Xue Jiangqiu nodded, patiently waiting for Jas to start his car and drive away first before following.
Although both cars were high-end sports cars, they weren’t driving fast. Xue Jiangqiu was pondering Jas’s situation and couldn’t help but ask, "Can you tell what’s really going on between Yan Jian and Jas?"
To Xue Jiangqiu, Jas’s behavior tonight was sowhat peculiar.
From his understanding of Jas over the years, if Jas encountered soone he didn’t like, he’d usually have a bad temper but wouldn’t bother to waste words and would just turn around and leave. Yet tonight, evidently, Jas hadn’t insisted on leaving first from start to finish.
It was as if he was clearly arguing and annoyed with soone but wasn’t willing to walk away.
And the way Jas was driving now was equally unusual. Jas was a speed enthusiast, owning such a supercar, and on a night like this, he’d usually take the chance to enjoy the thrill of speed. How could he be driving a Koenigsegg at a crawl?
For tonight’s events, Yan Yu indeed felt she owed Xue Jiangqiu an explanation. But regarding the relationship between Jas and Yan Jian, she didn’t know where to start.
She couldn’t just directly say that she had once witnessed Jas forcing a kiss on her little sister at the Tang Family. Her little sister, though tearful and clearly scared and unwilling, didn’t dare to push him away...
Yan Yu could only downplay it, saying, "Well, actually their relationship is sowhat similar to the one between you and Jas. Yan Jian took over a fashion studio as a graduation project. And the original investor of that project? It’s Jas. So their conflict... maybe it all started from work. Designers are bound to have so creative clashes, you know."
Xue Jiangqiu nodded in response, "I see."
However, having t Jas in France, he naturally also knew Catherine. He couldn’t help but ponder and said slowly, "The fashion studio... could it be the one Catherine used to run?"
Yan Yu sighed, worried that Xue Jiangqiu might have connected too many dots from this, and thus remained silent.
Xue Jiangqiu tacitly refrained from asking any more, driving steadily as he followed behind Jas’s Koenigsegg.
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In the Koenigsegg, Yan Jian had already cald down.
She was curled up in the passenger seat, restrained by the seatbelt, biting her lip subconsciously, her eyes darting around.
Jas was driving slowly, with few cars on the road, so he had the leisure to observe Yan Jian’s expression.
He quietly sighed, "What’s on your mind again, just say it."
Her strange mood today troubled him; he couldn’t be at ease without understanding it.
What else could it be? He had already done the worst to her before.
But at this mont, Yan Jian wasn’t thinking about herself; she was still worried about Yan Yu’s happiness.
Her own... had already been ruined by this bastard beside her; it was too late for regrets. But Yan Yu’s still had hope.
She tried hard to contain her temper, speaking as calmly as possible, "Let’s discuss sothing. Or should I say, how about we make another deal?"
He arched an eyebrow, "Another deal?"
Damn it, he couldn’t stop his mind from wandering—how much he wanted to have her one more ti.
Seeing his reaction, she imdiately understood what he was thinking, and couldn’t help but lowly growl, "Stop daydreaming, it’s not what you’re thinking!"
His heart fluttered. Hearing her words, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, yet—an inexplicable lancholy rose within him.
So she didn’t even want it at all.
But her reaction was teasing him, making him feel a familiar itch inside, making him want to tease her.
He arrogantly snorted and turned his eyes back on the road, "Not what I was thinking? Then I’m curious, what exactly do you think I was thinking about?"
Here we go again...
Yan Jian clamped her mouth shut, unwilling to fall into his trap, "Anyway, before I speak, whatever you’re thinking is wrong!"
Her quiet resistance extinguished the spark inside him.
He resisted a sigh, squinting at her, "So, what kind of deal do you want to make? Let hear it."
She was slightly nervous, tightened her grip on the seatbelt, avoiding his gaze.
"...Jas, can you let Xue Jiangqiu go?"
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Ti seed to pause for a second.
Jas almost slamd on the brakes to stop the car. If not for Xue Jiangqiu’s car following behind, with two pairs of eyes closely watching from there.
He took a deep breath, staring at her, his mind now completely muddled.
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