Zhou Qiao'er, Can You Promise Me Something?

"Miss Lin, if I'm not mistaken, you drove yourself here, right?"

Before Tang Ao could respond, Zhou Qiao'er flashed a seemingly sweet smile at Lin Ruoxue, but there was an unmistakable edge to it.

This smile sent chills down Tang Ao's spine.

A smile hiding a knife!

Lin Ruoxue didn't quite understand the meaning behind Zhou Qiao'er's words and nodded in confusion. "Yes, it's my personal car. Before today, no man has ever sat in the passenger seat."

As Lin Ruoxue spoke, she bit her lip and flashed a brilliant smile at Tang Ao. "Young Master Tang, would you like me to take you home today? I'm a great driver, and honestly... I feel like we haven't really gotten to know each other well. I'd like to take this opportunity to get to know you better."

"Get to know each other better!?"

Tang Ao's mind began to race with excitement.

How deep could it go?

Lin Ruoxue nodded solemnly, her words full of clear implications.

She was creating an opportunity for Tang Ao. A moving car is a relatively private space...

It's a great place to confess feelings!

Lin Ruoxue had already made up her mind that if Tang Ao confessed for the hundredth time, she would say yes.

In the past, due to misunderstandings and prejudice, she had a poor impression of Tang Ao. Even though he had sincerely confessed to her ninety-nine times, her heart had remained unmoved. But now...

For some reason, she wanted to accept Tang Ao's confession, to try being with him. She didn't want to follow the "plot" Tang Ao had mentioned, becoming part of Ye Chen's harem and losing her true self and the career she had worked so hard for!

Being with Tang Ao seemed like the best way to break free from that fate!

Moreover...

After hearing Tang Ao's inner thoughts and understanding his true feelings, Lin Ruoxue felt a strong sense of defiance.

As a beautiful woman with a strong career drive, she had a fierce competitive spirit!

Anyone with eyes could see that Zhou Qiao'er liked Tang Ao—a lot. At the same time, Lin Ruoxue could sense the hostility from Zhou Qiao'er's words and gaze.

Defeating Zhou Qiao'er had always been Lin Ruoxue's lifelong pursuit!

Defeating her in matters of the heart also counts!

As soon as Lin Ruoxue finished speaking, Zhou Qiao'er instantly understood her hidden intentions.

So, she's planning to compete with me for this man!

I, Zhou Qiao'er, will never give you, Lin Ruoxue, the chance to hurt Tang Ao!

Zhou Qiao'er immediately reached for Tang Ao's waist and, in front of Lin Ruoxue, pulled out the keys to his Bugatti Veyron, deliberately waving them in Lin Ruoxue's face. "Sorry, Miss Lin, but we drove here. Besides, Tang Ao and I have been living together since last night, so of course, we'll go home together. No need to trouble you."

Hearing this, Tang Ao inwardly sighed in relief.

[Zhou Qiao'er is so clever. I really didn't know how to handle that situation just now. As Lin Ruoxue's devoted admirer, I had no reason to refuse her offer.]

[Lin Ruoxue suddenly being so kind and offering to drive me home definitely meant she was up to something. Who knows what craziness she might pull? It's better not to give her a chance to be alone with me!]

[Thank goodness Zhou Qiao'er is quick-witted. Zhou Qiao'er, I love you!]

With these thoughts, Tang Ao put on a look of deep regret. "Ruoxue, you know me. My love for you is broader than the blue sky. You must be exhausted today, so how could I trouble you with driving me home? I'd feel so guilty!"

"But Zhou Qiao'er is different. Don't worry, I, Tang Ao, will always only care for you. Letting Zhou Qiao'er handle the driving is just one small task."

Tang Ao silently applauded himself for his clever words.

These words were perfect. They maintained his devoted admirer persona while gracefully rejecting Lin Ruoxue. Tang Ao felt like his acting skills and ability to think on his feet had reached a new level!

This was a small step in Tang Ao's journey as an actor but a significant leap in keeping the plot on track!

However, Tang Ao's joy didn't last long.

Lin Ruoxue, who had been the recipient of Tang Ao's fervent declarations of love, didn't look the least bit happy. Instead, she pouted sadly, looking like a little girl whose favorite doll had been taken away.

On the other hand, Zhou Qiao'er, who had been subtly belittled in Tang Ao's words, was now beaming with the smile of a victor, as if Tang Ao's confession had been meant for her and not Lin Ruoxue!

[No wonder they say a woman's heart is as deep as the ocean. It seems that Zhang Wuji's mother was right in those TV dramas. The more beautiful a girl is, the less you can trust her. The prettier they are, the more deceitful they can be. Even when they're overjoyed, they'll put on a sad face, and when they're hurting, they smile like they're the happiest person alive.]

[Oh, I wish I could master their acting skills! Those teary eyes, that look of sorrow... it's amazing! Anyone who didn't know better would think she was truly heartbroken!]

"You're just a blockhead!"

Lin Ruoxue stomped her foot in frustration and stormed off toward her car without looking back.

Zhou Qiao'er naturally linked her arm with Tang Ao's, as a gentle breeze rustled the branches above. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting a soft glow on Zhou Qiao'er. Tang Ao couldn't help but be mesmerized by the sight of her, as beautiful as a fairy descending to earth.

Tang Ao's gaze was so blatant that Zhou Qiao'er's heart began to race, and she shyly lowered her head, unsure where to place her hands.

"What... are you staring at?"

Tang Ao couldn't help but marvel aloud, "Zhou Qiao'er, you're so beautiful. I haven't read much, but I think that what they say in books about beauties who could shame the moon and the flowers is nothing compared to you."

Zhou Qiao'er's face turned redder than an apple, and her breathing quickened as her eyes curved into crescents with joy. "Really? Do you really think so?"

Tang Ao nodded, restraining the urge to pull Zhou Qiao'er into a tight embrace. "Zhou Qiao'er, can you promise me something?"

"Silly, don't just ask for one thing. Even if it's ten or a hundred things, as long as I can do it, I, Zhou Qiao'er, will promise you anything;" Zhou Qiao'er's voice grew softer as she leaned closer to Tang Ao, whispering in his ear in a voice only he could hear, "After all, you are my husband."

Tang Ao couldn't help but shiver, blushing as he quickly stepped back. "Don't... don't say that. I hope you won't fall in love with me. Go back to the Zhou family, and don't meddle in the Tang family's affairs. Focus on managing Zhou Pharmaceuticals overseas, and most importantly, don't go against that guy named Ye Chen."

As soon as Tang Ao finished speaking, he suddenly felt a soft body press against his.