487: Why Did He Look Like a Slave?

Why Did He Look Like a Slave?

The car slowly stopped. Jian Ai quickly opened the door and got out of the car. She rushed into the yard without looking back.1

Ji Haoyu looked at her fleeing back and smiled.

When she reached home, Jian Ai changed out of her dirty clothes and shoes and took a shower, worriedly. Over half an hour later, she changed into a clean set of clothes and went out.

Outside the door, Ji Haoyu was leaning against the car door and making a call. When he saw Jian Ai come out, he said into the phone, "I have something on now. Let's talk later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up.

Jian Ai took a deep breath and walked forward. "Why haven't you left?"

Ji Haoyu shrugged his shoulders roguishly and didn't answer. "Aren't you going out? I'll give you a lift!"

"No need," Jian Ai said coldly and turned to leave.

Ji Haoyu's voice sounded again. "Do you want history to repeat itself again? There are many waterholes on this road."

Jian Ai: "…"

She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Ji Haoyu with a gloomy expression, but she met his shameless smile.

A dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. How could this person be so thick-skinned?

She only lowered her head to look at the clothes she had just changed into. Jian Ai struggled for a long time in her heart. In the end, she still returned to the car and stared fiercely at Ji Haoyu. However, her hands pulled the door open roughly.

"Wait!"

Ji Haoyu suddenly said. Without waiting for Jian Ai to react, he pulled open the door of the driver's seat and entered the car. He found a white silk handkerchief from somewhere and carefully wiped the seat Jian Ai had just sat in.

Jian Ai looked at the mud spots she had left on the seat that Ji Haoyu was wiping ever so seriously. Her expression was as if she had seen a ghost.

Was she blind?

Young Master Ji was wiping her seat?

On the other hand, Ji Haoyu, who had finished wiping the seat, was stunned. What the hell was he doing?

Jian Ai immediately smiled coldly. She glanced at Ji Haoyu with an expression that said, "At least you know your place." Then, she sat into the car unceremoniously.

Ji Haoyu came back to his senses and felt a trace of embarrassment for the first time.

His action just now made him look like a slave!

"Seat belt!" Ji Haoyu closed the car door and reminded her.

Jian Ai turned around and ignored him, let alone talk to him.

Seeing this, a sly smile filled Ji Haoyu's eyes. In the next second, the car shot out like an arrow.

"Ah!"

Jian Ai couldn't help but scream. Her hands instinctively grabbed the armrest above her. She turned around and shouted at Ji Haoyu, "Ji Haoyu! Do you want us to die? Slow down!"

The roads in South City were dilapidated. Although the sports car was stable, it could not withstand such a fast speed. For a moment, Jian Ai's head shook, and she felt her stomach churning.

Fortunately, her breasts were real. Otherwise, silicone breasts would move out of place.

As the car flew, Jian Ai quickly pulled the seat belt and fastened it. Then, she fixed herself on the seat.

At the same time, Ji Haoyu slowed the car down!

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Jian Ai didn't have a ponytail today. At that moment, her hair was messy like a female ghost, while resentment and anger filled her entire body.

Ji Haoyu's good-looking eyebrows raised slightly, and a smug smile appeared on his lips. "Yes."

Without waiting for Jian Ai to get angry, Ji Haoyu suddenly said in a serious tone, "Where are we going?"

Ji Haoyu easily suppressed Jian Ai's anger in her chest again. She would feel miserable regardless if she vented her anger or not.

"North City." Jian Ai gritted her teeth, but she thought to herself that if he dared to do these childish actions to tease her again, she would slap him outside the car!

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