Half an hour later.
Qin Qingqing watched Shi Xi walking out of the villa, dragging a suitcase and smiling radiantly.
She felt a little guilty in her heart for interrupting their mont, and couldn’t bear to see the joy on Shi Xi’s face turn into disappointnt.
"Ziye, you..."
Sure enough, when Shi Xi saw her sitting in the passenger seat, the smile on her face froze instantly.
She turned to look at Mo Ziye standing in front of the car. The handso man t Shi Xi’s questioning and slightly disappointed gaze with calm ease, raising his eyebrow casually.
He reached out to take the suitcase from her hand, "Qingqing and I have to go to S City. I thought since you need to go there for filming, you could join us. Get in the car."
"I..."
"Sit in the back. It’s a long trip, and it’ll be more comfortable if you need rest."
Shi Xi’s disappointnt faded with Mo Ziye’s considerate words, "Ziye, it’s a ten-hour drive to S City, are you sure you’re okay driving the whole way?"
"There’s also Qingqing. She’ll drive if I’m tired. You don’t need to worry about that."
Mo Ziye’s deep voice carried the chill of autumn, yet to Shi Xi, each word felt thoughtful.
Soon, Qingqing would take over driving, allowing him to sit in the back.
When the divider was raised, they could do whatever they wanted in the back.
So what if Qin Qingqing was around?
So what if she had been by Mo Ziye’s side for more than ten years?
She had no relation to Mo Ziye anymore and would soon be their driver.
Thinking of this, the mood lifted that had montarily sunk due to Qin Qingqing’s presence.
Shi Xi proactively greeted Qin Qingqing, "Miss Qin, hello."
"Hello, Miss Shi."
Qin Qingqing replied with a courteous smile. For most of the trip, Shi Xi kept looking for topics to chat about with Mo Ziye.
She talked about Haochen at one mont, her filming at another... It took a whole hour before she started to feel a bit tired.
Since getting into the car, Qin Qingqing had closed her eyes to rest.
Not listening, asking, or even watching them.
There was a strange atmosphere among the three people in the car.
Shi Xi glanced at Qin Qingqing a few tis, unwilling to see her sitting so comfortably in the passenger seat, sleeping contently.
Three hours later, she deliberately raised her voice, asking with concern, "Ziye, you must be tired after driving for so long. How about I take over for a while?"
"You have to film tomorrow, so you should rest well now."
Mo Ziye said, turning to the slowly opening eyes of Qin Qingqing, "Cold? If you’re cold, have Shi Xi take out a blanket from the back to cover you."
"No, I’m not cold. I’ll drive, you should take a break."
"Are you sure?"
Mo Ziye asked softly.
"I drove myself all the ti abroad."
"Okay, you drive for a bit, and then I’ll take over later."
Mo Ziye stopped the car by the roadside, unbuckled the seatbelt, and got out.
In the back seat, a hint of excitent appeared in Shi Xi’s eyes as she eagerly watched Mo Ziye get out.
She could enjoy a ’world for two’ with him while Qin Qingqing acted as the driver.
But what she didn’t expect was that after Qin Qingqing got into the driver’s seat, Shi Xi opened the car door for Mo Ziye, who smiled, saying, "Qingqing hasn’t driven dostically for four years. For our shared safety, I’ll sit in the front. You take out a small blanket and nap for a while; there’s really nothing to see at night."
"Ziye, I’m not tired. Co sit in the back, and we can chat."
"We can chat anyti. If your life were in Qingqing’s hands, I’d regret it for a lifeti."
Mo Ziye said and shut the car door, walked around the front of the car, and sat in the passenger seat.
"Then, how about I drive the car?"
Shi Xi said, feeling a bit frustrated.
"It’s nightti now and not safe. After your filming, you can take around S City."
"Will you stay in S City for many days?"
"Not sure."
The corner of Mo Ziye’s eye swept over Qin Qingqing who was driving and focused intently on the road ahead.
Not listening to him or Shi Xi’s conversation.
A hint of coldness swept across the depths of his eyes.
With an expression slightly indifferent and cool, "Shi Xi, it’s best you take a nap."
"Alright, then I’ll sleep for a while."
Shi Xi, hearing the change in his tone, pressed her lips together and agreed quietly.
Half an hour later, Shi Xi indeed fell asleep.
In the passenger seat, Mo Ziye’s voice sounded calmly, "Stop over up ahead, I’ll take over."
"I’m not tired yet. I’ll drive a bit more; you take a break. The drive still has a few hours left, and I can’t last until the end."
Qin Qingqing finally turned to et Mo Ziye’s gaze.
The depths of his eyes were as impenetrably dark as a night without stars. She glanced at them for a mont and then looked away.
"I’m not going to sleep. Drive for another hour, and then I’ll take over."
Qin Qingqing neither agreed nor refused, seemingly accepting his plan.
After a few minutes, seeing that he didn’t close his eyes, she asked seemingly casually, "The day I returned to the country, did you go to the cetery to see my mom?"
"Yes, Zhang Minghui told your flight was at six in the evening. I thought you might be scared to go at night, so I went ahead to tell Aunt An you were back."
Mo Ziye wasn’t surprised she guessed that the flower bouquet placed before Aunt An’s grave was from him.
As he spoke, he slightly turned around, his gaze gentle while he looked at her.
Qin Qingqing’s heart skipped a beat.
Whether from his words or the sudden look he gave her.
She sensed his clear and masculine scent perating the air around her nose.
"In these four years, did you go often?"
"You weren’t there, so I obviously went often."
That day, her dad almost let slip sothing, of which Qingqing was actually aware.
She rely pretended not to know.
An indistinct ache erged at the spot where her heart lay, gradually spreading with the ache becoming clearer.
"Brother Ziyi, go sleep. I’ll wake you up when I get tired."
There was a touch of warmth and gentleness in Qin Qingqing’s voice.
Mo Ziye’s eyes deepened, then he curled his lips into a smile, "Forget it. If I really do sleep, it feels like I’m bullying you."
"..."
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Outside the Qin villa.
Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran turned to head ho.
"Ranran, if you’re worried, I’ll call Ziye and ask him what’s going on?"
Earlier, Wen Ran intended to visit the Qin family to check on Qingqing, but the servant told them that Qingqing had left in Young Master Yi’s car in the afternoon.
She hadn’t co back yet.
There was a faint worry on Wen Ran’s brow, "I’m uneasy about Ziye. On the one hand, he’s involved with Shi Xi; on the other, he’s causing trouble for Qingqing. If he truly can’t let go of Qingqing, he shouldn’t keep Shi Xi around."
Mo Xiuchen couldn’t bear to see his Ranran worry and quickly said, "I’ll call Mo Ziye now and have him break up with Shi Xi imdiately, or else he’ll have to stay away from Qingqing. Will that be okay?"
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