C47 A Familiar Place

Qiao Xinyou was anxious about the one hundred thousand yuan. Under the table, where she could not see, a pair of hands grabbed her hand.

Qiao Xinyou's heart suddenly calmed down.

Yan Yilang, will you help me?

"Lu Weiwei, last time you also told you that my company was wantonly taken over..." Yan Yilang's voice clearly became cold.

"Yilang, it's not that I want to do this, it's my manager." Lu Weiwei said innocently.

Qiao Xinyou looked at the freely changing face and could not help but sigh. Actors really needed acting skills.

"One hundred thousand, right?" Yan Yilang raised his tone. "For you." He handed the card to Lu Weiwei. Seeing that Lu Weiwei hesitated and did not pick it up, he threw it on the table.

He did not want Youyou to have anything to do with Lu Weiwei because of this. Last time, he had already warned this woman about the surveillance video.

But because he did not directly film that Qiao Xinyou was not guilty, plus Lu Weiwei's identity as a superstar, the direction of the public opinion would definitely be biased towards Lu Weiwei.

So, if a matter that could be settled with 100,000 yuan, it would be best.

He hated trouble, especially this kind of big trouble that would bring harm to him.

Qiao Xinyou saw that Yan Yilang gave the card so straightforwardly and really wanted to take it back. One hundred thousand yuan, how could she return it?

"Let's go."

Yan Yilang let go of Qiao Xinyou's hand and walked straight out. Qiao Xinyou quickly got up and followed him out.

Lu Weiwei looked at the cold card and was so angry that her nails stuck into her flesh.

Yan Yilang, in your heart, I am not even as good as Secretary, right? Wait, I will not let Qiao Xinyou have a good time.

When Qiao Xinyou walked out of the restaurant, she inadvertently turned her head to look at Lu Weiwei. She saw Lu Weiwei's beautiful forehead and eyes looking at her as if there was a poisonous fire in them, causing her heart to shiver.

"Hurry up." Yan Yilang was in front urging her.

"I'll be right there," ___ said.

Sitting in the car, Qiao Xinyou put on her seatbelt, looked out the window, and then turned to look at Yan Yilang. She had been holding it in for a long time, but she did not say a word.

Yan Yilang could not stand Qiao Xinyou's hesitation. "What do you want to ask?"

"That..."

Before Qiao Xinyou could say it, he immediately said, "One hundred thousand yuan. Consider it as me lending it to you. I won't charge you interest. There is no time limit. You can return it anytime you want."

This was easy for Yan Yilang to say, but God knows, even if his monthly salary of fifty thousand yuan, plus the pocket money he earned from working part-time, deducting his sister's care and living expenses, she didn't even have a single word left.

It was a luxury to ride a Ferrari for five yuan.

Yan Yilang was obviously going to let her work by his side for a long time and then slowly torture her.

Seeing that Qiao Xinyou did not speak, Yan Yilang added, "Qiao Xinyou, shouldn't you be grateful to me?"

Thank you, my ass.

If Lu Weiwei didn't like you, would she have targeted me like this?

"Yes, thank you, CEO." She squeezed out a smile and looked out the window.

It was getting dark. It was almost evening. The city seemed to be waking up at night.

The scenery that flew past the window and saw familiar scenery, Qiao Xinyou took out her phone and looked at the time. It was 4: 55 p.m. and there were still five minutes before she got off work.

And this road happened to pass by the bar where she worked part-time.

"CEO, can you stop the car?"

Yan Yilang acted as if he did not hear her. He continued to drive forward and even sped up.

Qiao Xinyou was so angry that her teeth itched. She watched the bar fly past her eyes and then it got further and further away.

"CEO, it's time to get off work. Put me down here."

"Who said it's time to get off work?" Yan Yilang glanced at the screen and saw that it was 4: 58 on his phone. "There are still two minutes."

How many miles could she drive in two minutes? Wouldn't that mean she was getting further and further away from the bar?

Furthermore, Yan Yilang had turned at this intersection. This was not the direction to the company. Where was he going to take her?

"CEO, it's time to get off work." Qiao Xinyou showed the screen on her phone to Yan Yilang at exactly five o'clock. "I have already completed the task you gave me. Stop the car. I want to get off work."

"Overtime. Tonight." Yan Yilang simply threw out four words, as if overtime was a common thing, as if overtime was something that had been premeditated long ago.

At this moment, Qiao Xinyou's heart seemed to have collapsed.

Although being requested to work overtime by Yan Yi Lang had already become something that she was used to.

However, the bar owner had already scolded her on the phone yesterday. No matter what, she had to go to work today. Otherwise, she would definitely lose this job.

"If you want to work overtime, you shouldn't go in this direction. This isn't the way to the company." She threw out the doubt in her heart.

"The place where I work overtime today is at my house."

He remembered that when they were dating five years ago, Youyou also went to his house a few times. At that time, when they were young, the two of them were lying on the bed. They were excited for a long time. When they took it, it was just a kiss, and nothing happened when they wiped their guns.

Now that he thought about it, the feelings at that time were really pure.

There was no grudge after that.

There was no hatred after that.

"At your home?" The veins on Qiao Xinyou's temples jumped. She went to this person's house to work overtime and to the familiar place where she had been before to work overtime. "What materials and meetings are you going to prepare for the overtime tonight?"

"Dance. Dance with me." Yan Yilang gently turned his head and forgot to look at Qiao Xinyou. "Don't you have a good memory? I told you two days ago that I will dance with you every night from now on. Until the day of Lu Weiwei's birthday banquet. "

Accompanying the dance?

Yan Yilang said that there was overtime pay for overtime, but overtime was not fixed. The overtime pay was also given by this person as he pleased. If she practiced dance like this every day, her bar work would definitely go down the drain.

The loss outweighed the gain.

"CEO, I think there's definitely someone in our company who can dance better than me." She said.

At that moment, the car finally stopped and reached Yan Yilang's house.

Qiao Xinyou did not even have the time to take a good look at this familiar place. Once the car stopped, she immediately opened the car door and walked out.

From a certain perspective, she was actually very reluctant to come to this familiar place.

Because it was familiar, it was always bitter when she recalled it.

Not long after she ran, the black Ferrari behind her caught up. She ran with all her might, but the car seemed to be following slowly with a relaxed heart.

Qiao Xin stopped and panted. She secretly cursed herself, Qiao Xinyou, you idiot. Why did your IQ drop when you came to a familiar place?

Can you outrun a car with two legs?

Furthermore, it was a Ferrari.