trap rose

Chapter 6 What are you laughing at

Wen Mian nodded.

"This is something I couldn't figure out, so I submitted my resume to that piano class, and the day after tomorrow, I officially joined the job."

Mo Xiaoqi looked at Wen Mian distressedly and choked up for a long time.

"No matter what the outcome is, protect yourself."

"it is good."

After hanging up the video, Wen Mian took a hot bath and lay on the bed tiredly.

That night, Wen Mian slept very uneasily.

The mother's pale and swollen face when she hanged herself, the blood that splattered when her father committed suicide, and Ah Xuan's unblinking eyes as he lay in a pool of blood, tortured Wen Mian's nerves one after another.

She slept all day and all night.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already 07:30 in the evening.

Wen Mian got up in a hurry, packed up, went downstairs and hurriedly took a taxi.

As soon as I took out my phone, I was blinded by a strong headlight.

As the window slowly moved down, Wen Mian could clearly see the familiar face in the driver's seat.

It's Pei Zhiyao again.

"boarding."

He was succinct.

Wen Mian's face darkened.

"No, I can take a taxi by myself."

Pei Zhiyao raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Then why does it show on your phone that there is no driver taking the order?"

Wen Mian choked.

The place where she lives is too far from the city, and few drivers pass by this point, so she has no choice.

Gritting his teeth, Wen Mian opened the door and got in.

The car started quickly, and the scenery outside the window kept changing and receding.

Wen Mian subconsciously touched the side of the bag, but did not find the motion sickness medicine.

She suffers from severe motion sickness and usually keeps medicine in her bag, but she was in a hurry when she left the house and may have left it behind.It seems that this journey is destined to be difficult.

Wen Mian closed her eyes and rested her mind, trying to ignore the increasingly suffocating feeling of vomiting in her chest.

Next to me, a man's cool and pleasant voice came -

"The medicine is in the drawer on your left."

Wen Mian was stunned and raised his eyes to look at Pei Zhiyao.

He was still driving intently, and the light from the street lights outside shone through the car window, casting a beautiful light and shadow on his face.

Opening the drawer on the left, Wen Mian saw a familiar pill box, from the brand he often took.

She opened the box and was stunned again.

All tablets have sharp edges cut off carefully, and the curved tinfoil pieces are not irritating to the touch.

Wen Mian ate one and sneered disdainfully.

Pei Zhiyao frowned: "Why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at how much Mr. Pei has grown in the past five years, and every detail of picking up girls is in place." Wen Mian's eyes became more sarcastic, "How many women have you pleased with this method?"

Hearing this, Pei Zhiyao's face darkened and he gritted his teeth.

"I shouldn't have given you medicine, it would be best if you died in the car!"

Wen Mian rolled his eyes: "I didn't expect that I actually had this honor, and I don't know if it was because of a woman around Mr. Pei."

The hand holding the steering wheel unconsciously tightened, and Pei Zhiyao clenched his molars tighter.

Along the way, the two of them didn't say a word.

Half an hour later, Wen Mian had followed Pei Zhiyao to the party box.

Pushing open the door and entering, there were cheers and screams inside, and everyone was changing glasses, it was so lively.

Wen Mian stood behind Pei Zhiyao, looking calmly at everyone.

For a moment, it attracted everyone's attention.

Today, Wen Mian did not wear heavy makeup. She only wore a simple white hip-hugging long skirt, which outlined her curvy body. Her long chestnut hair was slightly curled, and her upturned fox eyes were cold, yet a little charming. , charming with a sense of distance, and incredibly beautiful.

(End of this chapter)