Daddy Always Gets Jealous

Qiao Qiao smiled, ”I applied to study abroad a while ago, thinking it was a long shot, but the acceptance letter came.”

Che Huan bit her lip tightly, could it be because of what happened yesterday?

Thinking about the things Qiao Qiao said to Gu Jizhou the day before, it felt strange, and she couldn’t figure it out even after pondering all night.

Qiao Qiao didn’t bring it up again, probably not wanting to tell her, and she didn’t plan to ask.

Qiao Qiao patted Che Huan on the shoulder, ”Are you going to miss me?”

Che Huan looked at Qiao Qiao, ”Is it really not because of me?”

Qiao Qiao efficiently gathered a stack of books together, ”What does it have to do with you? Alright, stop frowning all the time, you’re too young to be looking like an old granny.”

Che Huan gave Qiao Qiao a glare.

Qiao Qiao hugged Che Huan, ”I have a plane to catch tonight, see you in three years.”

Tonight? So soon!

See you in three years!

A wave of melancholy rose in Che Huan’s heart, ”That long? Won’t you come back in between?”

”You know I’m poor! If nothing unexpected happens, I should be back after three years, maybe even as a renowned surgeon.” Qiao Qiao finished packing her things, looked at Che Huan, ”I’ve still got some things to sort out, I’m heading back first, we’ll touch base tonight. I’m leaving the car keys with you, don’t despise it just because it’s old, and get your driving license soon.”

”Hmm, I’ll take you to the airport tonight.”

Che Huan watched as Qiao Qiao shouldered her bag and left with a pile of books, feeling down. Even if Qiao Qiao wouldn’t admit it, she always felt that her departure from Hong Kong had something to do with herself, and guilt surged within her.

She also hadn’t expected that she, who had never studied nursing, would start working as a nurse. Would she be able to do it?

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That evening, after seeing off Qiao Qiao and returning from the airport to her place, it was already eleven o’clock.

She exited the elevator and saw Gu Jizhou standing at the door. Che Huan glared at him resentfully, ”Was it you who urged Qiao Qiao to go abroad?”

Gu Jizhou didn’t deny it, ”Yes!”

Che Huan stood there looking at Gu Jizhou, her chest heaving, really wanting to rush into the bedroom, grab a kitchen knife, and chop him up, dying together with him. But then, thinking of her uncle, Wen Nuan, and her aunt, she slowly regained her rationality and stood there, closing her eyes gradually:

Qiao Qiao, I’m sorry!

Gu Jizhou sneered coldly, ”If you want her to have a better time abroad, you’d better break it off with your friend. Otherwise, with how chaotic things are overseas, I can’t guarantee you won’t see Qiao Qiao’s name on some terrorist attack list one day.”

”You’re such a bastard!” Che Huan angrily exclaimed, raising her hand, and with a ”smack,” she slapped Gu Jizhou across the face!

The force of the slap numbed her arm!

Gu Jizhou stood there, his face growing colder bit by bit, as he gripped Che Huan’s arm tightly, leaving a circle of bruising, ”Good to know, you’d best remember what I said today. Don’t dirty your body any further.”

”Sorry, it’s already too late, I’ve already slept with Lawyer Qin,” Che Huan said with a radiant smile, her voice softer and more melodious.

Gu Jizhou remained silent, standing there, his gaze on Che Huan dark and brooding.

After a long while, Yan Ran smiled, ”Can you guarantee Qiao Qiao’s safety?”

Gu Jizhou stared at Yan Ran, letting go of her wrist, a dull pain in his chest, ”That depends on what you do.”

”Fine, I got it, now get lost, I don’t want to see you at all right now! From now on, I will have nothing to do with Qin Shaojin.” Che Huan brushed past Gu Jizhou, taking the keys to open the door.

”Alright, I’ll wait to hear from you.” Gu Jizhou glanced at Che Huan’s retreating figure, even though she had referred to that person as Qin Shaojin, he still didn’t believe it!

”But he has always been in my heart.” Che Huan entered, turned back to look once more, and then firmly closed the door behind her.

In her heart?

Encountering Huo Jinnan, which woman wouldn’t hold him in her heart?