"You’re completely treating like a chauffeur." When he spoke again, the hoarseness in his voice was gone, reverting back to his usual nonchalant tone.
"Are you coming?" Fan Rou asked as if she hadn’t heard his complaints.
"Yes." Qin An said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, I’ll wait for you at the street corner across from my boyfriend’s neighborhood."
"What do you think your boyfriend would do if he saw you getting into my car?" Or what would happen if he knew about their past relationship?
Of course, Qin An didn’t say the latter out loud.
Fan Rou could be quite fierce; if he said that, she’d probably go crazy.
"He won’t see." Fan Rou stated with certainty.
"Alright, wait for a bit, I’ll be there within half an hour." Qin An said.
In September, it was still very hot. Fan Rou sat on the bench at the bus stop, fanning herself while waiting for Qin An.
Eventually, she got so impatient that she went to the mall behind her and bought an ice cream cone.
As soon as she returned to the bus stop, Qin An arrived.
She opened the passenger door and sat in unceremoniously.
Qin An was being so attentive, he must need sothing from her, so why should she be polite?
No need to waste the opportunity, after all, she wasn’t that close to him, not quite to the level of good friends.
"Drive ho first, whatever you need can wait until after I eat." Fan Rou said, taking a big lick of the ice cream cone.
She took such a big bite that so cream stuck to her mouth. Qin An looked at her with disdain, "Look at how you’re eating!"
"Just drive, who told you to look?" Fan Rou said, grabbing a tissue.
"Who enjoys looking? I’m just reminding you, you’re in a relationship now, always have an eye on your image." If she kept this up, who would dare to marry her?
"Thanks a lot." Fan Rou’s words carried no hint of gratitude.
Would Lan Shao really dump her because she ate ssily? Definitely not.
"I think instead of worrying about , you should worry about yourself, given your nurous flings in the past." Fan Rou jabbed at his sore spot.
"I really don’t need you to worry about . I just need to marry soone of an equal match, and I can still have my fun after getting married." Qin An boasted.
Things like love really don’t suit him; sothing more casual fits him better.
Fan Rou fell silent, her face showing little surprise.
Many rich kids are like this; it’s just that no one says it out loud.
Qin An probably feels familiar enough with her to speak so bluntly.
After finishing the ice cream, Fan Rou wiped her mouth and said, "Okay, spill it, what do you need from ?"
"Xiao Rou, aren’t you smart? Take a guess, why am I looking for you?" Qin An deliberately slowed the car halfway.
"You want to ask where Jun Mochan went? If he’s alright? What his next move is?" Fan Rou replied.
As expected of a smart person, Qin An gave her an approving look.
"I can’t tell you where he is, but I can tell you he’s fine, he’s doing well. It’s best that you guys stay out of trouble, and as for his next move, don’t worry, he has no plans to take action against the Qin Family."
"Actually, as long as you don’t cause any irreparable trouble, the Qin Family will be fine."
Although everyone has so shady dealings, the Qin Family is really one of the good ones.
Qin An, though a playboy, knows his boundaries and hasn’t caused any irreparable trouble.
"You’re so worried, could it be that the Qin Family has done sothing unforgivable?" Fan Rou suddenly leaned in and asked him.
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