153: Why Thank Him?

Why Thank Him?

In the car.0

Only Gong Jue and Gu Qiqi were left.

Gong Jue drove in silence in front.

Initially, Gu Qiqi wanted to sit in the backseat, but Gong Jue said coolly, "Do you think that you're the chairman and I'm the driver?"

What he said wasn't without reason.

Usually, when subordinates drove a car for the chairman, the etiquette was that the driver was in front while the chairman was behind.

Gu Qiqi could only reluctantly sit in the front passenger seat.

But it was also very awkward, alright?

Wasn't it usually husband and wife or lovers who would sit in the driver and passenger seats?

Although Gong Jue seemed to be in a relationship with her in front of all the teachers and students just now, she knew very well that this wasn't real.

She couldn't guess why Gong Jue was helping her but she couldn't forget their relationship.

What relationship?

An unequal relationship!

Thus, when he was helping her, he acted like a gentleman and doted on her so much that he even used the best of everything to style her. He simply doted on her to the skies.

When he returned to normal, he became so cold and vicious again.

He was still willing to help her despite their relationship. Forget it. She would just tolerate his bad temper occasionally.

Gu Qiqi thought it through and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she removed the watch on her wrist and handed it to Gong Jue. "Thank you. When I return, I'll wash my clothes clean before returning them to you. Also, I'll clean my bag and shoes."

Only now did she understand that Gong Jue had given her such an expensive style so that she could appear stunningly on the live-stream.

In terms of aura, she had already crushed those foul-mouthed haters.

She was really a little touched.

But who would have thought?

Her words of gratitude received an icy response.

"I don't want anything that a woman has touched!"

Not only was he cold, but he was also filled with disdain.

Gu Qiqi's lips twitched.

She actually forgot that the man with erectile dysfunction was sick and was beyond cure.

Alright, he didn't want it anymore?

Then throw it away. You're rich. You have the final say.

She opened the car window and prepared to throw her watch away.

Gong Jue was furious. If this stupid woman dared to throw his watch out, he would throw her out!

No, he would do her on the spot on the basis that she was in the car seat.

Anyway, it was said that it felt quite good to do it in this car seat. He had never tried it before.

Fortunately, Gu Qiqi rolled down the car window to take a breather. Then, she closed the window calmly and put on her watch.

Gong Jue curled his lips.

Hmph! What Beigong Xiaojiu said made sense. This watch meant that his soul was holding hers.

She dared to throw it away?

Little did he know that Gu Qiqi didn't know that this expensive watch had an even more expensive meaning.

She was only listening to the little dirty turtle's non-stop dissuasion. "Master, don't throw it away. The sapphire purity on this dial is very high. It's useful for our color points conversion… In the future, when you activate your appraisal skill, we can also gamble stones and get more gems…"

Once the little dirty turtle mentioned the activation of a skill.

Gu Qiqi's interest was piqued.

She thought that her popularity score was going to hit 100,000 soon.

She could use awesome skills now.

Then, what should be the first skill she activated?

Initially, she had planned on developing her medical expertise. But now, she realized that martial arts and appraisal were also extremely attractive… It was truly a headache.

Once a person had too many choices, it was a sweet pain.

She was in a dilemma.

Suddenly, in the silent car, Gong Jue said coldly, "What's the use of saying thank you? I don't want such hypocritical emotions. If you want to thank me, then do something real…"

"What… What do you want me to do?"

Gu Qiqi licked her lips.

Suddenly, she felt that the air had turned dry.

Had her mouth gone dry?

Why did she feel that Gong Jue's question had an… unusual meaning?

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