en will Qiao Bao'er ever become obedientIt doesn't exist.Qiao Baoer's face was a little awkward, she turned her head away, not looking at them."Mr. Joe, you're awake."The door to the ward was pushed o...A brand new red Ferrari cruises down the street.
The ride was incredibly smooth, not a single bump. It felt just like sitting in a comfortable chair at home, gliding effortlessly. The speed was exhilarating, it was amazing! High-end cars are definitely different. I'm loving my new car.
He turned his head and glanced at Qiao Baier meaningfully, "Well, how is my car"
Joe Bao'er got a free ride in her car, and it was even her brand new car. If she didn't say some nice things, she swore she would immediately throw this woman off the highway.
"Oh, well."
Jo Bao'er was still preoccupied with Zhu Xiaowei, and unexpectedly, the usually aloof person started chatting with her about these trivial matters. She replied absentmindedly.
Right now, her face looked quite sour, and I was mentally debating which intersection would be the most suitable for ditching her.
"Your family has a similar model to yours, but it seems to perform a little better."
Qiao Bao'er wasn't very good at interacting with people, but seeing that she seemed to have a particular fondness for cars, he just chatted casually.
Before, each time we met, I was the one who took the initiative to find her. I was arrogant, and Qiao Baoer could sense that I looked down on her.
"What, such powerful performance," he said with a deliberately drawn-out tone, full of playful teasing, "Is it because the power's too heavy, or the engine just really durable"
She's been hanging around with those sleazy men and now all she talks about is vulgar crap.
Qiao Bao'er didn't understand her sarcastic words and replied earnestly, "Yes, that car's engine power is indeed stronger."
"About that favor I asked you before, if you could find out about Junzhi Yan for me, I'll give you that car."
Qiao Bao'er said it casually, but secretly her heart was pounding with excitement. The limited edition supercars in the Jun family garage were so generous.
Actually, Qiao Bao'er is a better woman than those who are soft and weak. At least she is very emotional and righteous.
You just called Pei Haoran a scoundrel for being in touch with his ex-wife, but Jun Zhi Mu also has some ambiguous women around him. I don't see you getting this worked up...
Remembering how she just slapped Pei Haoran, as a woman, I think it's right, like Zhu Xiaowei shouldn't only cry and hide, that's too weak.
It's sick and twisted, but I want to hear someone brutally insult their boss. Pick on them more, say something like: "There are plenty of women around your boss. The internal secretariat is full of them, there are all sorts of slim and plump female clients from project collaborations, even his client's granddaughter, and a bunch of cousins, nieces..."
Qiao Bao'er looked at her curiously, very calmly. "Don't worry about us, I believe in him."
Her heart bled, when had she ever worried about this unscrupulous couple She was the one actively trying to drive a wedge between them.
"Aren't you especially fond of cold-shouldering Jun Zhi Mu and having arguments with him"
Qiao Baoer wore an innocent expression and told her, "Oh, that's me giving him time to apologize to me."
The car suddenly slammed on the brakes, stopping at the roadside. He stared at her in disbelief.
Qiao Baoer felt that this woman had a fickle personality and didn't know what she was going to do. She was jumpy and careless when driving and parking.
She blurted out, “The last time I was stuck in the mountains, I couldn’t get in touch with Junzhimu, but I knew he would come for me.” This was something Qiao Baoer had never told anyone before.
If Junzhi Mu heard this, he would surely be touched.
Raising her eyebrows, she felt that Qiao Bao'er was a little different from her impression. She wasn't as delicate either.
"Well, you were really harsh on the Pei family just now. You didn't hold back at all."
When it comes to this matter, Qiao Bao'er's face darkened with lingering anger. "The Pei family wanted Zhu Xiaowei to have an abortion. What a bunch of scum! Why should I be polite to them"
She's quite expressive, this Qiao Baier. All her emotions are written all over her face. Seeing her get flustered like that is almost amusing. I could make a game out of teasing her to pass the time.
Her big boss, Junzhi Mu, doesn't know if he finds this funny too.
I don't understand the harm an abortion can do to a woman's body and mind, nor do I understand Qiao Baoer's anger right now.
She never considered having children, and she believed that childbirth was irreversible harm to a woman's body. If childbirth didn't bring any benefits, in her opinion, women having children was just self-inflicted suffering.
Qiao Baoer was cursing at those people from the Pei family, she was really letting loose. She had long disliked Pei Haoran's indecisive and wavering attitude towards his ex-wife. She couldn't say bad things about her brothers in front of Jun Zhimu and Lu Qinian, but now she was venting all her complaints.
"Even though they're divorced, Guan Lei often goes to their Pei family home. What does that mean"
"Even the elders of the Pei family didn't consider Zhu Xiaowei's feelings at all. They all thought that Xiao Zhu had a good personality and should compromise with them. They kept saying it was for Pei Yi's good, pampering their child too much, and they might even try to get Pei Haoran and Guan Lei back together. The whole family are bastards, I wish they would all be boiled in soup."
Continue driving, eyes fixed on the road conditions, listening to her complain.
This feeling is a bit strange, it's like two close girlfriends chatting about family gossip. She has never had this experience before. She grew up surrounded by rough men and when she was a child, she relied on her fists to fight for food. Now, she is in the same car as Qiao Baoer and listening to her complain about these gossipy things that only aunts and grandmothers would talk about.
Looking up, glancing at myself in the rearview mirror, I'm still so bright and handsome. Why do I feel like I've gone downhill since returning home
"...There's one thing I want to emphasize."
His expression suddenly grew serious, as if he were negotiating with someone. He spoke slowly, "You said just now that if I handled things, you'd give me the car in the garage."
"I'm a person who likes to keep things separate, public and private. It's best to put everything in writing, black and white, so there won't be any financial disputes later on." Meaning, it would be best to write her a letter of guarantee or something similar.
Joe Bao'er looked at her with some wonder, feeling a little out of place working together for the first time.
Seeing that she remained silent, he frowned and threatened her, “I have an obligation to tell you that the DSLR camera I put in the back of my car has a synchronous recording function. Our conversation just now was all recorded and can be used as evidence. If you’re not afraid of me telling the investigators about your involvement with Jun Zhiyan, I can also go directly to Jun Zhimu and ask for the car.”
Once the negotiations break down, they immediately turn their back on you.
This is the law of survival in this world, there is no right or wrong. To ensure her own benefit, she would do anything. This is the most basic principle that allows her to survive until today.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this is indeed very unrighteous and even heartless.
What about her She once stole even the last mouthful of dry food from an old man in a village engulfed by war to survive, because if she didn't eat, she would starve.
Perhaps because she had spent a lot of time with Junzhimu, Qiao Baier found him not too difficult to get along with.
"I'm asking you to keep this a secret from Junzhi Mu, okay If you betray me, I will tell him all your bad deeds every day."dy to collect payment."No way, no how! Our grilled fish is free!"Qiao Baoer shook her head at Samba, pointing to the grilled fish, then to the dry branches on the ground, and finally to other people's...