You, don't flirt!

When Hou Qin arrived outside the set, he saw Du Wenjin walking from a distance.

Behind him was a little girl with a bag and a baseball cap.

Hou Qin just didn't pay attention at first, he pushed open the car door and walked down, and when he was about to take his master's bag from the little girl, he met the girl's eyes.

Both of them froze for a moment.

Du Wenjin's personal supplies bag was handed in mid-air, some of them let go of it, and some of them didn't catch it.

Let's chirp.

It fell to the ground.

Du Wenjin, who was just about to get into the car, froze for a moment, then turned around.

His driver and assistant were still "looking at each other affectionately" there.

Turning her eyes around the two of them, Du Wenjin's lips curled up suddenly.

"Why don't I give you two a vacation and let you go out for a blind date? ——It's rare to have such a sticky fate at first sight?"

The lazy but not serious words sounded, and the two people over there came back to their senses one after the other.

Without saying a word, Hou Qin lowered his head, picked up his bag and walked into the car.

Fang Miaomiao stood behind, watching without moving.

——It is still the little girl with clear and beautiful eyes, but looking at it from a distance, it seems to be a little different.

She just stood there, biting her lower lip, staring at Hou Qin's back without saying a word.

If Gu Jing hadn't been waiting impatiently, Du Wenjin would probably have taken a good look at how his wooden driver managed to provoke such a beautiful and perverted little fairy assistant.

Unfortunately……

Du Wenjin glanced down at his watch, then raised his gaze to Fang Miaomiao.

"Assistant Fang, it's getting late, move away?"

Fang Miaomiao paused, and she nodded after a few seconds. The previous eloquence was swept away, and she bent down and entered the car door without saying a word.

Standing by the car door, Du Wenjin suddenly felt that she was the assistant for a moment. She couldn't help smiling and glanced at the big guy in the driver's seat.

——To be able to make such a well-covered little girl look like she lost her soul, it seems that he used to think that Hou Qin was like a piece of wood, and he really wronged her.

Du Wenjin leaned over and got into the car.

The car drove out for 30 meters and entered the main driveway smoothly and steadily.

Du Wenjin looked at the car like running water outside the window, and asked a seemingly unintentional question.

"know?"

These words meant nothing, and Du Wenjin didn't look at either of them.

The eyes of the two people in the car converged for a moment through the rearview mirror, and then moved away at the same time.

After a quiet silence for a while, Fang Miaomiao, who was sitting next to Du Wenjin, spoke out.

"never seen it."

The little girl's voice was cold, but if you listened carefully, you could still hear a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Du Wenjin smiled.

He turned back, propping his cheekbones with one hand and leaning against the leather back seat, his peach eyes were full of playful smiles, and the light brown tear moles lined the corners of his eyes, delicate and beautiful.

"Is he your ex-boyfriend?"

"..."

Fang Miaomiao glanced at Hou Qin coldly, and raised the corner of her mouth, "Is he worthy of me?"

Du Wenjin nodded, "Not worthy."

"—!"

Fang Miaomiao looked at him unkindly.

Du Wenjin was turning around with a narrow smile, "Is your little girl such a big temper now?"

Fang Miaomiao straightened her chest, with a bit of arrogance on her beautiful face.

"Little girl? Mr. Wenjin really likes to joke."

"Selina has already told me." Du Wenjin narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are only seventeen years old this year - you are still a minor."

"What's wrong with being 17?"

Fang Miaomiao relaxed her spine and leaned back. "Whether it's a child or an adult, it shouldn't be about age, it should be about experience and temperament, right?"

Having said that, when she heard the words, she cast a pointed glance at Hou Qin who was expressionless on the driver's seat in front, and then sneered.

"I'm not like some people. Even at seventy, I'm afraid I'm just a talking log."

Du Wenjin turned to look at Hou Qin, the man's pursed lips and tight jawline were visible in the rearview mirror.

"……enemy."

Du Wenjin snorted softly with a half-smile, and didn't get involved in the weird atmosphere between the two.

Half an hour later, the car stopped under the porch of the Qingquan Clubhouse.

The waiter stepped forward to open the door, and Du Wenjin got out of the car.

Fang Miaomiao followed behind him, apparently ready to go down together.

But before Fang Miaomiao's little white shoes stepped on the ground, Du Wenjin reached out to stop her.

Fang Miaomiao looked up at him.

"You don't have to come down."

Du Wenjin raised his jaw and glanced at Hou Qin's direction. The lights in the distance shone into his eyes, and the slightly turning light shone in his amber eyes.

