Yan Ziqi saw that Yu Qing was silent for a long time, so he couldn't help but remind him.

At this moment, Yu Qing heard the roar of a car engine behind him, he turned his head to look, and saw that the car was speeding towards the direction where they were, and there was a puddle behind Yan Ziqi.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, Yu Qing hurriedly hugged Yan Ziqi in her arms, switched places with her, and used her body to block the dirty water splashed by the car for her.

Yan Ziqi didn't react for a while, she just let Yu Qing hold her, and her heart was beating wildly.

When she reacted, she immediately pushed Yu Qing away like an electric shock and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yu." ”

"It's fine. ”

Yu Qing bent down and patted the dirty water on her pants, her face was still calm.

Yan Ziqi bit her lip, she only had one thought now, that is, to solve the matter quickly and leave.

"Mr. Yu, give me the card number, and I'll give you the money back. ”

Yu Qing was stunned for a moment, he originally wanted to say that the little money didn't need to be taken to heart, but just when the words went up his throat, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, so he swallowed the words back.

After a moment, Yu Qing raised his eyes and looked at Yan Ziqi again, and he said lightly: "Miss Yan, I don't have a bank card, if you want to pay me back, just transfer money through WeChat." ”

Saying that, Yu Qing reached out and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on the QR code of his WeChat and sent it to Yan Ziqi.

Seriously, Yu Qing is worthy of being a businessman, this way of asking for WeChat is not only not low, but also a steady win.

Yan Ziqi couldn't refuse at all, and if she refused, it meant that she didn't want to pay back.

Anyway, Yu Qing just didn't give Yan Zi any room for refusal.

After thinking for a while, Yan Ziqi took out his mobile phone and reluctantly added Yu Qing's WeChat.

"That, Mr. Yu, 100,000 yuan may not be able to be transferred at one time, and I will return it to you. ”

It is a fact that WeChat transfers are quotas.

"No problem, okay, it's late, I'll send you back, if you don't want to go, you can discount it to me according to the taxi price." ”

After a small talk, Yu Qing finally found the point of Yan Ziqi, so he still has to pay attention to routines.

"Uh..."

"No, my girlfriend never rides in other men's cars. ”

Just as Yan Ziqi was about to open her mouth to refuse, an extra arm suddenly appeared on her shoulder, and then she heard Ji Hangcheng's arrogant and presumptuous voice filling the air.

Yu Qing moved his gaze to Ji Hangcheng's face, and there were dark waves hidden in the eyes of the two men, this was a silent secret battle between men.

"That, Ji Hangcheng, why are you here?"

Yan Ziqi is now full of Ji Hangcheng, she looked at him like a fan girl, and was pleasantly surprised.

When Ji Hangcheng heard this, his sexy and stylish thin lips were slightly hooked, he turned his head and leaned over to touch Yan Ziqi's cherry lips, and said ambiguously: "I'll take you home." ”

This is really reverie. Giving full play to the ability of Chinese teachers to interpret and read, that is, the word "home" contains infinite meanings.

not only declared sovereignty, but also indirectly revealed that the two of them had lived together, and the words were very ordinary, but his fucking lethality was invincible.

Ji Hangcheng glanced at Yu Qing with his spare eyes, and when he saw that his face was gloomy, he had an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

What kind of thing, have you eaten the guts of an ambitious leopard? A woman who dares to soak him as a son of Shencheng Ji is impatient to live?

"You..."

"Alright, let's go, go home. ”

Yan Ziqi was hugged by Ji Hangcheng and walked towards his luxury car, and before she got into the car, she remembered Yu Qing.

Yan Ziqi turned back to Yu Qing and shouted, "Mr. Yu, I will return the money to you as soon as possible." ”

"Shut up!"

Ji Hangcheng lowered Yan Ziqi's head, stuffed her into the passenger seat without pity, and then followed him into the car.

"Boom~"

The roar of the engine resounded throughout the street, and Yu Qing stood in place, just watching the Audi R8 disappear from his sight.

To be honest, Yan Ziqi has a boyfriend, which Yu Qing didn't expect, he checked her age, but she was only twenty-one years old, and his first kiss was still there when he was twenty-one.

Is it because the times are progressing too fast, or is his thinking too slow?

Yu Qing doesn't understand, but when it comes to influence, there must be one.