"Eat first, I'll take you back to school."

The tone was gentle, but not arguable.

After meeting only a few times, Zhao Chuyu's understanding of Qi Jinan was still superficial and based on rumors.

But as far as she knew, a man who had been in a high position for a long time would not easily accept rebuttal from others, even if she had had an "in-depth communication" with him just last night.

She was not a girl who was tactless, nor was she the type to put herself in a dilemma. She pondered for a second and slightly opened her pink lips.

"it is good."

With her slender white fingers, she slowly picked up the exquisitely placed chopsticks.

The Chinese food on the dining table was beautifully presented, colorful, and steaming; it was clear that the table had a heat-insulating function.

Zhao Chuyu looked at the table full of dishes and frowned slightly.

Except for vegetarian dishes, all others have onions, ginger and garlic as seasonings.

Strangely enough, she was born allergic to commonly seen onions, ginger and garlic.

Once in contact, a rash will break out all over the body.

Apart from the Lin family who had lived with her for half a year, very few people knew about this.

Even Bai Lulu, her good friend from college, thought that she just didn't like the taste of onions, ginger and garlic.

Zhao Chuyu silently ate the stir-fried lettuce in front of her and did not touch the other dishes.

Qi Jinan, whose most of his attention was focused on her, noticed this and frowned slightly.

Then he picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up the tender and smooth braised abalone and put it into her bowl.

"Are you losing weight? You're in great shape, you don't need to."

It's a standard S-shape, with a straight and curvy figure, a waist that can be held in one hand, and extremely perfect curves.

He had just experienced it firsthand last night. It felt chewy and elastic, like top-grade white jade, and was so appealing that he couldn't let it go.

Zhao Chuyu paused for a moment, looked at the extra abalone in the bowl, and murmured, "I'm not losing weight."

Qi Jinan: "You don't like it?"

Zhao Chuyu glanced sideways, met his emotionless gaze, pondered for a moment, and nodded gently, "Well, I don't like this taste."

The specific reason has not been stated.

She just thought that this was the last time they met and there was no need to know too much.

Qi Jinan didn't say anything else and silently took note of her preferences.

After the meal, the abalone in Zhao Chuyu's bowl remained untouched.

She was sober at the moment, which was completely different from the enthusiastic and proactive little fox behavior she had shown last night after being drunk, which was so confusing.

Cold, aloof, and distant.

She sat in the back seat of the car, quietly looking at the scenery passing by outside the window.

Not a word was said about what happened last night.

As the big boss, Qi Jinan was not idle in the car. He was typing on his laptop, handling various matters.

The back seat was quiet, with only the crisp sound of typing on the keyboard.

The car window was one-way glass, and Qi Jinan's handsome appearance, dressed in formal attire and working seriously, was reflected in it.

Zhao Chuyu was gradually attracted by the shadow. He stared at the angular profile through the car window, his thoughts drifting away.

Master Qi Wu, who was both rich and handsome, had amazed her and given her unrealistic fantasies when they first met and rescued her heroically.

Otherwise, given her dull personality, she would never proactively ask for someone's contact information.

Even if that was a lifesaver.

In the half month that he was away from South City, we actually had a few phone calls, but not many.

By searching the Internet, she gained a more concrete understanding of Qi Jinan.

The deeper the understanding, the greater the distance between two people.

He is a big CEO with hundreds of billions of assets, while she is just an ordinary sophomore with only five-digit savings.

Not even Cinderella.

Cinderella is, after all, a descendant of the nobility, and she doesn't even know who her biological father is.

From then on, she rarely answered Qi Jinan's calls, and only replied on WeChat with a simple sentence, "Sorry, I just got out of class and have to go to work part-time."

After she rejected his calls several times, he stopped calling.

It wasn’t until the 100th anniversary of Nanyang University that we met for the second time.

She thought that the improper thoughts she had about him when they first met would be completely eliminated by her self-brainwashing.

Unexpectedly, when we met again, the ripples in my heart were even more intense.

In the dressing room backstage, he was elegant and dignified, with his slender legs wrapped in tailor-made trousers, casually crossed and raised.

"She dances gracefully and gracefully, and is the most beautiful among all the beauties."

That was his comment on her dance.

She suddenly saw that he seemed to be waiting for her. She was a little nervous and clasped her hands on her stomach. "Are you waiting for me?"

Qi Jinan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Well, you still owe me a meal, Xiao Chuyu."

"My name is Zhao Chuyu, not Chuyu."

"Well, I know that the first encounter is more suitable for you. The first encounter is amazing, and the second encounter is still the same."

