Daddy Always Gets Jealous

A week?

That's so soon!

Che Huan looked at Huo Jinnan, "Thank you, Mr. Huo."

Huo Jinnan remained silent, and Che Huan tactfully opened the car door.

Once she got out of the car, she saw from a distance Qiao Qiao walking towards her with a backpack and humming a tune.

Qiao Qiao thought she was seeing things, stopped in her tracks, rubbed her eyes and checked again; the black Bentley had left, and only Che Huan stood there.

Then noticing the handmade bespoke suit on Che Huan, she pounced and felt it several times, "Tsk, tsk, not bad, Che Huan, who did you hook up with to land a sugar daddy in just a few days?"

With Huo Jinnan gone, Che Huan felt a lot more relaxed.

She rolled her eyes at Qiao Qiao, "It's not what you think."

Qiao Qiao fiddled a bit and saw the skirt Che Huan was wearing, "Aiyo," she exclaimed, hooking an arm around Che Huan's shoulder, "This is not what I think? Your skirt is torn to this state."

"Are you blind?" Che Huan retorted irritably, thinking about her uncle being saved; the long-standing gloom in her heart suddenly cleared, and her mood unexpectedly lifted.

"Still pretending, tsk, tsk, your face is like a peach blossom reddened by its reflection!" Qiao Qiao's gaze scanned Che Huan's face non-stop and casually moved to her neck, then discontentedly tugged at Che Huan's collar, yet saw no telltale signs, voicing her disappointment, "No way! Really nothing happened?"

"Morally corrupt!" Che Huan scolded softly, and went upstairs with Qiao Qiao. They entered the house, changed into slippers, and Che Huan sat down directly on the sofa, "Find me some clothes to wear; I need to go back to my uncle's house tonight."

Qiao Qiao sized up the suit on Che Huan, "You still haven't honestly explained what happened to your skirt!"

"Blind! Can't you tell it was torn by a branch?"

Che Huan explained briefly, sat there, took off her suit and suddenly remembered she hadn't asked for his phone number—and this suit...

She remembered she had asked him at the time, and he only had one response, "Just throw it away. I don't like using things others have used."

Really throw it away?

Touching the fabric, it must be expensive!

Wouldn't it be too wasteful to throw it away?

Qiao Qiao brought a set of clothes and threw them to Che Huan. She turned back and saw the treated wound on her knee, along with the red medicine, "Was it really from a fall?"

Che Huan nodded, mentioning the car accident.

After hearing the whole story, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but scold her, "Why are you so silly? Look at the car he was driving; he is definitely rich and foolish. If you had casually asked for a million, it wouldn't have been a problem!"

"The light had already turned red! Do you think I was trying to scam him?"

Che Huan glared at Qiao Qiao and, thinking back to that scene, her embarrassment in front of the guy named Huo something, she blushed and unnaturally shifted her gaze away to another direction.

Qiao Qiao took a close look, indeed it didn't look torn, "Does it still hurt?"

Che Huan glared at Qiao Qiao, "Why don't you take a fall and try it yourself!"

Qiao Qiao sat next to her and looked again, "It's not bad; it should not leave a scar. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to wear skirts in the summer."

Che Huan lowered her gaze and looked; actually, she didn't really care about whether it left a scar or not. The most important thing was that she finally saw a glimmer of hope for her uncle's situation today!

Although she wasn't clear about his identity, judging by Gu Yunqing's demeanor in front of him, he could definitely save her uncle!

"Huanhuan."

Seeing Che Huan in a daze, Qiao Qiao called out several times.

Che Huan came back to her senses and looked at Qiao Qiao, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Qiao let out a sigh, "A motor vehicle hit someone on the sidewalk, and it wasn't like you ran a red light. You let that rich guy off too easily, didn't you?"