8: Chapter 8 Getting to Know Each Other II (3) 8: Chapter 8 Getting to Know Each Other II (3) Bai Yiming didn’t start the sports car.
He sat quietly inside, not blaming Zhang Lin for her actions today.
Instead, he quietly watched An Yiqing’s retreating figure through the window, her slender and graceful silhouette, her fresh and ethereal aura.
He saw a waiter help her hail a taxi, An Yiqing smiled in thanks and then disappeared from his sight.
Zhang Lin, feeling somewhat guilty about today’s incident, couldn’t sit still as she watched Bai Yiming stare motionlessly at An Yiqing’s retreating figure, lost in thought.
“I only like obedient pets.” Before Zhang Lin could finish speaking, she heard Bai Yiming’s cold and merciless voice.
Her face turned pale in an instant, Young Master Bai was truly angry.
“Young Master Bai, listen to me…” Zhang Lin hurriedly tried to explain, grasping Bai Yiming’s arm.
Before she could finish, Bai Yiming shook off her hand, pulled out a checkbook from his pocket, and wrote with a flourish.
“This is one million.
I never shortchange women.
You’re only worth this much.
Get out of the car.” His long, powerful fingers flung the check at Zhang Lin.
Zhang Lin was completely panicked.
She had finally managed to get close to Bai Yiming and was on the verge of living a life above the rest.
How could she accept such an outcome!
Zhang Lin wanted to explain, but Bai Yiming was already losing his patience.
“Do you want to get out of the car yourself, or shall I have someone drag you out?” The words from his sensuous, thin lips were so cold and merciless.
Like Gu Yelin, Bai Yiming was a cold-blooded man.
Zhang Lin didn’t dare to say anything more, knowing that Bai Yiming always meant what he said.
If she were dragged out in front of Prosperous Haoting’s entrance, she couldn’t afford to lose face!
Zhang Lin hastily got out of the car, her face deathly pale, watching as Bai Yiming’s Lamborghini sped away.
Clutching the check in her hand, her made-up face was filled with resentment and hatred.
The silver-black Aston Martin One-77 raced down the highway at high speed, its dominating body looking even more mysterious and low-key under the cover of the night.
Gu Tingting sat stiffly in the passenger seat, muttering to herself, would it be better to jump out of the car and break an arm just to get herself into the hospital than to sit with Third Brother?
His aura was simply too strong, unbearable!
Gu Tingting was internally debating whether jumping out would result in a broken arm or leg when she heard Gu Yelin call her name.
Those three simple words, why did they sound from Third Brother like there was a “I’ll kill you at any moment” vibe?
Damn, it was too scary!
“Yes!” Gu Tingting sat up straight, responding loudly.
“Tell me about An Yiqing.” His sensuous lips barely moved, his handsomely lifted eyes staring straight ahead, his fingers long, strong, and pale on the steering wheel.
“What?” Gu Tingting’s mouth twitched, her eyes widening, as if she had heard something unbelievable.
There must be something wrong with her ears.
Was Third Brother in heat?!
Although Gu Tingting appeared shocked, deep down she laughed triumphantly.
Finally, someone could handle Third Young Master Gu!
Gu Yelin seemed dissatisfied with Gu Tingting’s response, his deep, cold eyes giving her a glance full of displeasure.
Gu Tingting felt a chill from head to toe under that glance from Gu Yelin.
Qingqing, I’m sorry, I am really compelled, wuu~~
Gu Yelin listened to Gu Tingting spill the beans rapidly.
An orphan with unknown parents, raised by a master, and living in Wuling Village, Qingning City, Gu Yelin thoughtfully pondered the information he had received from Gu Tingting.
Until Gu Tingting had nothing more to say, she cautiously ventured, “Third Brother…
you couldn’t be falling for Qingqing, could you?…”
A flicker passed through Gu Yelin’s eyes, but he didn’t answer Gu Tingting’s question.
He handed his phone to Gu Tingting, “Her phone number.”
Gu Tingting frantically typed in An Yiqing’s number, murmuring apologies internally.
Qingqing, I’m sorry, in the next life I will surely be your ox and horse…