Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

That afternoon, Gu Hanye settled Su Jiuyao in the local guest house first, and then went to work.

Although it is not as luxurious as a five-star hotel, the house is very clean. Su Jiuyao is not squeamish, and she doesn't feel wronged. On the contrary, she likes such an old-fashioned building, which is very simple and has a sense of time.

Due to the arrival of my aunt, I was tired and slept for several hours in the afternoon, and didn't wake up until evening.

The room was on the third floor, the window was opened, and a rose was planted downstairs, and the faint fragrance of flowers floated into the room. Su Jiuyao took a deep breath, feeling peaceful in her heart.

In the distance, there is a building that is still under construction. It is a joint project between Gu's Group and a company in Beicheng. Gu Hanye is there right now.

Thirty kilometers further to the west is the urban area of ​​Beicheng.

Su Jiuyao thought of Xiaoyu again, what did this girl suddenly come to Beicheng by herself?

After thinking about it, he still sent a message to Cheng Xiaoyu: "Are you still busy?"

However, Cheng Xiaoyu never replied.

Cheng Xiaoyu was really busy, she didn't even bother to look at her phone.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that she saw Su Jiuyao's text message, and quickly replied, saying that she had just finished her work and would talk to her slowly when she got back, so don't worry.

Afterwards, she left the North City Academy of Drama. As soon as she left the school gate, she saw a sleek black Bugatti Veyron parked across the road. A man in high-end casual clothes stood beside the car and nodded at her.

Cheng Xiaoyu also smiled at the man, and walked over quickly.

"Get in the car."

"No need! It's so close, I'll just walk back." Cheng Xiaoyu said.

"It's already 10:30," the man glanced at his watch, "It's past eleven when you walk back to the hotel, and you can still walk?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head helplessly, she was very tired, "I can take a taxi back."

"I'm already here, get in the car quickly, don't be wordy."

Having said that, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't speak politely to her old friend again: "Thank you, Young Master Jiang."

The other party glared at her, obviously dissatisfied with her teasing.

However, when Cheng Xiaoyu got into the car, he felt uneasy.

This more than 4000 million luxury sports car is too cool, waiting for a traffic light, someone will take pictures.

She doesn't want to be searched by the famous fourth young master of the Jiang family, and then seen by Shi Shenyuan...

Reluctantly looking at Jiang Jingzhi beside her, she was also her male partner in ballet many years ago.

"Actually, you don't need to pick me up. I'm not a child, so I can take care of myself."

"I've just finished socializing, so I'm on the way," Jiang Jingzhi turned left, and drove across the intersection smoothly, "And the weather forecast says there will be rain tonight, and I think it's already windy, so I'll see you off by the way, so that you don't get caught." I feel sorry for being drowned."

With that said, Jiang Jingzhi raised the car window.

The wind is indeed a bit strong at this moment, and the air has a faint smell of rain. Pedestrians riding bicycles or walking on the road also wrapped their clothes tightly and hurried on their way.

Thinking of his trip to the North City this time, Cheng Xiaoyu still felt unreal, "Anyway, thank you for inviting me, Jingzhi."

"Cheng Xiaoyu, are you still thanking me?" Jiang Jingzhi glanced at her, "How do you feel today? Are you feeling well?"

Seeing the neon lights falling back quickly by the side of the road, Cheng Xiaoyu's thoughts returned to the stage again, and she couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth: "It's not as good as before, but I'm very happy."