, she could justifiably stay here.
What a perfect plan. This woman was the opposite of her appearance. She was quite scheming.
In He Shaochen's eyes, Qiao Qiao was the only one who didn't know about things that even a child would know. Because she had been distracted these days, how could she have the time to care about these things? She had no idea that the typhoon came ashore today.
Qiao Qiao wanted to explain, but the moment she met He Shaochen's eyes, she saw a strong sense of contempt and mockery. Qiao Qiao immediately understood that this person wouldn't believe her.
If she went out now, there probably wouldn't be a taxi. It was indeed dangerous to walk alone outside, but no matter how dangerous it was, it was much better than being in a stranger's house and suffering the contempt of the other party.
"Sorry, can you open the door for me?" Qiao Qiao asked. If she touched the door, she would trigger the alarm system.
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