Questioning Leng Aotian

The tears in her eyes did not make Xia Qinglee feel uncomfortable. Instead, she felt more and more carefree in her heart, as if she would be freed in the next second.

The next morning, she walked out with her red and swollen eyes and saw a cold and proud figure.

"Why are you here?" She was a little surprised and felt that her rejection yesterday was already obvious enough. She didn't know why he would suddenly appear here today.

"Because I'm going to take you to work. And if you don't want to go with me, I can immediately tell Auntie that it's impossible between us. "

His tone carried some danger. His slender fingers lightly tapped on the car, making it hard for people to guess what he was thinking.

Xia Qinglee bit her lower lip and took a breath of cold air. Now that everything had happened, she could not pretend that she did not care. It was just that her face was still cold.