C132

After finishing a dinner that was so depressing for both of them, Ihao personally drove her to school.

She wanted to refuse, but seeing that he was getting worse, she forced herself to get into the car.

Inside the car, neither of them took the initiative to speak, and the atmosphere inside slowly turned weird.

Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, Ihao tapped the steering wheel, glanced casually out of the window, and asked casually, "What time does school start today?" He actually knew it, but his mind was empty and he couldn't find anything to talk to her about.

Warmth kept his head down, his hands gripping the seat belt across her chest. When she heard his question, she looked up and blinked at him.

After a long silence, she replied in a somewhat stiff tone, "Five o'clock!"

"I'll pick you up at five!" Looking at Warm and cautious, Ihao felt uncomfortable. Did it take him so long to answer the questions about the time it would take to get out of school? He had been kind enough to pick her up after school, not to eat her. Why did he have to act like a burglar or something like that? Flowers … everyone was on their guard against him?

Ihao was extremely unhappy. He roared in his heart, and at the same time, he turned to glare at the woman beside him in displeasure. Meanwhile, Warmth was so frightened by his glare that he lowered his head.

Half a day later, Warmth whispered, "You don't need to pick me up, I have to go to work after school. Isn't it Thursday tomorrow?" I'm going to stay at school tonight... "

Hearing the warm words, Yi Hao frowned. At the same time, he couldn't help but clench his fist tightly.

This damned woman actually rejected him? Didn't she know how busy he was as the highest executor of the First International Group? If he wanted to pick her up, it should be a blessing she got from eight lifetimes. He actually dared to reject her?

He was tired of living!

Yi Hao was so angry that his teeth were itching. Looking at the woman's face in the rearview mirror, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore, so he drove to the side of the road. He turned his head and shouted to Warmth: "Warmth, what's the expression on your face now? "Am I really that scary?"

Originally, Warmth wasn't that afraid, but after being yelled at by Ihao like this, seeing his handsome face turn red from anger and veins popping out on his forehead, Warmth's little face immediately lost all color.

For a moment she didn't know what to say or do. She just strained every nerve in her body and looked at him warily.

"Cold and warm, I forbid you from looking at me with such an expression!" Not only did she not hide the fear in her face, Ihao told her even more. His eyes almost blazed with anger.

Warm tears welled in her eyes as she looked at his face, which was twisted with rage.

"..." Young Master... Why are you angry again? I... I didn't do anything wrong … " She really didn't know why he was suddenly so angry. She hadn't said anything, hadn't done anything, and why had he gotten angry at her for no reason at all?

Warmth shrank her neck miserably, pressing her whole body against the seat. Ihao could see her body. He was trembling slightly, and only then did he realize that he had scared her again.

He took a deep breath, and waited for the anger in his heart to be slightly suppressed before whispering, "Let me tell you, from now on, you are not allowed to show any fear in front of me!" "Also, from now on, you don't have to go out and work anymore!"

As he said that, Ihao took out a gold card from his pocket and handed it over to Warmth. Then he continued, "If you want money, just swipe this card! Every month, I will transfer you 3 million regularly. If you don't have 3 million every month, this card can be overdrawn! "

The moment she heard what he said, her jaw dropped. Ye Zichen looked at the gold card with a look of disbelief, but didn't recover for a long time.

Is his brain still functioning? Not only did he make her a young mistress, but he also made her … Three million yuan a month for pocket money?

Isn't this too unbelievable?

Could it be that she was dreaming?

With that in mind, Warmth reached out and twisted his hand in a place where he couldn't see her. Legs.

Ah--!" So painful!

There was a pain in her leg, and she almost cried out in pain, but at the same time the pain made her tears well up in her eyes.

She didn't dream? She wasn't dreaming?!

Why did Yi Hao's attitude toward him turn 180 degrees?

Sitting in the driver's seat, Ihao saw tears winking in the eyes of the woman in front of him, who had been pinching herself. The movement of his leg naturally did not escape his eyes. The corners of Yi Hao's mouth twitched as he looked at the somewhat white woman before him. His handsome face couldn't help but darken.

Did this woman think she was dreaming?

Could it be that from the moment she woke up, she was still in a fog and didn't know what was going on?

"Hot and cold, why are you pinching yourself? Is your brain still functioning? " Yi Hao speechlessly rolled his eyes at Warmth. At the same time, he directly stuffed the gold card into her hands.

The moment her warm hand touched the gold card, she quickly retracted her hand as if she was scalded. Kincaid fell right into the car.

"Young Master, I can't take it!" Warmth stooped and picked up the gold card, and handed it back to Iowa.

Looking at the gold card, Yi Hao suddenly felt very unhappy. Why did it feel like this woman was truly foreign to him? Was it really so strange between him and her? It had to be known that when he gave the gold cards to the women in the past, they were all grinning from ear to ear. Wasn't this spoiled young lady in front of him in need of money even more?

Could it be that she felt that it was too little? Or … Someone had given her money to use, but she despised his money?

Thinking about that, Yi Hao's eyes turned cold, and he sneered: "Don't you need money to get warm? Are you saying that you don't like my money? Or … You want to use other ways to get money from other men? "