shine on her star

At this moment, the worried Ren Qian turned her head slightly, and her gaze inadvertently fell on a silver sports car parked across the road.

Is that He Jiyang's car?

Or are the cars similar?
However, the question in his heart was answered by the scene that appeared in his sight in the next second.

A small bookstore across the road, He Jiyang came out with a paper bag with the bookstore's logo in his hand.

Walking to the side of the car, he was about to open the door, but inadvertently raised his eyes and noticed Ren Qian who was standing not far away.

He saw her walking towards this side, then paused for a few seconds, then withdrew his hand holding the door handle.

After crossing the road, Ren Qian came straight to He Jiyang and stopped: "Hi, we met just now, I wonder if you still have any impression?"

After staring at Ren Qian for a few seconds, He Jiyang turned his eyes away and replied coldly: "Yes."

"Then do you know me?" Ren Qian asked again.

He is Xu Yuan's little uncle, even if they are not familiar with each other, he should have heard of her name, it is best to know where she lives, give her address, and the problem will be solved.

He Jiyang frowned slightly, although he didn't understand the meaning of her question, he still answered: "Ren Qian."

"Thank you," Ren Qian thanked in advance, after all, hope is in front of her eyes, "Then do you know where my family lives?"

Seeing his brows tightened, she hurriedly explained: "Well, don't get me wrong, I just want to ask for my home address, because... I just had a quarrel with someone, and I was so angry that I wanted to go home, but I forgot the address. "

When He Jiyang heard this, he lazily raised his eyelids and looked across.

A man and a woman at the gate of the nursing home are Xu Yuan and Su Ying.

The two embraced tightly, very intimately.

He Jiyang withdrew his gaze, and said in a flat tone, "Aren't you angry?"

His rhetorical question made Ren Qian bewildered: "Huh?"

Recalling the words "anxious and angry" she said just now, she nodded: "I'm angry, of course I'm angry, it's because I'm so angry that my brain short-circuits and I forget where I live."

This kind of nonsense explanation will only make people think that she is trying to strike up a conversation.

People like He Jiyang should hate being approached.

Moreover, he is Xu Yuan's little uncle, so he will definitely not have a good impression of her.

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, He Jiyang's cold eyes turned cold.

Where the line of sight falls...

Ren Qian looked down.

He seemed to be staring at her wrist, if that felt right.

The wrist doesn't seem to have done anything wrong, does it?
Just when she was thinking about whether to make up a decent reason, He Jiyang stretched out his hand and opened the driver's door, and at the same time dropped two words: "Get in the car."

Ren Qian was dumbfounded.

Does this mean to send her home?
She blinked and stayed where she was.

At this time, He Jiyang turned his head and said coldly, "Aren't you leaving?"

Someone sent it, that would be great.

After all, she has no money and no mobile phone now, even if she knows the address, if it is too far away, walking home will kill her.

Ren Qian didn't shy away, and went around the front of the car, ready to go to the back seat.

"I'm not your driver."

Ren Qian: ...

It's not appropriate to sit in the co-pilot.

What if someone has a partner?

"If you don't get in the car, you can figure it out yourself."

Ren Qian: ...

Just, it's important to go home first.

She retreated to the co-pilot's seat, opened the door and got in the car.

After fastening the seat belt, she looked at He Jiyang and said, "Thank you."

He Jiyang didn't speak, didn't even look at her, started the car and stepped on the accelerator.