The driver, Uncle Zhao, was already standing next to the back seat door of the Rolls-Royce waiting for them, and when he saw them walking towards here, he opened the back seat door with his white gloved hand, bowed his head respectfully, and took a step back.

"Thank you." Gu Mo thanked Uncle Zhao and bent down to put Jian Zhiqian into the back seat of the car.

Jian Zhiqian sensed that he was leaving, and immediately grabbed the cuff of his coat, her voice trembled: "Gu Mo, where are you going again?" I'll send you there. ”

"Go home." Gu Mo lowered his eyes and looked at the little hand on the cuff of his shirt.

This dress was given to him by Jian Zhiqian, IOBO's customized model, the price starts at five figures, and it is staggeringly expensive, because of special needs, he occasionally wears this dress and comes to these high-end cafes, the network of these cafes can perfectly hide his IP identity, and it will never be discovered.

At this time, the cuffs of this dress already had traces of crumplification.

If you want to wear it again next time, you have to go to the dry cleaners and pay for ironing first.

Gu Mo frowned slightly.

"You, you're going home, huh? Then I'll send you there! ”

Jian Zhiqian was afraid that he would leave like this, and it would not be five minutes before she met him!

She hurriedly moved her buttocks, one hand still stubbornly grasping the cuff of his coat, "I'll send you!" Very slippery! ”

Actually, it's not a good idea at all.

Gu Mo was almost pulled by her and couldn't stand on his feet.

He took a secret breath, and was about to coldly refuse her proposal, when he raised his deep eyes, and saw her little expression of crying, as if as soon as he left, she would cry sadly.

Jian Zhiqian is the pearl of the Jian family, and her family background is so strong that no one dares to snub her.

She didn't have to be so humble.

Gu Mo pursed his lips and bent over to get into the car.

Jian Zhiqian breathed a sigh of relief, and she slowly, little by little, loosened the cuffs of his shirt.

"Uncle Zhao, go to Gu Mo's house." She quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said to Uncle Zhao with a smile.

"Yes, miss." Uncle Zhao is not surprised by the way the two get along, but he still feels sorry for his young lady being so careful in front of someone.

Uncle Zhao started the engine, and the Rolls-Royce slowly drove away from the parking space and joined the traffic on the road.

The car was very silent, Gu Mo maintained his usual indifference, and looked out of the car window expressionlessly.

Jian Zhiqian's right foot tentatively wanted to touch the ground, and her toes just touched the plush carpet in the car, and there was a pain in her ankle.

She let out a low "hiss".

Oh my God, that hurts!

Isn't it just a stumbling moment? How can it hurt so much!

Bei Yan bit her lower lip lightly, and Jian Zhiqian held back the pain.

After sending Gu Mo home, she had to go to Dr. Lin's side.

Jian Zhiqian's right foot no longer dared to touch the ground, hanging in the air, she turned her head, her eyes rolled, and her gaze fell on Gu Mo beside her.

She can also stay with Gu Mo for another half an hour, and when Gu Mo arrives home, she won't be able to see him again today, because usually after he returns home, he doesn't go out again.

She was going to take advantage of the half-hour to see him more.

Gu Mo is a person from a small village in City D, he was admitted to high school in City A at the age of fifteen, his parents did not accompany him to City A, and still stayed in the small village, while Gu Mo came to City A alone to pay tuition fees by working and studying, and finished high school, and is currently studying at the University of Economics and Business, and is a junior student.

Jian Zhiqian's art college is next door to the University of Economics and Business.