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Qi Chengzhi walked past her and towards his own car.

Song Yu was anxious, she turned and grabbed onto his sleeves, "Young Master Cheng, I'm sorry, I sincerely apologize to you. I misunderstood you, I'm really sorry."

Qi Chengzhi stopped and turned to look at her. He looked for a long time and caused Song Yu to panic.

After a long while, he finally opened his mouth and asked, "Can you drive?"

"Yes." Song Yu nodded.

Although she didn't have a car, she had to take the driver's license test to find a job.

Qi Chengzhi then shoved the car keys into her hands, "You drive, I'll drink tonight, I can't drive. I have a headache right now. If you have anything to say, send me back first. "

Song Yu was stunned for two seconds, and also smelled the faint scent of alcohol and tobacco from his body.

But compared to the few people who shouted while they left, Qi Chengzhi's demeanor was already too good.

"Where's your driver?" she asked.

"Chang Leica got diarrhea at night and asked for leave." After Qi Chengzhi finished speaking, he turned around and went to the other side of the car, opened the door, and sat down.

Song Yu was driven onto the bed and sat in the driver's seat, starting the car, hearing Qi Chengzhi's list of names, he stepped on the throttle and left.

Not long after they left, Chang Xie returned with a jog. In this cold winter night, he also broke out in a cold sweat.

He was carrying the bag of the pharmacy in his hands. When he was at the door, Qi Chengzhi told him to buy a bottle of the antidote, but there was no medicine store nearby. Chang Xie ran for a few streets before finding a pharmacy, afraid that Qi Chengzhi would be impatient from waiting, and ran back in the wind.

But after looking around, he did not see Qi Chengzhi or his car.

Chang Xie couldn't help but to call Qi Chengzhi, extremely worried that he had failed his duty, "Young Master Cheng, where are you? "Why is the car gone too?"

Inside the carriage, Qi Chengzhi was extremely calm and collected, "If you have diarrhea, then rest well, if it's really bad, then go to the hospital and check, I don't think you need to worry about me."

After saying that, he hung up.

Chang Xie stared at his phone messily in the wind. Could it be that his phone was broken?

What was Young Master Cheng saying just now?

Chang Leica called for help again, "Thank you for your help, but he …"

Inside the carriage, Qi Chengzhi hung up and did not speak again. He really could not stand this awkward atmosphere, and did not know whether he had forgiven her or not.

Stealthily glancing at Qi Chengzhi's stern face, Song Yu said with her chest beating the drum: "Hehe, I never thought that Young Master would be so considerate towards this subordinate."

"Well, that's why I'm so much loved by the staff." Hearing his tone, he was truly determined like never before.

"…" Song Yu almost stepped on the brakes because of his words. Luckily, she managed to hold it in, but she couldn't help but glance at him.

This person was so narcissistic, how could he be so shameless?

"What are you looking at?" Qi Chengzhi's eyes slightly narrowed.

"No, I just feel that having a boss as good as Young Master Cheng is really not bad." Song Yu said dryly, she couldn't just say how shameless she felt that Yue Yang was a narcissist.

"Yes." Qi Chengzhi responded indifferently, he closed his eyes and started to ponder.

As to why he said "yeah", Song Yu felt that for a man like Qi Chengzhi, it was best not to think too much into it.

The car drove to Qi Chengzhi's house and stopped in the garage. Song Yu followed Qi Chengzhi up the elevator.

He was like a small follower the whole time, keeping his head down and following every step he took.

Entering the room, Qi Chengzhi turned on the lights, Song Yu couldn't help but look at the furnishings inside.

The furnishings of his house were simple, clean, and cold. They were typical of a man's residence, devoid of any random trinkets that a woman would like to see. It looked like a model house, even though it was of a superior quality.

The furniture here were all high-grade goods. Although Song Yu was involved in architectural design, she still had some knowledge of the interior decorations and brands, and was able to tell that even the most unsightly ashtray in Qi Chengzhi's shop had more than ten thousand dollars worth of furniture.

"As you wish. I'm going to take a bath." Qi Chengzhi said, he untied his tie and casually threw his jacket on the sofa, then returned to his room.

Song Yu thought about what happened to Qi Chengzhi the last time she took a bath, and her face started to turn hot.

She patted her own face to wake herself up, but her cheeks were even redder from her slapping.

She walked alone to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Surprisingly, it was filled with ingredients.

Beverages, fruits, vegetables, and meat were all there.

It seemed that the servants he hired had been replenishing the goods.

Song Yu picked the ingredients needed to concoct the Decoction and prepared to cook a bowl of Decoction for Qi Chengzhi.

When Qi Chengzhi finished showering, he realized that there was no trace of Song Yu in the living room, but his bag was still there.

Following the voice, he found the kitchen, saw that Song Yu's back was facing the kitchen door as it was cooking, and quietly went back to the living room. Even Song Yu did not know that he came.

Song Yu returned to the living room with the soup and saw that Qi Chengzhi was sitting on the sofa after washing up.

His hair was half dry, his clothes were casual, and he didn't look like someone who dressed smartly like when he was outside. The fact that he looked like he had returned to the human world through the smoke and fire of the sky made Song Yu a little uncomfortable for a moment.