"You guys discuss it, it's best if you can coexist peacefully; if you can't, discuss it too—I don't want to see you all appearing in front of me together with that weird atmosphere—it affects my mood, really."

After finishing speaking, Du Wenjin closed the car door forcefully.

Through the car window, he waved to the blurry figure inside, turned around and walked into the clubhouse.

"..."

Fang Miaomiao frowned, and stretched out her hand to push the car door to follow, but before her fingertips could touch the door, she heard a soft click.

—the door was locked.

Fang Miaomiao looked coldly at the man in the driver's seat.

"Hou Qin, open the door for me!"

The man turned the steering wheel as if he hadn't heard of it, and left the porch directly.

Hou Qin's actions obviously angered Fang Miaomiao even more.

Just as she was about to make a move, the deep black car slammed on the brakes.

With a "bang", Fang Miaomiao's head hit the car seat, and she was dizzy for several seconds before recovering from the blackness in front of her eyes.

"Hou Qin, you—"

Before she could raise her voice, she heard the man in the front seat speak with a colder voice than her——

"Who asked you to come?!"

"..."

Fang Miaomiao was shocked by the man's roar.

When she came back to her senses, the corners of her lips twitched, and she smiled sarcastically: "Of course you can let your loyal Mr. Fang speak, otherwise?"

Before Hou Qin could answer, Fang Miaomiao sneered again——

"Furthermore, where I go and what I do have nothing to do with you? You left me cleanly and threw me away as soon as you said, and never contacted me since then as if you were dead—! "

Too much anger made Fang Miaomiao's voice hoarse, as if she was a little tired from condemning, she stopped her voice and smiled lowly.

"Hou Qin, I told you when you left—as long as you step out of that door, we will be strangers from now on... I always remember it, and you'd better remember it too."

"..."

The man in the front seat tightly gripped the steering wheel with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. The excessive force made one suspect that he was about to tear the steering wheel off.

It was a long time before he spoke.

"...you shouldn't do this kind of thing."

Fang Miaomiao sneered.

"This kind of thing? I think you should open the car door for me—that woman Qin Xueru is in the hands of your boss, you can't possibly not know it? What do you want me to do? Leave her alone, just treat me like I am from Jumped out of the cracks in the rocks?"

She clenched her fist and knocked on the closed car window——

"If something goes wrong with Young Master Du, even if Mr. Fang can let me go because my surname is Fang - can he let Qin Xueru go?"

Hou Qin was silent, but still did not move.

"Can you open the door?!"

Fang Miaomiao was so annoyed that she stared at Hou Qin's eyes from the rearview mirror, and almost rushed to fight with someone.

Hou Qin sighed.

"After the young master was kidnapped that year, he hired a personal trainer. Now his skills, neither of you may be able to match him, even if there is a real fight...you can't help much."

Fang Miaomiao looked at him coldly, and was interrupted when she tried to speak again.

"Besides, Qingquan Clubhouse is a property under Mr. Fang's personal name...Young master can't make any mistakes here."

======

Du Wenjin wore sunglasses that covered half of her face, and as soon as she entered the gate of the clubhouse, she ran straight to the front desk.

"Where is Gu Jing now?"

He tapped on the marble wall of the front desk and asked the front desk lady without emotion.

The woman behind the service desk was startled, looked up with alert eyes: "Sorry, we can't disclose—"

Du Wenjin frowned: "What about your manager, tell him to come over."

The front desk lady froze for a moment, looked at Du Wenjin once, hesitated for a few seconds, and dialed their manager's special number.

Within 2 minutes, a middle-aged fat man rushed over from the side hall.

After arriving here, the middle-aged man looked at the big sunglasses on Du Wenjin's face, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Du Wenjin didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so she stretched out her index finger to hold the sunglasses and pulled it down, and then lifted it back in less than two seconds.

Although the time before and after was extremely short, it was enough for the manager to recognize him.

Thinking of a certain order, the middle-aged man sweated slightly on his forehead.

"Are you here to see Miss Gu?"

"..."

Du Wenjin narrowed his eyes, his eyes were slightly cold.

The middle-aged man continued: "About 10 minutes ago, Miss Gu just left here."

"Where did it go?"

The middle-aged manager pointed to the door respectfully, "The person who took Miss Gu away has given orders. If Young Master Du finds him, please take the special car in the clubhouse—we will take you to your destination."

Du Wenjin: "..."

——Is this someone who set him up and waited for him to drill into it?