C148 Fu Qianchen Was Jealous

The driver fastened his seatbelt and started the car. When he reached the next intersection, he remembered that he was going to take Fu Qianchen to see a client. He asked, "Mr Fu, Should we go see the client first or send Miss Qiao home first?"

"Send them back." Fu Qianchen's eyelids did not move a bit. It was as if Qiao Yumeng was just a stone sitting beside him.

"Okay