Daddy Always Gets Jealous-Chapter 78 - 0 Who is sitting in your car?_1

Before, I just thought he looked good, but I had never examined him this closely. I hadn’t expected him to possess a visage that could rival any Korean pop idol, with thin, sensual lips, a high nose bridge, and deep, bottomless cold eyes!

It’s just... Doesn’t he look too much like Gu Jizhou?

Thinking about his relation to Gu Jizhou, the saying ’the son looks like his uncle’ seems fairly normal!

Realizing her own lapse in composure, she quickly averted her gaze, letting it fall on the hand that was holding her wrist.

Fingers slender and well-defined, brimming with aesthetic appeal—

But in an instant, the skin he was touching quickly grew hot, as if branded with a hot iron.

"Mr. Huo!"

Che Huan frowned and shifted her wrist to the side.

Huo Jinnan removed his finger and lit a cigarette, holding it between his fingers as he looked in Che Huan’s direction, "I don’t like owing people anything."

He picked up a bag next to him and opened it. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Che Huan saw the beautiful white box, the packaging of a high-end smartphone that had just come onto the market. She hurriedly spoke out, "No need, my phone was only a few hundred dollars, not that expensive."

Glancing over, Huo Jinnan’s gaze lingered on Che Huan’s face, "The group leader has a big appetite; keeping him recently must have cost quite a bit, right?"

"..."

That was true. Che Huan bit her lip and remained silent. She thought about how the group leader had cost her several tens of thousands already!

"Even adding up, it’s not enough, right?"

While speaking, Huo Jinnan opened the box, took out the rose-colored phone, and used a tool to open the SIM card slot. He inserted Che Huan’s SIM card into it and handed it to her.

Che Huan remained silent, took a glance at the phone, and didn’t expect he would have bought a woman’s phone—it was beautiful!

Huo Jinnan picked up two more bags from the side, "Dress and high heels."

Che Huan was about to refuse when suddenly the sound of a car honking came from outside.

Che Huan looked out the window and saw Gu Jizhou’s car. Her body stiffened for a moment as she looked at Huo Jinnan.

"Take it, if you don’t want him to see it," Huo Jinnan glanced at Che Huan and then at Qin Shaojin, "You take her upstairs."

Qin Shaojin opened the driver’s side door, stepped out, and moved to the rear passenger door, his tall figure of one meter eighty-seven effectively blocking Gu Jizhou’s line of sight.

Gu Jizhou got out of the car, looking in their direction. The car windows were tinted black so one couldn’t see inside from the outside.

Qin Shaojin glanced at him, his gaze coldly retracting. He swiftly opened the door and curiously observed Che Huan, quite intrigued by the story of the dress and high heels, "Here we are."

Che Huan got out of the car and saw Gu Jizhou looking in her direction. She clenched the bags in her hands tightly and looked away from him.

Qin Shaojin raised his hand and closed the car door with a thud, walking with Che Huan toward the building entrance.

Gu Jizhou watched Che Huan with a dark look in his eyes and a cold smirk on his lips, "Got a new boyfriend again?"

Che Huan pretended not to hear and went straight into the building.

Qin Shaojin slowed down, "Miss Che, you go on up first."

Che Huan acknowledged and went straight into the elevator.

Qin Shaojin turned back and looked in Gu Jizhou’s direction, "I have something that needs to be handed over to you."

He walked over, opened the passenger side door, and took out the agreement signed by Che Huan from the inside. He approached Gu Jizhou, handed it to him.

Gu Jizhou took it, only scanned it briefly, and flipped to the end. He saw Che Huan’s signature, took out a lighter from inside his suit, "snap" ignited it, brought it close to the agreement, lit it, and gently shook it in his hand. Glancing at the Porsche parked on the side, when Qin Shaojin had opened the passenger door just now, he had vaguely seen someone sitting in the backseat. Although the appearance was unclear, he could still discern it was a man, "Who’s that in your car?"