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Yan Ling was in the car and heard Zhao Qiye say.

"I'll take you to where I live."

Yan Ling quickly shook her head.

"No, I..."

She bit her lip.

Only then did I realize that I was homeless.

She said with an almost trembling voice.

"I'm going to stay in a hotel."

But Zhao Qiye looked at Yan Ling's face and remained silent.

Yan Ling thought Zhao Qiye was very angry.

She explained in a low voice.

"I'm afraid of being photographed by reporters and implicating you."

Yan Ling fell into deep inferiority.

Zhao Qiye chuckled.

He raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his mouth.

"Have you ever looked at your face while looking at your phone?"

Yan Ling blinked her big eyes.

She blinked once, and blinked again.

I immediately opened my phone in a panic.

After just a glance, he immediately fell silent: "..."

If she were really photographed by reporters when she went out like this, she would probably not be able to explain herself.

It's so imaginative.

Although Zhao Qiye was driving the car, he was looking deeply at Yan Ling through the rearview mirror.

"When we get back to the hotel later, I'll arrange for someone to send over some makeup to cover it up a little bit."

This time, Yan Ling didn't say anything in rebuttal.

Yan Ling bit her lip. She felt so uncomfortable that she didn't want to talk anymore.

…

At Zhao Qiye's home.

The assistant came to the door soon.

At first, she was a little puzzled as to why Mr. Zhao asked her to buy so many women's products and also asked her to pack up cosmetics from high-end stores and have them delivered immediately.

Until she saw Yan Ling sitting on the sofa, wrapped in a long bath blanket, like a kitten.

Assistant: “!!!” Shocked!

She seemed to see something she shouldn't have.

"Mr. Zhao, this is what you want."

The assistant was completely unpretentious. She didn't even dare to stop and ask if there was anything else she needed to do. She just put the things down and ran away immediately.

Yan Ling: “…” She blinked.

Zhao Qiye picked up the bag that the assistant had brought him.

It can be described in just one word – most!

Zhao Qiye opened his mouth slightly.

"Go and try it."

Yan Ling blushed, pursed her lips, and carefully stretched her arms out from the blanket.

She took the gift bags and closed the door tightly!

Yan Ling was flustered.

My heart is pounding.

The assistant didn't know what Zhao Qiye wanted these things for, so he directly called the salesgirl of the luxury store. Seeing such a wealthy customer, the salesgirl naturally put out many of the store's "trump cards" with great enthusiasm!

Yan Ling looked at the various crimson items on her hands that were difficult to talk about, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

Outside, Zhao Qiye raised the watch on his wrist and frowned slightly.

"Not well yet?"

Yan Ling's hesitant voice suddenly came from the room.

She almost hurried out of the room.

"Okay, okay."

Zhao Qiye turned his head at this moment and had no time to retreat. As a result, Yan Ling staggered and froze in mid-air, almost falling down but not falling down. The exposed part in the middle happened to be caught by him.

He paused.

Yan Ling was also stunned.

The two people's eyes met.

The ambiguity entangled them in an instant, making both of them breathe harder!

Yan Ling's mood was extremely complicated.

But Zhao Qiye was working all night long.

Yan Ling, who was sleeping on Zhao Qiye's bed, clutched the sheets wrapped around her body tightly.

My heart beat faster than ever before, my breathing became tense, and my palms sweated.

Just when she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad, the news that she and Zhao Qiye were living together shot up like a rocket and became a hot topic!