Chapter 191 Cold-Blooded Young Marshal 4

Jiang Lifeng laughed heartily, "I don't mind at all. It's only natural for my son to come home and stay."

"Then thank you very much, godfather." Ling Jiazhen smiled as well.

An undercurrent was stirring in the air, and the smiles on their faces were all a facade.

Xu Qiuqiu followed the two groups of people out of the karaoke bar barefoot. The cold, uneven ground made her feel cold from the soles of her feet to her heart. The boy in front of her glanced at her and paused.

He stopped and said a few words to the subordinates following beside him.

Xu Qiuqiu was walking with her head down when a soldier ran up to her and handed her a pair of cloth shoes that appeared out of nowhere. "Miss, put these on."

"No, no," Xu Qiuqiu quickly refused, not understanding what the man meant.

The soldier didn't press the matter after being refused, and continued, "Then Miss, you can get into the young marshal's car first, you don't need to walk so far."

Xu Qiuqiu glanced ahead and saw a black car parked two meters away. The boy sat inside, his posture upright, his gaze fixed on something outside the window.

"Isn't this inappropriate?" Xu Qiuqiu thought of his personality; he hadn't even looked at her just now, and he had almost had her killed.

"Miss, this is the young marshal's order." The soldier didn't want to say more and gestured for her to proceed.

Xu Qiuqiu glanced at the people on Jiang Lifeng's side, and it seemed that they didn't pay much attention to her at all.

Without further hesitation, she got into the car. The person waiting by the car opened the door for her, and she nervously sat inside.

The door closed, and she approached the window somewhat awkwardly. The stuffy atmosphere inside the car made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The main reason was that she was about to be killed the moment they met, which made her a little scared.

She glanced at the boy beside her and found that he hadn't moved at all, seemingly lost in thought.

Just as she was about to look away, the boy happened to be looking at her.

Their eyes met suddenly. The boy's pupils were as calm and mysterious as the night, yet they held an endless danger that sent a chill down her spine.

"Am I that scary?" Ling Jiazhen smiled, her tone devoid of any emotion, which was particularly chilling in the silent space.

"No...no..." Xu Qiuqiu shook her head, looked away, and dared not look again.

Ling Jiazhen's gaze was icy. "Nothing? Then why are you trembling?"

"I'm not shivering..." Xu Qiuqiu quickly explained, "I just feel a little cold."

Ling Jiazhen wanted to say something more, but a soldier knocked on the window, the car door opened, and Ling Jiazhen took the high heels from his subordinate and threw them at her feet. "Put them on."

Xu Qiuqiu was a little stunned when she saw the shoes. Weren't these the high heels she had just taken off?

Did he find it for himself?

She glanced up at Ling Jiazhen, and when their eyes met, the boy narrowed his eyes, his tone sounding impatient, "What? You want me to help you get dressed?"

"No, no..." Xu Qiuqiu bent down to put on her shoes. Her feet were dirty from walking on the ground, and she immediately felt embarrassed, her ears turning red.

Ling Jiazhen's gaze inadvertently fell on her, and he noticed that her face was flushed, and her beautiful appearance was tinged with a charming color, which inexplicably made him feel a little thirsty.

He looked away, not even understanding why he had bothered with her, especially since this woman was his godfather's concubine.

It's so frustrating.

After Xu Qiuqiu put on her shoes, she noticed that Ling Jiazhen's aura had turned cold again. She wanted to say thank you, but she had no choice but to stay silent by the window.

The car started moving slowly.

They arrived at the Marshal's Mansion shortly afterward.