Qiao Yanze stared at her expressionlessly for a while and sneered, “Very good. You’re indeed the woman Shiting has fallen for. You’re bold.”
Ye Shengge gritted her teeth.
She had fallen for him, but what did he mean by that? Qiao Yanze was so despicable that he would only let it go if he pierced her heart.
“Fourth Young Master, you’re indeed the man Li Yinian dumped,” Ye Shengge retorted. “I’m amazed by how shameless and unscrupulous you are.”
Come on, let’s hurt each other!
The man pursed his lips and looked pained.
“Very well,” he said gently and stood up. “We’ll see.”
He then glared at Ye Shengge and strode out.
After Qiao Yanze left, Ye Shengge sat on the chair, her face pale.
Qiao Yanze had said the time and place so clearly, which meant… it was true.
Ji Shiting was really dating another woman.
It wasn’t that she hadn’t thought of this day before, but she hadn’t expected it to be so soon, nor had she expected it to hurt so much.
She had been trying not to pay attention to his news these days, but Qiao Yanze had caught her off guard and made her dizzy and about to cry.
After a while, she gathered her strength, walked out of the meeting room and returned to work.
…
She and Lin Ran returned to Ming Building in the evening.
Lin Ran was in charge of driving, and Ye Shengge felt a sharp pain in her temple as she sat in the front passenger seat. However, she didn’t dare close her eyes, afraid that she would fall asleep.
Her second personality hadn’t come out these days, perhaps because she was immersed in work, but she still didn’t dare to let her guard down.
It was winter, and the sky turned dark very quickly. Halfway through the drive, night fell, and the street lamps lit up one after another. Before long, it started to rain.
Ye Shengge stared at the rain outside the window in a daze. Lin Ran suddenly exclaimed, “Sister Shengge, I think I’m on the wrong path!”
“It’s fine,” Ye Shengge said. “Let’s take a detour. There’s no rush.”
“Okay,” Lin Ran answered. She turned the steering wheel and drove into a remote road.
However, the car stopped shortly after.
Lin Ran was dazed. She tried to start the car again, but there was no reaction.
p、A,nd A-n、o、ve,1 She said, “Sister Shengge, the car seems to have broken down…”
Ye Shengge finally understood what it meant to be in trouble. She stroked her forehead and said, “Call the towing company. Let’s wait here for a bit.”
She suddenly recalled how Ji Shiting had used the excuse that his car had broken down to create a chance to spend time with her, and his words had come true, but they had come true for her.
Ye Shengge felt ridiculous.
Lin Ran was on the phone, and she suddenly felt upset, so she pushed open the door and got out. After all, this road was remote, and not many cars passed by.
The fine rain fell on her face, bringing about a strange excitement.
At this moment, a luxurious black car drove over, and the light from the headlights blinded her.
Then, the car lights went off, and the car stopped beside her.
“What’s wrong, Shiting?” A woman’s gentle voice sounded. “We haven’t reached our destination yet, have we?”
Ye Shengge felt as if her heart was being grabbed by a big hand.
