Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

Lu Jinnian’s actions were swift and decisive, not giving Qiao Anhao any room for objection. He pushed her into the front passenger seat and returned to the driver seat.

He fasten his seat belt and slammed the accelerator. From the corner of his eye, he could see that Qiao Anhao had not fastened her seat belt. His fingers played with the steering wheel for a while before leaning over to her.

Qiao Anhao was shocked by his sudden closeness and since she couldn’t tell his intentions, she moved backwards instinctively.

Seeing her actions, Lu Jinnian couldn’t help feeling ridiculed. She hated his closeness so much?

His eyes dimmed instantly, his lips clenching tightly. He yanked the seatbelt beside her roughly and fastened it before retreating back swiftly. Back in his seat, his feet slammed into the accelerator once more. The car shot forward and if Qiao Anhao hadn’t had a fastened seatbelt, she would’ve toppled over.

This was the first time they had been alone after the night she had tried to stop their deal.

Qiao Anhao was at a loss. She remained silent and in the same position even after the car had went driven for a long time.

Silence fell in the car, only the rain drops against the windows and the radio advertisement breaking it.

Qiao Anhao didn’t dare to look at Lu Jinnian, so she turned her head slightly, observing him through the blurry side mirror. She could tell that he wasn’t in a good mood and her originally shaking nerves grew even more shaky. She gripped onto her bag and even her breathing became careful.

The tight atmosphere suffocated her. She desperately thought for a topic. In the end, she asked in a single breath, ”You... didn’t go to Song Xiangsi’s birthday dinner? Why are you back here?”

Lu Jinnian never expected Qiao Anhao to speak to him. Momentarily stunned, he paused for a bit before blinking slowly. With a slightly warmer expression, he continued to look ahead. He replied in a clear voice, a hint of softness in it, ”I came back earlier.”

After a while, Lu Jinnian remembered that Qiao Anhao had asked two questions. Ever since young, he had always been alone, not interacting with others much, hence he grew to have few words. But every time Qiao Anhao asked him a question, regardless of whether it was before or now, he would try his best to reply as fully as possible.