Chapter 845 Darling, Come and Hold My Hand (43)
The car arrived at Quanbei District.
Song Jinhuan kept looking outside, and the closer she got to her residence, the more obvious the joy on her face became.
His eagerness to get out of the car made Ye Huai's eyes narrow slightly.
"Mr. Ye! Stopping here is fine!"
They've arrived at her neighborhood!
The car window slowly rolled down, and a cool evening breeze brushed against my cheek.
Song Jinhuan shuddered and shrank back.
Ye Huai: "Cold?"
Song Jinhuan honestly replied, "It's alright."
Then, as she watched her residence recede into the distance, she grew anxious and couldn't help but exclaim, "President Ye? I've arrived."
The girl was very beautiful, at least perfectly matching Ye Huai's aesthetic standards.
Especially his big, bright eyes, just looking at him.
That sense of peace and tranquility that comes from within returns.
"I'm sleepy." This is the first time I've felt sleepy since waking up.
The sentence was so abrupt and incoherent that Song Jinhuan couldn't understand it.
The man raised his hand, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said, "Wake me up in twenty minutes."
Then he closed his eyes.
Song Jinhuan was furious and wanted nothing more than to pounce on him and slap his face.
Just as she was fantasizing about how arrogant she would be, the man opposite her suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her with an aggressive gaze.
Song Jinhuan's heart was pounding, and she felt incredibly guilty.
He sank his back into the chair a little further, looking timid and submissive.
Ye Huai chuckled inwardly and closed his eyes again.
The driver circled around and around again.
With his eyes closed, Ye Huai appeared much more harmless.
But Song Jinhuan knew very well how awful he was when he put on an innocent face, licked you, and asked if you were comfortable.
Lost in thought for only a moment, Song Jinhuan said, "President Ye, it's time to wake up."
Make her get off the bus!
I'm already exhausted from a long day at work, and it feels like I'm working overtime ever since the dinner party started!
A day that resulted in a loss!
Ye Huai woke up upon hearing the sound, looked at her, and remained silent.
Song Jinhuan felt a chill run down her spine from the stare and began to feel uneasy.
"Give me your phone," he said.
Song Jinhuan: "Huh?"
Ye Huai's expression turned cold, and she quickly handed over her phone.
The man swiped the screen with his fingertip, looked up at her, and asked, "Password?"
Song Jinhuan quickly recited six numbers.
Unlocked successfully.
Ye Huai added his private contact information to his address book and sent him a friend request via Feige.
Only after doing all this did I return the phone.
The whole process was incredibly forceful.
He then handed her the coat.
Song Jinhuan blinked, puzzled. "President Ye?"
"Put it on."
He had a tense expression, seemingly unaccustomed to showing concern for others.
Song Jinhuan quickly put it on, and was instantly enveloped by his aura, the silent heat scorching the air.
The man smiled and said with great satisfaction, "Very obedient."
Song Jinhuan felt a burning sensation in her back, but thankfully the car door finally opened.
She jumped out of the car eagerly, bent down and gave the man inside her the first genuine smile of the night, "Mr. Ye, goodbye."
hehe.
Her response was a loud bang as the car door opened.
Song Jinhuan touched his nose, wondering what he had done to offend him again.
She tightened her suit jacket and sniffed.
Even if Ye Huai doesn't remember her, he will still subconsciously take care of her.
The car remained stationary for about ten minutes before turning around and leaving.
Zhuojin Bandai, A-3.
Just as the housekeeper brought the food to Ye Hai's room, Ye Huai came in from outside.
"Young Master, the Young Master has been doing his homework as soon as he gets home these past two days!" the butler said with great satisfaction.
Ye Huai replied calmly, "Yes, if you need a tutor, I'll arrange it."
Ye Hai's results were appalling.
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