Chapter 796: Chapter 796: Song Yinyin’s Fear
Wanqi Yihai watched him get into the car with the protection of bodyguards, and the luxurious car quickly left the street, heading towards a secluded exit.
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Beijing, a certain affluent district apartment.
After socializing tonight, Qiu Qianghai arrived here as if he knew the way by heart.
His assistant escorted him to the third-floor apartment of one of the buildings.
"Knock knock——"
The assistant skillfully knocked on the door.
This was the place where his boss had recently kept a girl, a golden cage for "darlings."
Speaking of darlings, from the assistant’s perspective, these girls simply seemed pitiable.
Others might not know, but he knew very well.
Every girl kept by the boss eventually left in disgrace.
They saw the boss as mice see a cat, or more accurately, as facing a beast, each treating the boss as a terrifying monster.
The door was soon opened from the inside, revealing the woman standing behind it.
Song Yinyin was wearing pajamas, and at first glance, she saw the assistant, then saw Qiu Qianghai behind him.
Her face immediately showed signs of apprehension, her eyes widened, and fear gleamed in her eyes.
Qiu Qianghai seemed not to notice, and he patted the assistant on the shoulder: "You can go back. Pick me up on time tomorrow."
"Yes, boss."
The assistant tactfully left downstairs.
Standing inside the door, Song Yinyin swallowed, opened the door wide, and stepped out, reaching to take the suit jacket draped over Qiu Qianghai’s arm.
"Hm?"
Just as she was about to touch this man’s clothing, a deep, slightly discontented voice sounded.
Song Yinyin immediately stepped back two steps.
Taking advantage of the space she made, Qiu Qianghai stepped into the room with long strides.
He went comfortably to the living room, placed the suit jacket from his arm on the back of the sofa, and leaned back on the couch to rest with his eyes closed.
Song Yinyin closed the door quietly and walked into the living room on tiptoe.
Looking at the man sitting on the sofa, her initial cunning and calculation were gone, and she quietly asked, "Mr. Qiu, would you like some water?"
Qiu Qianghai’s tightly closed eyes slowly opened.
He stared at the woman standing in front of the coffee table, his eyes flashing with sharpness and complexity.
"No need, go and prepare."
With that said, Qiu Qianghai continued resting with his eyes closed.
Song Yinyin’s face twisted slightly.
She bit her lip, her dangling hands clenched lightly into fists.
Standing in place for just a few seconds, she resignedly headed for the bedroom.
The short journey she took was very slow.
As if intentionally delaying time.
She was indeed stalling; just thinking about what was to come made her scalp tingle.
No matter how she delayed, what was meant to come would come eventually.
After a while, Song Yinyin emerged from the bedroom.
She had changed out of her previous comfortable clothes into a school uniform.
Even though Song Yinyin never attended high school, she knew about Beijing No.1 Middle School.
The uniform she wore was the standard attire for female students, with the school’s logo on the clothes.
As Song Yinyin walked back to the sofa, Qiu Qianghai seemed to sense something, and he opened his calm eyes.
Seeing Song Yinyin in the Beijing No.1 Middle School uniform with her hair in a ponytail, a wave of nostalgia and sorrow almost overflowed from Qiu Qianghai’s eyes.
His tranquil gaze turned deep and dark, like a swirling vortex that would scare anyone who looked into it.
Song Yinyin dared not meet his intense and penetrating gaze that seemed to see beyond her thoughts to someone else she missed.
If she had felt smug before about making such a deal with Omo’s boss, now she was filled with half regret.
PS: Truly going back home, updates have been unstable lately, want to spend more time with family~
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