Just as she was about to respond, a male voice came from outside the dressing room door, "Uncle."

The door of the dressing room was not closed, and Qi Zixuan ran in.

It was then that she found out that Qi Jinan was the uncle of her younger sister’s boyfriend Qi Zixuan.

As his memories gradually blurred, Zhao Chuyu let out a sigh of relief and thought to himself:

There is too big a gap between her and him, there will be no result. Keep your heart and don't fall.

……

"Master Wu, we're here."

While I was distracted, I arrived at the main gate of Nanjing University.

Qi Jinan closed his laptop and looked at Zhao Chuyu's face. "What time does the get out of class end?"

"Huh?" Zhao Chuyu was unbuckling his seat belt when he suddenly heard this question and looked up in surprise.

What does he...mean?

The dazed little face is no longer cold, but instead reveals a confused cuteness.

Qi Jinan's brows relaxed, and a hint of warmth appeared in his cold eyes.

"After class, I'll pick you up for dinner."

Zhao Chuyu came back to her senses, her face slightly red, and she lowered her head to continue unbuckling her seat belt. "I have a part-time job in the evening, so it will be late."

The implication is that I am busy.

It's the equivalent of a polite refusal.

Qi Jinan's eyes were unclear, and his tone was slightly hard, "What time does the part-time job end?"

He never takes no for an answer.

Zhao Chuyu heard the urge to reject in his words and frowned slightly.

Does he still want to keep in touch with her?

In what capacity?

Her silence made Qi Jinan's eyes turn cold again.

He leaned forward, moved closer, and propped himself on the car door with one hand, trapping her between him and the back of the seat.

"You want to draw a line between you and me? Huh?"

The tone is dangerous.

Assistant Zheng Zhi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt the sudden low pressure in the back seat, and sat upright without looking around.

This was the third time in the past month that he felt so close to the underworld.

I felt a chill down my spine and my hair stood on end.

I silently prayed that the female college student who first aroused Mr. Qi Wu's interest would be more sensible.

Zhao Chuyu held onto the unfastened seat belt with her hands, pursed her lips, and said in a compromising tone, "Ten o'clock in the evening."

She responded to Qi Jinan's first question and avoided answering his second question.

The mixed emotions made her feel a little overwhelmed for a moment.

After a while, Qi Jinan let go and sat back in his original position. "I'll pick you up at 10 o'clock in the evening."

"Well, then I'll... go in first."

Zhao Chuyu didn't look at him again. She opened the door handle, got out of the car in a hurry, and ran into the school.

The weather in South City in October still seemed a little hot, causing tiny beads of sweat to appear on the tip of her nose.

Qi Jinan leaned his elbows on the car window, looking at the girl who was eager to fly away from him like a beautiful butterfly.

Want to avoid him?

Naive.

Last night's gentle image seemed to be just an illusion to outsiders.

Now that the beauty is away, his true nature is revealed.

A sinister look of determination and determination gradually emerged in his deep eyes.

Only when he could no longer see the beauty did he withdraw his aggressive gaze.

"drive."

The words were icy cold without a trace of warmth.

Assistant Zheng Zhi remained calm, "Yes, Master Wu."

The black Bentley slowly drove away.

Under the shade of a tree not far away, Lin Yueyue had a gloomy face, tightly gripped her cell phone, watched the Bentley go away, her teeth chattering, her eyes flashing with uncontrollable jealousy.

The car looked like it was worth tens of millions.

What is Zhao Chuyu's basis?

He got off the passenger seat of a Porsche a month ago, and now he’s hooking up with another rich guy!

She is just as cheap as her dead mother, seducing one man after another, what a vixen!

Lin Yueyue's eyes were filled with hatred. She stood there for a long time before her pure and lovely face returned and she turned around to walk into the school.

On the other hand, Zhao Chuyu disappeared for a day and a night. After waking up this morning, Bai Lulu almost ran to call the police in a hurry.

It was Qi Zixuan who stopped her and told her that Zhao Chuyu was not in danger of life.

He also told a little lie, claiming that Zhao Chuyu left because of an urgent matter.

It is also said that if an adult is missing, it will take more than 24 hours to report the case.

Without his uncle's instructions, he didn't dare to tell his uncle that Zhao Chuyu was favored by him, so as to avoid unnecessary accidents.

He understands his girlfriend.

He protected Zhao Chuyu more than his own eyes and would never let her be with her uncle who was ten years older than her.

After all, in private, his girlfriend has often complained about his icy uncle.

……

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