Why did he say she was wrong? Where exactly did she go wrong?
The entire afternoon, this question almost drove her crazy. She could only stubbornly hold it in and not immediately go out to ask him what the problem was.
Tang Yanqing kept his word and really waited for her to get off work together.
Shi Nian and Ye He walked out of the office together. Amidst the crowd, he stood straight in his police uniform, standing like a bamboo in the vast sea of smoke. His gaze was calm as it looked over through his sunglasses.
Ye He immediately got so nervous that she dug her fingers into the flesh on the back of Shi Nian’s hand, causing him to wince in pain.
He saw it and stepped forward against the crowd, coming in front of her, frowning, and asked, "Stretch out your hand."
All the colleagues, regardless of gender, looked over. The men remained calm, while the women couldn’t help but show a face full of envy.
Shi Nian felt even more embarrassed and hurriedly hid her hand behind her back: "It’s nothing." Latest content published on NoveI(F)ire.net
He reached out in front of her, palm open.
Shi Nian was startled and nearly jumped, thinking he was insisting on taking her hand... Fortunately, he said in time, "Give me the car keys."
"Why?" She turned her upper body at a 45° angle.
He lightly curled the corners of his lips: "This posture is—avoiding. But it’s useless, hand them over."
Colleagues all around were watching, and with Ye He beside her, Shi Nian couldn’t have an outburst on the spot and had to hand over the car keys to him.
He raised his eyebrows proudly and accepted them: "Mm-hmm, your mini-skirt, from now on, is under my management."
He said it with such intentional ambiguity again!
Shi Nian feared that the colleagues around would misunderstand, so she raised her voice, "Sir, doesn’t the police department provide you with a patrol car?"
"Mm-hmm," he raised an eyebrow and looked at her: "Are you going to reimburse it? With your little salary?"
Ye He didn’t bother listening to their bickering, urgently tugging at Shi Nian’s arm, "Chief, chief! Can I hitch a ride with you tonight?"
Shi Nian glanced at him again and nodded.
Well, with Ye He in the car, it would alleviate the awkwardness of being alone with him.
All the way, Ye He clung to Tang Yanqing, talking like she was high, animated and gesticulating. Shi Nian was so embarrassed that she couldn’t bear to look at Tang Yanqing and had to turn her head to look out the window.
Tang Yanqing, on the other hand, was uncharacteristically patient, listening to Ye He without getting impatient, and sometimes even humming softly, or curling the corners of his lips. Even with just that, Ye He was already satisfied, her face flush with excitement.
At times, Shi Nian was really worried Ye He would turn into a balloon and float out of the window, having to turn back to keep an eye on Ye He, only to see—Tang Yanqing, steadily holding the steering wheel with both hands, leisurely gazing at her from the mirror.
Even though he was still wearing sunglasses, she just knew he was looking at her... She was so embarrassed that she quickly turned her head away again.
Actually, Ye He’s place was in the opposite direction of Shi Nian’s. She really had to get off on the way, reluctantly staring at Tang Yanqing: "Can I catch a ride again tomorrow?"
Tang Yanqing replied with a lack of romantic understanding, "Asking Tang Yanqing to be your driver, Ye He, better weigh your wallet first."
Ye He suffered a cruel blow and left dejectedly. Shi Nian felt quite sorry and called out loudly, "The car is mine, I make the decisions. We’ll go together again tomorrow."
Ye He immediately jumped in place, throwing flying kisses with all her might.
The two got back in the car, and with no more excuse, Shi Nian had to put on a serious face and ask, "Don’t you have to go home first to get some of your personal things?"
He snorted, indifferent, but the corners of his lips curled up gently.
It wasn’t until the car drove into her neighborhood, seeing two huge "Raptors" parked at her door, that she realized she had asked a redundant question.