C6

"Because I don't want to be attached to anyone, and I don't want to owe you too much either. I'm sorry." Qiao Chuan's tone turned colder and colder. She thought that he would understand her, but to him, she was nothing more than that …

After saying these words, she bid farewell to old Jane and walked along the roadside. However, since her house was near the suburbs, she couldn't find a single taxi nearby.

After walking for a while, Qiao Chuan was tired. He stopped to rub his sore ankle and looked at the map on his phone. It showed that he was still 20 minutes away from the nearest bus stop. She couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, a black Bentley drove past her. The car window slowly lowered, revealing a young and handsome face. Qiao Chuan smiled innocently and said, "Miss Qiao, if you don't mind, I can drive you home."

"Just take me back to the city, sorry to trouble you and Mr. Bo …" She wanted to shake her head at the thought of that face, but the pain in her foot kept screaming and she had to bite the bullet.

As soon as she got in the car, she felt a huge pressure behind her. She looked at the mirror in the car and saw that he was sitting in the back with his eyes lowered and his thin lips pressed into a straight line, as if he was concentrating on the documents in his hands.

Perhaps because he felt that someone was looking at him, the thin cultivator raised his head and stared at the mirror. Unexpectedly, Qiao Chun An's heart skipped a beat when he saw the thin cultivator look at him. His eyes were burning with passion.

Qiao Chun An's face turned as red as a cherry. She wanted to say "thank you", but the empress had already lowered her head, but the atmosphere between them was too awkward. She turned her head to look out the window, thinking to get off the car as soon as she got to the city.

However, what Qiao Chun An didn't know was that her little movements were observed by the empress. In the mirror, Qiao Chun An's snow-white neck was revealed. The lines were clean, but there was also a hint of seduction. He couldn't help but think of those nights when he remembered the softness of Jojouan's neck and the rolling of his adam's apple.

The awkward and ambiguous atmosphere made him uncomfortable. When the car finally reached the city, he quickly told the driver to stop the car. "Then I can get off here."

"Miss Qiao, you live in the Southern District?" the driver asked in surprise.

After all, the southern part of the city was the poorest part. Almost all the lower class people lived here.

Qiao Chuan shook his head and awkwardly said, "Then I will take a taxi back myself. I won't waste Mr. Bo's time."

The driver saw the troubled look on Qiao Chunan's face and said softly, "No need to delay. Miss Qiao, tell me the address of your house and I will send you back."

Just as Qiao Chunan was about to say something, he heard a thin and gentle voice. "Miss Qiao, are you afraid of me?"

His voice was like a piece of cold iron pressing against her neck. Qiao Chuan's heart shuddered. The people outside the car were bustling, but the inside of the car was as quiet as if it was another world.

Qiao Chunan shook his head. She always felt a sense of helplessness when facing the empress, forcing herself to reveal her real address.

Such a lovely appearance reminded the girl of the lingering nights. She couldn't help but chuckle, but the laughter struck her like a thunderclap. The nightmarish images of the past rushed into his mind. Those memories were like maggots attached to a bone. She was like a frightened bird, and it was very easy for her to associate them with those torturous times back then.

After the luxurious black Bentley quietly stopped in front of the dilapidated entrance of the district, Qiao Chuan once again thanked him for pushing the door open and got off. He breathed in the outside air and finally felt relaxed.

After getting off the car, she didn't tell the driver to drive away but stared through the window at Qiao Chunan. When she could no longer see his back, she turned back and said in a low voice, "Go back to the company."

That night, Qiao Chao An slept soundly, but she still woke up early the next day. She arrived at the GW Corporation ten minutes early, and when she saw the reflection of her suit reflected on the wall of the elevator, she couldn't help but feel nervous as the number of floors continued to climb.

Finally, he stopped on the 30th floor. The elevator door slowly opened with a "ding" sound. Qiao Chuan An took a deep breath and quickly walked out.

When the secretary saw Qiao Chuan An, he walked over with a smile and greeted, "The CEO is still not done with the meeting downstairs. He said if you came, he would let you go in and wait for him."

Qiao Chao An nodded and pushed the door open. But just as she did, she smelled a strange smell. It was strange because it shouldn't appear in the CEO's office.

The air was thick with the smell of hamburgers and fried chicken, and she could see where it came from without looking for it.

There was a little boy who was about 5 or 6 years old sitting on the sofa and eating fried chicken. When he raised his head and looked at Qiao Chu An who walked in, his face was filled with contempt.

"You also came to see my father? He has no time to see you. The little boy frowned and intentionally put on a mature look. However, he did not know that his appearance was very funny.

Qiao Chuan stared at him for a few moments. The face was somehow familiar to him. It took her a while before she could react.

"You are Mr. Bo's son?" "I came to see your father to discuss business. He also told me to wait here for his return. If you let me go, then it will be proof that your father reneged. Are you going to treat your father as someone without credibility?"