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However, as if she didn't hear the driver's words, Su Jingya still walked forward boldly with a pale face.

Who the hell was Huangfu Yu?

If he told her to get off, she would have to get off. If he told her to get on, she would have to get on?!

What did she take Su Jingya for?!

Subordinate?!

Or, whatever he said, she had to listen to him. Puppet?!

I am truly sorry, she, Su Jingya, is a person who thinks, thinks, and is alive.

He would absolutely not change his opinion just because of his subjective awareness.

"Creak ~ ~ ~"

However, when she realized something, she suddenly stopped.

Her thin eyebrows were deeply furrowed, as if she could not believe her own emotions.

Since when did she tacitly acknowledge herself to be Su Jingya?! And, you call me Su Jingya?!

She was clearly Su Xiaoya, not Su Jingya …

As for the driver, he politely advised when he saw that she was unwilling to get on the car, "Miss Su, it's very late now. The suburbs are very cold. If you get sick and catch a cold, the Young Master Yu will skin us alive and extract our bones. "

Su Jingya deeply furrowed her brows and pondered for a long time. Finally, she irritably prepared to walk forward again.

But when the driver saw her, he raised his hand and tugged at her arm, ready to persuade her to get in.

Su Jingya, on the other hand, hated being touched by another man and shook off his hand with all his might. With bloodshot eyes, he stared at the driver and roared loudly: "Don't touch me! "If you want to get in the car, get in the car. I didn't tell you to keep following me."

Finished, Su Jingya glared at the driver with hatred, and walked around him, ready to leave.

The driver saw that Su Jingya had a stubborn face and from the start, he had no intention to get on the carriage.

Thus, he got out of the car, walked to Su Jingya and blocked him in front of him with three steps, then politely said: "Miss Su, he told me to bring you back at the appointed time. I hope you don't make things difficult for me, or else my fate will be a bit miserable. Miss Su, this way, please. "

The driver nodded towards Su Jingya, and used his hand to gesture "please".

Su Jingya was not clear why she hated the control of others so much, she hated the feeling of not having the slightest bit of freedom in her life. She glared at the two drivers in front of her and asked coldly: "What if I don't get on the cars? What are you planning to do?! "

The two drivers looked at each other, and in the end, the second driver's face was not as clear as before, and he indifferently said: "If Miss Su does not get on, I'm afraid … We'll force you to get in the car. "

"…" When Su Jingya heard this, she could not help but sneer.

Sure enough, a man as domineering and cold as Huangfu Yu, and even the driver beside him, were cold and indifferent.

Su Jingya reached out to push away the two men in front of her, intending to leave.

She didn't want to get on the car, so she wanted to see what methods they would use to force her. Force her.

As for the two drivers, seeing that Su Jingya had no intention to take the initiative to enter, they secretly frowned, and in the end, looked at each other. Their actions were identical: one of them grabbed Su Jingya's arm, and turned to walk towards the car.

Although it had only been a week since they had joined Huangfu Yu's side, after they had successfully applied for the job, they had trained for three consecutive days. It was so big that if they were to face danger, how should they handle it, ranging from Huangfu Yu's temper and habits.

Therefore, they could be considered to understand Huangfu Yu.

As long as they didn't complete the task that he had instructed them to do, they … He must be dead.

Huangfu Yu gave each of his employees a very high salary. No matter if it was the employees of the company, or the servants of the family, or even the workers who came to the villa to collect trash everyday, their wages were all higher than others.

Huangfu Yu helping out in large numbers was not to show how much money he had, it was the simplest way to reduce the trouble. If some money could solve a problem, he naturally would not use any energy other than money to deal with it.

Since the salary was so high, the requirements were naturally higher than others.

In addition to technology, one must also possess a strong enough psychological tolerance.

Everyone would be happy to take a lot of money, but as long as they could not complete the mission, or perhaps did not meet Huangfu Yu's expectations, they would be in deep sorrow.

"What are you doing?! Let me go! " Su Jingya saw that the driver was holding her forcefully, and wanted to push her into the car. Su Jingya was immediately enraged.

Her eyes were bloodshot as she struggled with all her might.

The two drivers were very strong. They dragged her to the door, opened the door, and rudely pushed her in.

Su Jingya saw that she was about to be stuck inside, so she did her best to retreat. Her hands tightly pressed against the door frame, preventing the driver from getting in.

After a dispute with the driver, her high heels, her slender heels, turned soft and crooked. With a "dong", she fell heavily onto her knees on the hard asphalt road. The rough pavement grinded against her palms and knees.

"…"

"…"

The scene suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

After a long while, the driver finally recovered from his shock and asked in panic: "Miss Su, are you alright?!"

"Miss Su, are you alright?! I'm sorry, we didn't mean to. There's medicine in the car, we'll help you deal with it! "

The two drivers frantically ran to the simple medical kit in the car and helped Su Jingya to treat her wounds. However, Su Jingya looked at them ferociously and roared: "Scram — —"

11 PM.

When Su Jingya returned to the "Royal House", inside the villa, the lights were not on.

She stood by the door and used her key to open it. "Ding ding dong dong", she changed her shoes and prepared to go upstairs.

As she walked upstairs, she switched on the light on the stairs.

After the night breeze and her depressed mood, Su Jingya felt very uncomfortable. His throat was dry, as if there was something stuck in it.

Drowsy, she went up to the second floor and turned into the room without looking up.

"Where did he go?!" Huangfu Yu's cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded out from the corridor.

Hearing this, Su Jingya suddenly raised her head. Only then did she notice: Huangfu Yu was holding a black bathrobe, holding a goblet in her hands. Standing at the fence, with both hands supporting herself on the armrest, she bent down slightly, and looked down at the living room.

Perhaps it was because he had just taken a bath, but his hair was still wet and crystal clear as water droplets snaked down his sugar-colored skin one after another.

Borrowing the light cast from the stairs, Su Jingya looked at the man who was only four or five meters away from her and frowned slightly.

Instead of answering his question, Su Jingya walked towards the room expressionlessly.

Seeing that he did not say anything, Huangfu Yu nodded his head lightly and snorted: "Very good, don't say anything."