Chapter 267 Dealing with the Green Tea Bitch

=|jeAfter the banquet, Qiao Yanmeng and Zhan Tingbei went back together.

Zhan Tingbei asked Li Mu to drive Qiao Yanmeng's car, so he drove his own Rolls-Royce himself.

"Abei."

A gentle and soft voice sounded from behind him, and simple, clear and pure eyes looked at him: "Can you give me a ride home? My driver has something urgent to do and has to leave."

Zhan Tingbei glanced at Qiao Yanmeng, and when she nodded, he spoke: "Get in the car."

Unexpectedly, Jian Chun walked directly to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.

Both were surprised.

Jian Chun seemed to realize that he had taken the initiative, and he quickly explained, "I'm sorry, I get carsick if I sit in the back, so I can only sit in the front. Meng Meng, you don't mind, do you? If you mind, I'll get off right away."

She pretended to open the door and get out.

"You don't have to come down, why would I mind?" Qiao Yanmeng smiled.

He gave her a grateful smile, then sat down to rest with peace of mind, a barely perceptible curve at the corner of his mouth.

There are so many people here. If Qiao Yanmeng really dares to let herself go down, her spine will be broken tomorrow.

If she wasn't allowed to go down, she would have to endure the discomfort.

She smiled simply, but the next second she saw the woman sitting in the driver's seat. Her smile froze and she looked shocked. Qiao Yanmeng looked at her and smiled, "Then sit tight. I might drive a little fast because it's so late and Xiao Naituan is alone at home. I'm also worried about her."

"Ah... OK. Do you want to drive yourself?" Jian Chun couldn't help but say, "The performance of this car may be different from yours."

"Don't worry, I've driven here many times." Qiao Yanmeng said with a smile, stepped on the accelerator, and the luxury car sped away.

Jian Chun bumped into the back of the chair, gritted his teeth, and secretly glanced at Zhan Tingbei behind him. The man's handsome and fair face showed no discomfort at all. He sat in the leather back seat, his hands around his chest, staring at the scenery outside the window.

She quietly clenched her hands.

This Qiao Yanmeng is more difficult to deal with than he thought. She seems well-behaved and non-competitive on the surface, but she has many dirty tricks!

This kind of person is not worthy of Abei at all!

Later, Qiao Yanmeng was driving very fast, winding through the city, and she almost vomited. But there was no way to ask Qiao Yanmeng to slow down. After all, she said, little Naitian was at home!

I finally made it to the door of my home. I really regretted getting on the car and quickly got off to express my gratitude.

She returned home with an ugly face, and Wang's mother felt very distressed: "Miss, what happened to you?"

"Nothing." Jian Chun shook his head. "Has the driver come back?"

"Well, I'm at home. What's up?"

The driver was actually fine, he just came back early as Jian Chun ordered. Jian Chun shook his head and went upstairs to rest.

Qiao Yanmeng returned to Huating, and there was some silence between the two of them.

She glanced at Zhan Tingbei and couldn't help but ask, "You're not angry, are you?"

"Why are you angry?" He asked with a hint of confusion.

"It's okay." From his tone, he really didn't sound angry, so Qiao Yanmeng didn't think much about it.

Zhan Tingbei seemed to understand what she meant. He stroked her head and smiled slightly: "Silly girl, you are the most important person in my heart. No matter what you do, I will not be angry, unless..."

"Unless what?" Qiao Yanmeng's curiosity was aroused.

"Unless you don't want me anymore." He said this in a calm tone, but his eyes became deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be a trace of imperceptible bias in the dangerous depths.

Qiao Yanmeng was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

What else did she think it was? It turned out to be this. She never thought that the president would also be anxious about gains and losses.

"It's my fault for making you like this. I should have treated you better and made you feel more secure." Qiao Yanmeng held his face. "Then I'm telling you now, you're the man I want to spend my life with the most!"

Zhan Tingbei's icy breath instantly melted as if in spring, the corners of his sexy mouth raised, and there was a smile in his eyes, but he suddenly became serious: "I will work hard to make you more than what you have now."