C145 Give Him an Explanation
C145 Give Him an Explanation
"I will remember that." Ling Yi smiled gently. "Let's go. My driver is outside. I will send you back to musical instrument store first."
"No need." Qiao An rejected him. "I have a car. Do you really not need to go to the hospital?"
Ling Yi shook his head, "No need."
In fact, his injury was not light either, especially when there was an incision on his arm. He had been bleeding all the time. He naturally had to go to the hospital later, but he did not want Qiao An to worry.
At this time, the police came over to inform the two of them that they could leave. Ling Yi supported Qiao An and walked out.
Ling Yi's driver, who came out of the police station, quickly came up. "Chief Ling..."
"It's fine." Ling Yi gave him a look to tell him not to talk too much. He looked at Qiao An and said, "I really don't need to see you off."
"No need. You should go back quickly." Qiao An quietly took the watch on her wrist. "It is already past 11 o'clock. The old man should be thinking about you again."
"It is fine. Grandpa will sleep early at this hour."
Since he was injured, Ling Yi naturally could not return to the big house these few days. Otherwise, the old man would not be a small matter when he asked.
At this time, the driver from Bamboo Listening Pavilion also walked over. "Miss Qiao... I will drive the car over?"
"Yes." Qiao An nodded and the driver went to drive.
Ling Yi wanted to see Qiao An leave, but she had no choice but to get in the car first. She lowered the window and instructed Ling Yi to treat the wound.
She did not know how serious his injury was, but there was a clear smell of blood in the air.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Ling Yi raised his hand to signal for the driver to drive away.
As he was immersed in Qiao An's happiness of being single, he did not even pay attention to the logo and license plate of Qiao An's car.
In the same parking lot, Huo Chengzhou was looking at Qiao An in the dark and also saw Qiao An and Ling Yi separate.
He could not tell what it felt like.
This woman would never remember to inform her of anything she did, even if it was something like coming to police station.
If it wasn't for him being worried that she had not returned and called the driver, he wouldn't have known that Qiao An had come to police station.
It was as if the two of them who were under the same roof, apart from acting in front of each other's family, had no reaction to his existence.
Even if he told her in a fit of anger that he would play games with other women every night, it didn't matter to her.
Clenching his fist slightly, he watched the driver drive Qiao An out of the parking lot. After breathing for a while, he started the car and took a shortcut to Bamboo Listening Pavilion.
...
On the way, the driver said something, "Miss Qiao, the teacher called and I told him you were in police station."
Qiao An was stunned. "Mr. Huo called?"
"That's right." "Not long after we arrived at police station," the driver explained.
Qiao An's eyes flashed with a trace of haggling, "Okay, I got it."
The car arrived at Bamboo Listening Pavilion very quickly. Qiao An entered the living room and hesitated for a while before entering the living room. Unexpectedly, there seemed to be no one in the living room.
"Mr. Huo..." she called. She waited for a while and did not respond. She was slightly relieved and entered the elevator.
She hesitated for a moment and pressed the button on the second floor. No matter what, Huo Chengzhou already knew about this, so she had to give him an explanation.
Whether he wanted to hear it or not was not important. What was important was that she gave him an explanation in the spirit of contract.
Standing at the door of game room, Qiao An hesitated for a while. When Qiao An heard the sound of the game coming from the room, she let out a slight sigh of relief. She raised her hand and knocked on the door.
A moment later, Huo Chengzhou's voice came from the room, "What's wrong?"