Are you afraid that I'll fall in love with him?
"It's not up to you to judge the difference between me and Miss An. He Shaochen's choice is not up to you." Qiao Qiao paused and said, "If you want to defend Miss An because I'm with He Shaochen, I don't think it's necessary, because you can't change anything."
An Ziyan's gaze was locked onto Qiao Qiao's body. After a while, he laughed out loud. "Ha, you're really sharp-tongued."
Qiao Qiao didn't care what he said. She narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "An Ziyan, I'll say it one more time. If you still have the slightest bit of conscience left in you, you will either make Senior completely give up, or you will treat her well."
An Ziyan chuckled and repeated Qiaoqiao's words, "You really don't have to care about how I get along with Yue Xin. Qiaoqiao, don't meddle in other people's business."
"You!" Qiao Qiao glared at him angrily.
At this moment, a black sedan drove over and stopped at the side of the street not far away from Qiaoqiao.
The car door opened and He Shaochen walked towards Qiao Qiao with a cold face.
Qiao Qiao's heart sank. She sighed inwardly.
For a moment, she wished that she could run as far as she could, but the reality was that she couldn't even move her feet.
Qiao Qiao looked like she was about to cry, but she still squeezed out a smile and greeted He Shaochen. "Hey, how did we meet here? What a coincidence … "
He Shaochen glanced at her with a faint smile on his handsome face. "Joe Qiao, you're getting bolder and bolder. Am I spoiling you too much?"
This kind of tone was deadly. Qiao Qiao's heart skipped a beat. She broke out in a cold sweat. She smiled sheepishly. "Actually, I …"
He Shaochen's face darkened. "Get in."
"Okay!" If she didn't show her loyalty to the organization now, when would she?
Qiao Qiao didn't say another word. She obediently sat in the car. She was so obedient that it was like she was a completely different person from when she was bickering with An Ziyan earlier.
An Ziyan's gaze moved away from Qiao Qiao. He sneered in his heart. Women are indeed hypocrites.
Qiao Qiao got in the car.
"Shall we go in for a drink?" An Ziyan pointed at the direction of the nightclub and asked He Shaochen.
He Shaochen flatly refused, "Not today, I still have something to do."
What could be so late at night? An Ziyan snickered in his heart. He looked past He Shaochen at Qiao Qiao, who was behind him. She was still carefully looking at them and accidentally met his gaze. Qiao Qiao glared at him and shrank back into the car.
"Ha."
An Ziyan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What's so funny?" He Shaochen glanced at him. There was an indescribable coldness in his tone. An Ziyan stopped laughing. After a few seconds, he put on a lazy smile. "Shaochen, how come I didn't realize that you were a fan of looks?"
"What do you mean?" He Shaochen raised an eyebrow.
"I used to think that you were picky. Why did you pick Qiao Qiao this time? Other than her face, I don't think she's good enough for you. "
He Shaochen heard this and turned to look at Qiao Qiao, who was looking at them. When she saw him turn around, she quickly shrank back in fear.
He Shaochen's dark eyes flashed. He turned back and smiled. "Ziyan, are you fighting for Andol? Or is there something else? "
An Ziyan's smile froze for a moment. "What do you think?"
He Shaochen looked straight at him. His tone was still calm. "The first."
He wasn't trying to guess what An Ziyan was thinking. If he said it was the first, then it could only be the first. He couldn't have any other thoughts.
In the Crown Prince Society, He Shaochen's words carried a lot of weight. Generally speaking, they had no choice but to do as he said. He was like a sovereign.
And this privilege was still useful to An Ziyan.
An Ziyan's eyes flashed with a hint of thought-provoking. Finally, he returned to his usual playful self. "So you still remember Andol? I thought you'd forgotten her long ago. "
"I've never forgotten."
"What?"
An Ziyan looked straight at him with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He Shaochen didn't shy away from An Ziyan. "I won't forget. She was the one who let go of my hand first."
