The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Ou Jue’s impossibly handso face.
Qiao Qianmo was so happy she could practically lose her mind.
Brother Ou Jue had co to pick her up and take her ho.
He really ca.
Seeing Qiao Qianmo frozen in place, Ou Jue’s pitch-black eyes swept over to her. His tone was neither warm nor cold as he said, "Still not getting in? Do you want to co down and invite you personally?"
"No, no." Qiao Qianmo frantically shook her head and quickly stepped forward.
She opened the passenger-side door and got in.
What could be more satisfying than sitting side by side with the boy you like?
Finally, the passenger seat in Brother Ou Jue’s car was hers.
But...
"Brother Ou Jue, why aren’t you driving your Lamborghini?"
This Porsche was just a backup car for the Ou Family.
Ou Jue’s exclusive ride had always been that Lamborghini...
"Sent it to the auto shop for maintenance," Ou Jue said flatly.
Oh, so that’s why.
It didn’t matter, there would be plenty of chances to ride in it in the future.
Qiao Qianmo nodded and buckled her seatbelt, her voice slightly shy as she asked, "So... where are we going? Should we grab dinner?"
In just one day, Qiao Qianmo had completely gotten accustod to the role of being Ou Jue’s girlfriend.
Ou Jue, however, indifferently uttered two words: "Going ho."
Still distant.
But that was exactly how her Brother Ou Jue should be.
Qiao Qianmo didn’t say much more, sitting obediently.
After all, Ou Jue had just broken up with Xia Xiyan, so it was natural for him to be in a bad mood.
She thought accompanying him in silence was good enough; there was plenty of ti ahead. One day, she would completely replace Xia Xiyan.
Just thinking about it made Qiao Qianmo feel ecstatic.
She looked out the window.
Outside, a light drizzle pattered against the glass.
Xia Xiyan, you’re probably hiding sowhere crying right now, aren’t you?
Oh, how I wish you could see how perfect I look standing next to Brother Ou Jue. It would drive you mad.
A faint but triumphant smile curled at the corners of her lips. Deep inside, Qiao Qianmo felt an overwhelming gratitude toward Mrs. Susan.
All those bone marrow donations—none of them were in vain. All those hardships I endured weren’t for nothing.
Everything was worth it.
When they arrived back at the Ou Family mansion, Ou Jue coldly disappeared upstairs to the second floor.
Qiao Qianmo walked to Susan’s side and sighed.
Susan: "What are you sighing for? Tomorrow, Ou Jue will host a press conference to publicly confirm your engagent. And besides, he ca to pick you up today—aren’t you happy?"
Feeling a little down, Qiao Qianmo murmured, "Brother Ou Jue did co to pick up, but he barely spoke to the entire ride."
"Why the rush? Leave everything to your godmother." Susan reassured her confidently. "I’ve got your back in everything! Yesterday, that kid Ou Jue was still so stubborn, saying he’d never break up with Xia Xiyan in this lifeti. But as soon as I threatened to go to the dia and spill the truth, didn’t he obediently do exactly what I said?"
Exactly. That was how it should be.
The Ou Family—all of them should bend to her will!
Susan chuckled smugly, "I’d love to see the look on the Xia won’s faces right now. Xia Zhiyun always treated Ou Jue like her future son-in-law. Now, with her ’son-in-law’ snatched away by , Susan, I bet she’s fainted from anger! Hahaha..."
Listening to Susan’s words, Qiao Qianmo felt a little better herself. "Speaking of which, this afternoon Xia Xiyan is supposed to attend so event hosted by a real estate company..."
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anwhile—
The assistant glanced sideways at Xiyan, who was humming a little tune, looking particularly cheerful.
"Sumr, how are you so calm? Right now, the internet is flooded with news about your alleged affair!"
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