Love Never Ends

"But if my parents ask about your career, what do I say? You can't tell them you're a spy, can you? That's why I can only tell them that you're a gangster. If that's the case, then from now on, my parents will tie two large iron chains around my legs and order me to cripple my legs if I dare to see you again … "    

    

Zhi Qing was getting more and more excited.    

    

"Forget it, forget it. I won't send you off. You should go in yourself!"    

    

Lu Liye waved at Zhi Qing, gesturing for her to leave.    

    

Zhi Qing smiled with her eyes bent, "Then I'll go in first. Bye bye."    

    

"Hey!"    

    

Lu Liye called her again.    

    

As soon as Zhi Qing turned her head, she felt her vision darken. A piece of clothing was thrown over her head.    

    

Lu Liye shouted, "What are your parents asking about Morrill for? Just answer them like that, understand?"    

    

"..."    

    

Zhi Qing grabbed the object on her head and looked at it speechlessly.    

    

It was the white shirt he was wearing.    

    

When he looked at him again, he had already gotten into the car at some point.    

    

The upper body was still bare, the texture lines of the sex/sensation especially distinct.    

    

"What are you doing?!"    

    

Zhi Qing was speechless. Looking at him in the car, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.    

    

"Help me wash it!"    

    

With that, the car sped away like a gale, quickly disappearing before Zhi Qing's eyes.    

    

"..."    

    

Looking at the white shirt in her hands, Zhi Qing couldn't help but smile.    

    

Suddenly, he remembered the sweaty look he had when he was in Hot Pot City.    

    

Picking up his shirt, he stuck it to his nose and sniffed. There was no smell of sweat like she thought. There was still the faint, unique scent of male hormones that she was familiar with.    

    

Zhi Qing even felt that this smell... The smell made her feel comfortable and at ease.    

    

She thought, "Maybe she really was poisoned by this man. Isn't it too deep?"    

    

In order to prevent her parents from seeing her being questioned, Zhi Qing folded Lu Liye's shirt neatly and put it into her bag.    

    

Just as he was about to drag his luggage towards his house, his phone suddenly rang.    

    

It was his mother.    

    

A hint of panic flashed through Zhi Qing's heart. She looked around to make sure that there were no eyes and ears of her mother before she relaxed.    

    

Picking up the phone, before he could say anything, he heard his mother say, "Where are you? Hurry back, there's a guest at home! "    

    

"I'm already at the door of my house! Who's here? "    

    

He felt suspicious.    

    

What guest? Was it so important that she had to step in?    

    

Zhi Qing suddenly thought of something, and her heart was alarmed. "Mom, you can't be? How old is your daughter to arrange a blind date?! Aren't we a little too fast? If you want to do this, then I won't go back! "    

    

"He already has a boyfriend, what's the point of a blind date!" Just come back quickly! "    

    

"Huh?"    

    

Zhi Qing was stunned, "Mom, how did you know I have a boyfriend? You tell me. "Hey, hey, hey —"    

    

However, before he could finish, Zhixin had already hung up.    

    

Zhi Qing anxiously dragged her luggage and headed home.    

    

How did her mother know about the matter between him and Lu Liye? Did he really see it just now? If she really asked about Lu Liye's career later, how would he answer? Just say so? Hm! He was going to inherit the father's inheritance. It was decided just like that!    

    

Zhi Qing had already thought of a way to go, so she dragged her luggage home.    

    

From afar, he could see a black Porsche parked in the outdoor parking lot. The license plate number was six eight.    

    

Who is this?    

    

It seems to be a big shot?    

    

But why did he want to see her?    

    

Zhi Qing walked home full of suspicion.    

    

"Mom, I'm back!"    

    

After unlocking the door, Zhi Qing entered the room with her luggage. Then, seeing the person who came in the hall again, she immediately froze on the spot.    

    

The person who had come was actually …    

    

Morrill?!    

    

He wore a dark gray suit, and the luxurious material accentuated his noble temperament.    

    

His tall and straight body was standing with his back facing the door.    

    

His gaze fell onto the opposite wall.    

    

Most of the pictures on the walls were photos of her and her brother together. There were only a few of them, and the rest were photos of her and her family.    

    

In short, her narcissistic figure could be found in almost every photo on the wall.