Chapter 2: A Day in the Life of President Qiao (Part 2)

"What is this?" Qiao Jiming's cold gaze fixated on her.

She blinked, silent for a second, then said, "It's the outer packaging of disposable plastic gloves from a delivery."

"Qiao Suisui, do you think I'm stupid?"

Ever since they were little, Qiao Jiming had never called her by her full name like this. Suisui knew he was really angry.

She sighed and said, "You already know what it is, so why ask?"

Qiao Jiming turned his face away, his eyelashes uncontrollably trembling, his heart clenching tightly.

Hadn't he reminded himself that being a family member is enough, and staying by her side is enough?

But when he caught traces of her with another man, Qiao Jiming couldn't help the pain, so intense it made his fingers gripping the steering wheel turn white.

"Ji Ming, I've made it clear to you, there is no possibility between you and me. We are..."