The mystery husband is a little bad

"Well, I'll see you at home tomorrow."

"Well, let Miss Zhao rest early."

"Well, first of all."

Rong Jing put down her mobile phone, closed her magazine, sat there, and watched the night scene out of the window. Did she happen to be harassed?

--

the car sped in the dark.

Zhao ChuChu looks up at the man in front of him. The car has a good sealing performance. There is no noise outside. The car is very quiet.

There was no music either, as if their breath were clear and audible.

Zhao ChuChu suddenly felt very embarrassed and said to him, "Hey, do you know where my family is? You just open like this and don't ask me."

"Where do you live, Miss Zhao?" He actually asked honestly, which surprised and infuriated Zhao ChuChu. "I said how can you be so --"

boring. Zhao ChuChu wanted to say it, but when he thought it was impolite to say it, he changed his way: "well, go straight ahead and turn left on Jiangnan Avenue. I'll tell you then."

"OK."

Then there was silence. Zhao ChuChu was sitting in the back seat, holding his chest in his hands, looking out of the window at the street view that kept retreating, but he felt totally different.

Uncle Zhao often drives to pick her up, but she doesn't feel very embarrassed. It's not all drivers. Zhao ChuChu can't understand why her awkward mood comes.

"By the way, I found that you are good at martial arts," Zhao ChuChu thought of the several times when the film was shooting, and immediately became interested.

"Miss Zhao is good at it." I didn't expect that Zhao ChuChu had such ability.

"That's, I've been practicing taekwondo since I was a child, but compared with you, it's still a lot worse." Zhao ChuChu looks weak, but in fact, she is very assertive. She immediately leans forward, puts her hand behind the driver's seat, and asks excitedly, "have you practiced too?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever been a soldier?"

Zhao ChuChu has a look in the rear-view mirror. He is shocked by the excited look on her face. Generally, Miss Qianjin has been cowering to one side when she meets this kind of fighting and killing. Unexpectedly, she is still interested.

"Yes, I did."

"Special forces?"

"That's right." The answer is ambiguous.

Zhao ChuChu is not satisfied: "what is it? If it is done, it is done. If it is not done, it is not done. There is no such saying."

"I used to be a mercenary," she said

"Really, mercenaries?" In Zhao ChuChu's mind, he immediately came up with the appearance of a powerful American soldier. He was sharp, tall, powerful, full of blood and domineering.

She yearned for it, and at the same time was very strange: "then why don't you join the army? Run to Gu Tianqing as a bodyguard. How can a bodyguard have the power of a mercenary? "

In Zhao ChuChu's eyes, he was just an ordinary bodyguard, and the shadow was too lazy to explain. He simply said, "I have to find a job to live with."

"Oh, what's your name, shadow? No way. " At this time, Zhao ChuChu seemed to be a curious baby. Of course, she still asked the question.

What's his name? Shadow is just his code name, because he is Gu Tianqing's shadow. He is responsible for protecting Gu Tianqing in the dark. He doesn't need to have his own name. Only for a long time, he will forget his name.

"I'm asking you something. What's the matter with you? It's inconvenient to tell me?"

"How can I get down here, turn left, turn right or go straight?" Shadow suddenly asked, Zhao ChuChu just found that they have come to the fork in the road, hurriedly, "turn right, in the end it is."

The car turning right is still driving on the driveway turning left. He turns the steering wheel in an emergency. The car drifts on the open road. Zhao ChuChu tightens the handle on his head behind him. When the car calms down, he shouts: "it's exciting. I didn't expect you have good racing skills."

"Here you are," said the shadow, "I won't drive in. Let the servant come out to pick you up. By the way, don't tell your father about tonight's business, so as not to be misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? "

"We know that your father intends to cooperate with Rong's family and even to get married. Although I have saved you, it is hard to avoid being unkind by people with bad intentions, so it still hasn't happened. Miss Zhao, please get out of the car."

Zhao ChuChu is not a fool, or even a famous school bully. She quickly thought, "you mean if my father and them know it, they will think that you deliberately arrange someone to intercept me, and then let your hero save the United States?"

"This kind of misunderstanding will make people very upset."

"No, I think it's very good. Anyway, I don't want to have a blind date with Rong. If I don't want to talk about it, you can tell me your name."

"Shadow."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about.""The name is just a code. It doesn't matter at all. Miss Zhao, your father has come out."

"Well, how many people want to have a relationship with my dad? You're good. I'll call you later to thank you. I'll go first."

As soon as Zhao ChuChu left, Ying started the car and left.

Because far away, Zhao Gang can't see the license plate, Zhao ChuChu limps up, Zhao's mother immediately comes to help her: "ouch, my baby daughter, how can you do this?"

"It's OK, mom. It's just a sprain. The doctor said it would be better if we had a few days off."

Zhao Gang held her on the other side: "it doesn't matter. Do you want to check it tomorrow?"

"Hey dad, don't make a fuss. I've been to the hospital. I've made a film. It's OK. It's really OK."

"Who was it that sent you back just now?"

"Oh, kind hearted man, I was in the alley asking for help. I just passed by, saved me and sent me to the hospital."

"Then how can we leave so quickly? We should give thanks to others." Said Zhao's mother.

"I don't want to thank you for your kindness. I didn't want to thank you for my bravery."

"Isn't it? There are not many such good people these days. It's a man. He doesn't think it's good for you if you look so beautiful." Zhao's mother is still uneasy.

Zhao Chu is speechless, just like the wood, how could there be anything.

"No, it's said that people meet volunteers for the sake of, well, don't ask, let me in quickly, and, Dad, can you not arrange this kind of boring blind date? I don't like that man. He's too overcast and scary."

"What's scary? Rong Jing is also famous and handsome in the circle. How do you talk?"