Chapter 2 rolling in 2

Before she could open her mouth, Long Chenjue looked at her stubborn eyes. His thin lips curved into a mocking smile.

His thin lips curved into a cold and hard arc. "Start the car."

"Yes, young master," the butler said respectfully and was about to start the car.

Long Chenjue stretched out his slender arm and was about to close the door.

It looked like he was going to abandon her.

If he abandoned her, she would only be humiliated by the three people chasing after her.

This situation was better that one. Jian Xiaomo made up her mind and said, "I promise you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man stretched out his slender arm and Jian Xiaomo fell into the car. The car door was quickly closed and the car sped away.

Through the car window, Jian Xiaomo's heart gradually calmed down when she saw the people chasing after her being left far behind.

However, just as she withdrew her gaze, she heard a bang. The partition in front of her was lifted up, and the back of the car became a separate space.

In the narrow space, only the two of them were left. Jian Xiaomo's heart, which had finally calmed down, suddenly became nervous again. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something to the man beside her, but turned her head back. Only then did she realize that the man in front of her had already started to close his eyes to rest.

She then swallowed the words that she was about to say.

The car drove for an unknown amount of time before it stopped in front of an incomparably magnificent manor.

As soon as the car stopped, someone respectfully opened the car door. Then, Long Chenjue got out of the car with a noble look on his face.

Jian Xiaomo watched the man get out of the car, and she followed him mechanically. When she got down, she looked up and was shocked. She then realized that there were rows of men in black suits standing in front of the car. All of them stood straight and looked extremely respectful. "Young Master Long!" Jian Xiaomo called out.

The man didn't even look at her. His whole body was emitting cold air as he strode forward.

Jian Xiaomo followed behind, her heart filled with panic. Just what kind of big shot did she offend? Looking at the ostentation, few people in Sea City had such grand ostentation. Just who was the man in front of her?

As she was thinking, she followed the man's footsteps. The two of them passed through the decorated and elegant living room and walked all the way upstairs.

When they reached a door, the man walked in quickly. Jian Xiaomo looked at it and realized that it should be a bedroom or something. She quickly stopped.

The man did not even look at her. He tugged at his tie and walked towards the bathroom.

When she went to the bathroom, Jian Xiaomo knew what the man was going to do. She immediately stood at the door and waited.

After about twenty minutes, the bathroom door slowly opened. The handsome man wore a black silk nightgown. His neat short hair dripped with water as he walked out. His entire person was filled with a kind of evil and peaceful aura.

Jian Xiaomo was a little lost in her thoughts. At this moment, the butler held a document in his hand and quickly walked over. When he saw Jian Xiaomo standing there in a daze, he smiled kindly and nodded at Jian Xiaomo.

Jian Xiaomo came to her senses and quickly nodded.

"Get in here." A cold voice sounded.

Jian Xiaomo was shocked. She looked up and saw Long Chenjue wiping his hair with a towel. He stared at Jian Xiaomo with his deep eyes.

Jian Xiaomo's heart trembled again.

The butler was used to it. He smiled and said, "Miss, young master asked us to go in."