An Ziyan was stunned. He seemed to recall something. He smiled bitterly. "You still blame her for abandoning you for her career?"
He Shaochen's eyes narrowed. He smiled faintly. As he turned around, he murmured, "I'm very grateful that she let go of my hand. Otherwise, I wouldn't have …"
The last sentence was said too softly. An Ziyan didn't hear it clearly. He Shaochen had already turned around and left. He waved his hand with his back facing An Ziyan. "Occasionally do your duty as Young Master An. Be careful not to be squeezed out by your brothers."
After the car drove out, An Ziyan still stood there for a long time.
He didn't expect that he had fallen to the point where he needed someone to remind him. An Ziyan's lips curled into a faint smile, but there was no warmth.
Ridiculous.
— —
The car drove forward at a moderate speed. Colorful neon lights flashed outside the car window, adding a touch of gorgeous scenery to the night.
But the inside of the car was like a cold wind. The entire narrow space was filled with a suffocating low pressure.
Qiao Qiao sat on the side. She glanced guiltily at He Shaochen. He was leaning on the other side of the car with his chin in his hand. He was unusually quiet.
This silence was the source of Qiao Qiao's panic.
Qiao Qiao reflected on her behavior. It didn't seem right for her to go to the red-light district in the middle of the night without telling He Shaochen. It didn't seem wrong for him to be angry with her.
Should she apologize?
Qiao Qiao calmed herself down and squeezed out a bright smile. She tilted her head and said, "Well, He Shaochen, today I … Ouch, ouch, ouch …"
Without waiting for her to finish, He Shaochen turned around and pinched her face with great precision.
"Qiao Qiao, you're getting bolder and bolder, aren't you?" He Shaochen gritted his teeth and said to Qiao Qiao.
His handsome face was covered with a thin layer of anger. His dark eyes looked like they were about to spit fire. He glared at Qiao Qiao angrily.
God knew how he felt when he returned to the villa and saw that the house was pitch black.
He had intended to ask her where she was so that he could pick her up. Who knew that after calling her three times, this wretched woman would hang up on him. He was angry and worried at the time.
He was angry that she didn't come home at night. She should have called him to tell him that she was safe.
He was worried that she had met with an accident on the way back.
But what happened?
He received news that this woman had gone to a nightclub!
When He Shaochen heard the news, he just wanted to grab her back and give her a good beating. He wanted her to know that there was a bottom line to his tolerance.
Qiao Qiao pulled He Shaochen's hand away and rubbed her sore cheeks. Not only could she not fight back, but she also had to smile apologetically. "Sorry, sorry. I was afraid that you would be worried, so I hid it from you. Don't be angry."
"You were afraid that I would be worried?" He Shaochen was still angry. He sneered. "You were afraid that I wouldn't let you go, right?"
"…"
She had to admit that a man's intuition was sometimes frighteningly accurate.
Qiao Qiao was uncertain. Her eyes drifted and she stuttered, "It's also … partly because of that …"
"Ha."
He Shaochen's face darkened.
Qiao Qiao saw this and quickly expressed her loyalty. She looked at him sincerely and said, "But the main reason is that I was afraid that you would be worried. Really!"
He Shaochen saw Qiao Qiao's fawning look and was both angry and amused. Although he was still unhappy that Qiao Qiao kept it from him, she was still a normal person. An enormous burden was lifted from his heart.
He snorted softly. His handsome face softened a little. He glanced at Qiao Qiao. "When did you become so close to An Ziyan?"
"We're close?" Qiao Qiao asked in surprise.
He Shaochen stared straight at Qiao Qiao until Qiao Qiao felt a little uncomfortable. He then looked away and said lightly, "He's quite attractive to women. Don't get too close to him."
Even if he gave her a hundred million, she would not want to get close to him!
Qiao Qiao thought. She noticed that He Shaochen's tone was a little unnatural when he spoke. A trace of slyness flashed across his amber eyes.
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