Chapter 14 (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Without waiting for Master Qiao to continue speaking, Ye Jiaqi’s scalp began to feel numb.

The sunlight out was particularly bright. It was bright to the extent that she couldn’t open her eyes.

She didn’t dare to look at the car. Her subconsciousness was telling her to hide from it!

In the past, when she lived at the Qiao Residence, she was not afraid of Qiao Sinian at all. In fact, sometimes, she even dared to confront him.

However, that was only limited to the past. In the present, she knew how much he hated her.

And of course, she also didn’t like him as much.

Between them, the only thing that remained was a debt of blood.

There was no wind at the end of summer. The leaves did not rustle and dust-covered every leaf. It seemed as if the trees were lazily bowing their heads.

The door next to the driver opened and a man stepped out.

Meng Chen strode over to Ye Jiaqi and said, “Miss Ye, please get into the car.”

If she were to interpret it nicely, it would be ‘please’. However, if she were to interpret it badly, it would be called ‘forced’.

In the presence of Qiao Sinian’s obscene power, Ye Jiaqi could always only give in!

Meng Chen took the initiative to open the back seat door for Ye Jiaqi —

As soon as the door opened, Ye Jiaqi saw Qiao Sinian.

His face was calm and not a single expression could be read from it. However, his eyes showed an unbounded depth to them.

Qiao Sinian coldly looked at her before dropping his gaze to the empty seat next to him: “Sit down.”

Although Ye Jiaqi had no way out. She still held her ground and shook her head.

“Master Qiao. We don’t know each other well, I still need to go back to work.”

“You go try then,” Qiao Sinian said.

Behind her, Meng Chen’s tall body blocked her only way out.

Ye Jiaqi felt as though she was sinking into an ice cellar. She was conflicted as there was no correct option to take.

As she had no real option, the only thing she could do was enter Master Qiao’s Rolls-Royce.

The moment Ye Jiaqi sat down, Meng Chen immediately closed the door.

However, Meng Chen didn’t return to the car. Rather he walked towards where the Zun Huang Entertainment Group was situated.

“Drive,” Qiao Sinian ordered faintly.

“Yes, Master Qiao.”