6 Even If You Forgot, You Are Still Mine

"Please take us to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Drive as fast as you can," Lin Qianyi hastily told the driver the moment she closed the car door.

"Ministry of Civil Affairs?!"

Yan Yi repeated in shock. But his boss shot him a cold glare.

As a result, without waiting for Lin Qianyi to speak again, he started the car and the multimillion-dollar luxury car flew off.

Before it came to a sudden emergency stop.

This was because Yan Yi was so shaken by his boss' cold stare that he nearly banged into a street lamp.

"Ah…!"

Caught off-guard, Lin Qianyi flew forward and was about to crash into the seat in front of her when a long, strong arm pulled her back.

She crashed hard into a solid chest and inhaled the man's warm breath.

Lin Qianyi was stunned. She had never been so intimate with a man before. She had been hugged by guys before but had never felt this way.

Now, she could hear her heartbeat in her ears as her heart raced on from the warmth and the embrace.

"Are you hurt?"

The man's cold, low voice rang out through Lin Qianyi's ears. She snapped out of her trance.

"Nope, I'm fine. Thank you."

Lin Qianyi backed out of his arms in haste with a blush of embarrassment, not daring to look at him.

Amusement flashed past Di Yanmo's cold, profound eyes when he noticed her red face.

Hearing Lin Qianyi's cry, Yan Yi immediately glanced at the rear-view mirror to see her backing out of Di Yanmo's arms.

He also clearly caught the flash of amusement in Di Yanmo's eyes!

Yan Yi stared at his boss's reflection in the mirror in shock. He desperately wanted to turn around to look at him straight in the face. Was this really his cold and merciless boss?!!

Just as Yan Yi was pondering this, Di Yanmo's chilly voice sounded out from behind.

"Are you done staring?"

Yan Yi got a fright as he met his dark eyes, and fear flashed past his pupils. "Sorry, boss."

He quickly averted his gaze and stared firmly at the road ahead. He then carefully restarted the car, not daring to look at the backseat again.

Observing how fearful the driver was of this man, Lin Qianyi turned to look at him. Although he appeared a bit cold, he seemed like a pretty okay guy. Why was the driver so scared?

Feeling her gaze, the man lowered his head and met her eyes. His pupils glinted. "What's the matter?"

"Umm… nothing. Haha, nothing."

Faced with the man's profound eyes, Lin Qianyi hurriedly waved her hand as embarrassment crept across her face. She couldn't admit that she had been trying to check out if he was a good guy, right?

Lin Qianyi didn't dare to look at the man again. She turned to look at the passing scenery outside. It was nearly 12 am now and not many pedestrians were out on the streets.

As she gazed at the street lights flashing by, Lin Qianyi once again felt a bit dizzy. She leaned back on the headrest and shut her eyes to rest.

Meanwhile, Di Yanmo just quietly watched her sleeping profile. His cold, profound eyes gradually warmed. At the same time, he felt a tinge of disappointment.

He thought she would remember, but… had this little girl truly forgotten him?

Di Yanmo lifted his long, slender hand and gently arranged Lin Qianyi's messed-up fringe.

"Even if you truly forgot about me, my little dear… you still belong to me." He uttered this possessive and domineering statement through his cold, thin lips.