forced to obey

"I don't remember." Lin Leyu threw out these words in a rough voice, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Qin Zhuo's gourd.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember." Qin Zhuo said lightly: "This sentence has always been valid with me. From now on, you can only follow me."

Lin Leyu almost wanted to touch his forehead to see if his brain was burnt out.

A person I haven't seen for many years, first harassed him at the dinner table, then kissed him forcefully, and now said that I can only be nice to him.

Lin Leyu was looking forward to what Qin Zhuo would say next.

"Qin Zhuo, I think you are sick." Lin Leyu finally couldn't help cursing, "What the hell are you, you ran in front of me and babbled nonsense."

Although the driver sitting in front kept silent, he couldn't help becoming nervous when he heard Lin Leyu say such words to his boss.

No one has ever dared to talk to Qin Zhuo like this. The last time an American provoked him, he was severely injured by Qin Zhuo and had to hide in other countries.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhuo didn't lose his temper, and his tone didn't change. Instead, there was a trace of melancholy that couldn't be erased: "I'm sick."

And Lin Leyu is his medicine, he can only be with himself in this life.

Lin Leyu didn't expect him to admit it so simply, and the other curse words were stuck in his throat, so he rolled his eyes: "If you are sick, go and treat it."

Next, Qin Zhuo didn't speak, and sat upright, looking back at the front.

Lin Leyu looked at him vigilantly, worried that he would "fall ill" again.

Looking at Qin Zhuo's stern and handsome side face, and his tight lips, Lin Leyu was suddenly in a daze.

He remembered that when he was in high school, he peeked at Qin Zhuo in class. At that time, Qin Zhuo also had the same expression, indifferent and repulsive.

In fact, he has not changed, Lin Leyu stared at it for a while, and suddenly this idea popped up.

Even though he is in a high position and holds a lot of power, Qin Zhuo still gives him the feeling that he looks at everything coldly, as if nothing can make him really happy, not even power.

Lin Leyu even guessed that Qin Zhuo might never have laughed.

When Lin Leyu was trying to analyze Qin Zhuo as a psychologist, the car stopped.

Lin Leyu came back to his senses, only to find that the car was parked outside the community.

It was only then that he remembered that he hadn't told the driver his address when he got in the car, and it seemed that the driver already knew it.

"Go down." Qin Zhuo spoke again, but said to the driver.

"Yes." The driver replied respectfully, and quickly got out of the car without looking sideways.

Lin Leyu also wanted to open the car door, but then realized that the car belonged to him, and it was Qin Zhuo who should get out of the car: "Boss Qin, I'm going to stop the car, please move your butt."

Qin Zhuo asked, "How do you think about what I just said?"

Lin Leyu was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant, and sneered: "Impossible."

Letting him follow Qin Zhuo all the time is simply a fantasy.

Lin Leyu still wanted to speak, but when Qin Zhuo turned around, he was so frightened that he leaned back, subconsciously covering his chest with his hands.

Could it be that Qin Zhuo wanted the Overlord to fight hard because he refused to agree?

The car he drove today doesn't have much space, if the car shakes, it will definitely kill him...

Lin Leyu realized that he was thinking wrong, so he stopped quickly.

Seeing Lin Leyu's reaction, Qin Zhuo knew he had misunderstood: "Don't worry, I won't force you."

Lin Leyu slandered, how dare he be bitten by a pig just now?

Qin Zhuo took a deep look at him, "I will wait for you to climb into my bed obediently."