Chapter 417 Merit and Reward

Qian Feng looked at him with a fake smile, "Didn't I just say that I earned it?"

Seeing Zhang Yu's unbelieving expression, Qian Feng patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "It's your contribution, so I'll give you this BMW as a reward."

Zhang Yu’s mind was full of questions.

How could he not know that he had the ability to earn 100 million? No, he earned 100 million, and Lao Qian gave him a BMW 7 Series worth 2 million?

There were so many questions that Zhang Yu didn't even know where to start.

Qian Feng urged him, "I'm starving. Drive quickly and I'll tell you after dinner."

Zhang Yu was also hungry, so he didn't delay any longer. Knowing that the car really belonged to him, he became bolder and stepped on the accelerator. The blue BMW sped away with a whoosh, shocking Qian Feng so much that he burst into curses.

"Fuck you, drive slower!"

…

It was dawn in Los Angeles at this time. There was a hint of pink glow on the horizon, and the sound of birds chirping could be heard from the distant mountains. The air was so fresh that it made people feel relaxed and happy.

Tang Qi woke up from his sleep standing by the window, lowered his head to smell the alcohol on his body, turned around, opened his suitcase, found his clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

The overall structure of the villa is made of wood. In order to prevent water and moisture, there is no independent bathroom in the room and you need to go to the public bathroom outside to wash.

Tang Qi took her clothes and toiletries and found the bathroom. There was someone inside. Just as she was about to turn around and go back, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Mo Shaochen was wearing a black bathrobe and came out covered in steam.

The bathrobe was made of silk and was stained with moisture. It clung tightly to the man's slender but bony frame. The deep V-neck collar revealed a large area of ​​white chest with ribs vaguely visible.

He seems to be thinner than a few days ago...

Thinking of this, Tang Qi subconsciously turned sideways and looked at the wall.

Mo Shaochen was also stunned when he saw her, and then he saw her turning around and a hint of pink on the tip of her ear, and he couldn't help but let out a low chuckle.

"Why didn't you get more sleep? Are you feeling unwell?"

Tang Qi knew he was asking about last night's drunkenness, "I'm used to it. I can't sleep. I'm fine. Did you finish using the bathroom?"

Leave quickly after you finish using it, don't block the door. It's so cold, and you don't know how to wear more clothes. Don't you know what's wrong with your body? She thought to herself.

Seeing her discomfort, Mo Shaochen stopped teasing her and stepped aside to let her go in first.

"You can use it. Raymond has cooked porridge for you. After you wash and change your clothes, come down and drink the porridge to avoid stomach discomfort."

Tang Qi turned around and looked at the man with some surprise.

The reason why she subconsciously dodged just now was not because of his dishevelled clothes, but because of her drunkenness last night.

She remembered clearly how she returned to her room last night, what he said to her, and even the serious and shining look in his eyes when he spoke.

After waking up in the morning, she stood by the window for about ten minutes, not knowing how to face him.

It’s not that I regret it, it’s just a little sudden.

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She knew very well what the promise she made to him last night meant. Her original plan was to wait until she graduated from college before clarifying their relationship.

According to the man's usual strong and domineering nature, she thought he would ask her something, at least ask her if she remembered what she promised him last night.

But he just let her go? Seeing her doubts, Mo Shaochen raised his hand and touched her loose hair, and said with a smile in his black eyes: "After breakfast, let's talk about what happened last night."

Tang Qi: ...

How could she think that a dog could change its nature of eating shit? Ah, the man is indeed a dog, but she is not shit.

Seeing the bathroom door closed, Mo Shaochen's smile faded and he returned to his room with cold eyes.

Thanks to [譶] for the monthly ticket, mua

(End of this chapter)