C21

Loong Yi who was about to console the little girl, suddenly felt a sharp gaze from ahead shooting at him. He raised his head without batting an eyelid and froze in place, when he finally reacted and pushed the person on him away.

Lin Qiuye was shocked, she thought that her impulses had made him feel unwell, and quickly retreated a few steps, wiping her tears and apologizing.

"Sorry, sorry, Big Brother Loong, I was just too sad …"

She followed his astonished gaze and turned around. What she saw was a tall man with a tall stature walking towards them, like a Satan that had just walked out of the darkness.

"Ugh …" "Boss, why did you come back today?"

Loong Yi's expression was a little stiff as he greeted them. His boss had been working on the matters over at the Xu Country for the past week, and his plan had come back tomorrow.

Lin Qiuye was a little drowsy for a moment. She did not expect to meet him at this kind of occasion, and only when Loong Yi's voice sounded beside her ears did she return to her senses.

"Hello!"

She quickly looked at him and then lowered her head. That domineering aura, that sharp aura, all of it made her panic.

"The matter over there ended early."

Zhuang Shilee put his hands into his pockets, looking down through his sunglasses at the little lady who had her head lowered to the ground and said indifferently.

To be honest, he had only come here because he had discovered Loong Yi earlier. If not for her eyes which were a little blank yet without any impurities, he would have forgotten that he had bought such a small woman a few days ago.

He continued to look down at his shirt, the thin legs wrapped in some of the whiter jeans, the white canvas shoes, and the simple costume that made him so unhappy.

Did the one hundred million he gave her go to the bank? Didn't he get himself some decent clothes? His, Zhuang Shilee's, woman was not so shabby that he did not even have a proper set of clothes.

He subconsciously thought that when a woman was facing him, she would be gorgeous, but this woman didn't seem to have the heart to dress up like that.

The gaze that he fixed onto the top of his head made Lin Qiuye even more nervous, and his head lowered even more.

Glancing at the bag that was about to be torn apart by her, Zhuang Shilee expressionlessly retracted his gaze and coldly glanced at Loong Yi.

"I'll go in your car!"

After saying that, he brushed past her without looking back.

"Yes sir!"

Loong Yi lowered his head and replied before he respectfully followed behind him.

Only Lin Qiuye was left in a dilemma. Heavens, who could tell her if she should take the carriage from Big Brother Loong or not?

She didn't want to ride in a car with that person. She was afraid that she would suffocate, but the bag containing the clothes she had been wearing these past few days was still in the car …

With a frown on her face, she jogged after them. Seeing the man get on the car, she finally made a decision.

"Big Brother Loong, you guys must still be busy with work, why don't you guys go first? I'll take the airport bus back!"

That bag can be sent to her by the Big Brother Loong another day.

The back door was suddenly opened by someone from the inside.

"Get in!"

The man ordered coldly, somewhat impatiently. Lin Qiuye momentarily had no other choice, so she bit her lips and lowered her head to sit in the carriage.

The temperature in the car was rather low. He leaned against the seat and closed his eyes to rest. Qiuye sneaked a glance at him and realized that he was actually a little tired from looking at his handsome face.

The fear and rejection he felt towards him from before suddenly lessened a bit. It turned out that he also had such an exhausting moment.

However, she had even more to say if he didn't speak.

"Loong Yi, you should make a trip tomorrow!"

His voice suddenly came out from the silent carriage, startling Qiuye.

"What?"

Loong Yi who was in front of him cried out in alarm, and his cold face slowly started to crack.

"Why did you suddenly let me take over?"

Loong Yi could not help but whine incessantly, without the slightest trace of his usual callousness.

"Boss, at least send me to a place where we can communicate. I don't know a thing about Arabic!"

"Big Brother Loong, you don't know Arabic? "I can teach you …"

Her mother had been a college Arabic teacher, and because she had an unusual gift for languages, she had learned them from an early age.

She smiled as if she was offering treasures to Loong Yi, but Loong Yi's face was filled with fear. Looking at her smiling face, he felt goosebumps on his back, did she not think that it was enough to harm him?

"Miss Lin! "Can you not speak!?"

Qiuye was a little confused by his abnormality, but she frowned and retracted her seat.

Why was he so scared? She loved him a lot more than the person beside her, right? He was afraid of that person as well.

"You don't have to come back in the second half of the year!"

Zhuang Shilee suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the little girl beside him with a complicated expression.

"Boss!"

Loong Yi protested once again.

"I am your bodyguard, I was away for half a year, who will protect you!"

Zhuang Shilee closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his brow.

"It's time for Longli to return. A while ago, there was a problem with the blueprints he designed!" His job is almost done. Go and pack up your tail and he'll be back in ten days or half a month! "

"Ugh …"

Hearing such a thing, Loong Yi immediately fell silent.

He knew that the blueprint was for the gun's design. The boss didn't point out that he didn't want the girl beside him to know about it. However, even though the boss said it in a dignified manner, he still felt like he was playing a trick on him.

Even though he was carrying his boss's woman in public, no! It shouldn't be a hug! He didn't even stretch out his arms to hug her. She was the one that had to rely on herself. Moreover, she was the one who took the initiative. No matter what the boss said, she shouldn't have punished him like this.

Loong Yi had a whole stomach full of complaints, but he couldn't release them, so he could only drive with his head lowered.