Fake Powerful Woman
8 : The old lady is here

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After leaving the bridal shop, Song Qiaoen's hand never left the check. From time to time, he would raise his hands and place the check under the bright sunlight.

She used her Jade Eyes to look at the elegant handwriting on the check. She brought the check close to her lips and gave it a light kiss.

Le Tingchen glanced at her coldly, then strode past her.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute."

Song Qiaoen, who had come back to his senses, quickly followed the man's footsteps and put on his coat in a hurry. A few strands of hair were pulled on the zipper of his coat.

With a tug, a lock of hair was caught in his palm.

Although Le Tingchen had been looking ahead, he still saw everything from the corner of his eye. He quickened his pace with a pale face.

"Big Boss, where are we going now?”

"Send you home."

When he heard this, Song Qiaoen was stunned for a moment. He quickly walked forward and hugged his arm with both hands." I don't want to go back so early. Is today's mission so simple?"

Is it easy to complete?"

He didn't say anything and just shook off her touch in frustration.

However, Song Qiaoen was like a sticky gum that couldn't be shaken off.

"I'm a trustworthy person after all. I'm taking someone's money to help others eliminate disasters. This is professional ethics..."

"Hello? Le Tingchen, did you hear me?”

"I…"

Le Tingchen suddenly felt a little regretful. Why did he choose Song Qiaoen to replace Fang Han?

If Fang Han didn't wake up, then wouldn't he have no way to get rid of Song Qiaoen?

He didn't really want to talk to her, so he bent down and slid into the car. Song Qiaoen was afraid that he would be shaken off, so he got into the car and tied it up obediently.

Seat belt.

"Where are we going?" She turned to look at him and repeated the question patiently, her bright eyes filled with anticipation.

Le Tingchen pursed his lips. His eyes were as cold as ever. He stepped on the accelerator with his right foot and turned the steering wheel with his left hand. At this moment, his phone suddenly vibrated.

He stood up.

He was already in an extremely bad mood, not only because of the woman sitting next to him, but also because of the notice he received from the hospital early in the morning.

Fang Han's right brain was severely damaged. Even if she really woke up, she would probably lose a part of her memory. This bad news had indeed dealt a huge blow to him, so

His tone naturally became much more solemn.

"What is it?"

When Le Tingchen's deep and hoarse voice rang out in Yang Shuo's phone, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and the hot coffee splashed on his face.

But he couldn't care less because there was something more important right now…

"CEO Le, the old madam is here…"

Slash!

Le Tingchen stepped on the brakes, and with the help of inertia, Song Qiaoen's body uncontrollably rushed forward. His forehead hit the windshield with a bang.

Then, her back hit the back of the chair heavily, and a heart-wrenching pain came…

Song Qiaoen held his forehead in grievance and looked at Le Tingchen beside him with a sullen expression. He was safe and sound, but no one could do that.

She could feel the cold aura emanating from the man's body.

On the other end of the phone, Yang Shuo mustered his courage and said," The old madam said that if you don't come, he won't leave…"

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