Chapter 42 How can dessert pay for the meal?

The cold current swept across, and the wind moaned sometimes lowly, sometimes loudly, like long-lasting, continuous moans...

Jiang Shuyao sat in the passenger seat and breathed in the air. Qin Yanchi was still well-dressed. Look at her again...

Forget it, it’s better not to read it.

Qin Yanchi reached out and pulled out a few pieces of paper and threw them on her: "Wipe it."

'Didi'——

Several car horns were heard from behind. Qin Yanchi glanced casually and looked at Jiang Shuyao: "Brother Tingyun, do you want to say hello?"

"Don't." Jiang Shuyao squatted down in panic, her hair mixed with sweat sticking to the side of her face. The flush and the ambiguous smell in the car all indicated what had just happened.

Jiang Shuyao didn't want Fang Tingyun to see her like this, so she huddled in front of the seat and pressed her head as hard as she could on the seat.

A large coat was thrown on Jiang Shuyao, and Fang Tingyun's voice sounded at the same time: "Cousin, are you still going out in such a cold weather?"

"Well, the pet is lost." Qin Yanchi glanced sideways at Jiang Shuyao inadvertently.

Jiang Shuyao looked at him with pleading eyes and her heart was in her throat. She reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook her head: "No..."

"My cousin has a pet?" Fang Tingyun still had that gentle smile, "It's hard to find one in the snow, do you want me to help you?"

"No, I just found it."

"That's good. Cousin, you go first."

"Um."

Qin Yanchi's car drove away, the corners of his mouth drooped, and his smile turned into a bloodthirsty indifference. "You do care about him."

"He is my brother."

"Really? Brothers with different surnames."

Jiang Shuyao put on Qin Yanchi's coat and said, "Master Qin, the relationship between me and Brother Tingyun is very innocent."

"Well, Cheng Qikuan also has several sisters with different surnames. They are very, very innocent."

Jiang Shuyao was speechless for a long time, and could only hold back a few words: "Brother Tingyun and Cheng Qikuan are different."

Qin Yanchi's eyes fell on the back of Jiang Shuyao's neck, where a dark red mark was particularly obvious.

Jiang Shuyao plucked up the courage and said, "Master Qin, it's about borrowing money."

"What do you think?"

Jiang Shuyao's face, which had just returned to normal, suddenly turned red again: "I..."

“The money is where it is.”

Jiang Shuyao's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Master Qin."

"But how can dessert pay for the meal?" Qin Yanchi threw a key to Jiang Shuyao.

Jiang Shuyao grabbed the key, which made her palms ache: you know Qin Yanchi never does business at a loss.

Qin Yanchi's car suddenly stopped: "Get off."

Jiang Shuyao looked outside. There was still a long way to go from Qin Tower. She blinked: "This?"

"How about I be your driver?"

Jiang Shuyao had no choice but to take off Qin Yanchi's clothes, wrap her own clothes tightly and get out of the car.

A silver dollar was thrown out of the car window. Before she could pick it up, the car had disappeared.

Jiang Shuyao returned to Qin Tower and tidied up the study. After everyone else had rested, she went to Qin Yanchi's room to wait.

Qin Yanchi didn't come back, so she didn't dare to turn on the light.

Jiang Shuyao leaned on the sofa and fell asleep after waiting for an unknown amount of time.

In the dream, she saw her mother staring at her sinisterly, scolding her for being a shameless person, saying that it would be better to die if she lost her virginity. She was explaining, but her mother wouldn't listen, and finally wanted to strangle her to death.

Jiang Shuyao woke up with a sudden start, sweating profusely and holding her chest while gasping for air. She faintly heard the grandfather clock downstairs strike twelve times.

The night pearl in the room glows dimly, and Qin Yanchi hasn't come back yet...