Chapter 779 (1/2)
”Well, I'll see you at home tomorrow.”
”Well, let Miss Zhao rest early.”
”Well, first of all.”
Rong Jing put down her mobile phone, closed her magazine, sat there, and watched the night scene out of the window. Did she happen to be harassed?
--
the car sped in the dark.
Zhao ChuChu looks up at the man in front of him. The car has a good sealing performance. There is no noise outside. The car is very quiet.
There was no music either, as if their breath were clear and audible.
Zhao ChuChu suddenly felt very embarrassed and said to him, ”Hey, do you know where my family is? You just open like this and don't ask me.”
”Where do you live, Miss Zhao?” He actually asked honestly, which surprised and infuriated Zhao ChuChu. ”I said how can you be so --”
boring. Zhao ChuChu wanted to say it, but when he thought it was impolite to say it, he changed his way: ”well, go straight ahead and turn left on Jiangnan Avenue. I'll tell you then.”
”OK.”
Then there was silence. Zhao ChuChu was sitting in the back seat, holding his chest in his hands, looking out of the window at the street view that kept retreating, but he felt totally different.
Uncle Zhao often drives to pick her up, but she doesn't feel very embarrassed. It's not all drivers. Zhao ChuChu can't understand why her awkward mood comes.
”By the way, I found that you are good at martial arts,” Zhao ChuChu thought of the several times when the film was shooting, and immediately became interested.
”Miss Zhao is good at it.” I didn't expect that Zhao ChuChu had such ability.
”That's, I've been practicing taekwondo since I was a child, but compared with you, it's still a lot worse.” Zhao ChuChu looks weak, but in fact, she is very assertive. She immediately leans forward, puts her hand behind the driver's seat, and asks excitedly, ”have you practiced too?”
”Yes.”
”Have you ever been a soldier?”
Zhao ChuChu has a look in the rear-view mirror. He is shocked by the excited look on her face. Generally, Miss Qianjin has been cowering to one side when she meets this kind of fighting and killing. Unexpectedly, she is still interested.
”Yes, I did.”
”Special forces?”
”That's right.” The answer is ambiguous.
Zhao ChuChu is not satisfied: ”what is it? If it is done, it is done. If it is not done, it is not done. There is no such saying.”
”I used to be a mercenary,” she said
”Really, mercenaries?” In Zhao ChuChu's mind, he immediately came up with the appearance of a powerful American soldier. He was sharp, tall, powerful, full of blood and domineering.
She yearned for it, and at the same time was very strange: ”then why don't you join the army? Run to Gu Tianqing as a bodyguard. How can a bodyguard have the power of a mercenary? ”
In Zhao ChuChu's eyes, he was just an ordinary bodyguard, and the shadow was too lazy to explain. He simply said, ”I have to find a job to live with.”