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Chapter 8 You have changed

Walking out of Situ's house, Liu Qianyuan walked straight to his Harley motorcycle. There were two helmets hanging on the car, one silver and one pink. The pink one was specially prepared by Liu Qianyuan for Zhong Xiaoyan. Zhong Xiaoyan's profile picture.

And the others are not even qualified to get on his car, and only Zhong Xiaoyan can ride on his locomotive.

She reached out to take off the helmet and handed it to Zhong Xiaoyan, but Zhong Xiaoyan did not reach out to take it, but pointed to a car parked beside it, it was a very ordinary black car.

"Do you want to take a car? Oh, you're injured and can't blow your hair, right? Look at my brain."

Liu Qianyuan reached out and patted his forehead, with a look of sudden realization, then hung the helmet back on the car, then took out a car key and opened the car beside him.

The Liu family has a rich family background, but Liu Qianyuan has always been very low-key except for liking his Harley. When the second generation drove sports cars all over the street, Liu Qianyuan only drove a scooter worth more than [-] yuan.

Sitting in the car, a faint fragrance flooded into Zhong Xiaoyan's nostrils. It was a fresh lemon scent, which matched Liu Qianyuan's temperament very well.

As soon as Zhong Xiaoyan sat down, Liu Qianyuan turned sideways to help Zhong Xiaoyan fasten her seat belt, but unfortunately Zhong Xiaoyan glanced at him, and then quickly fastened the seat belt herself, Liu Qianyuan curled her lips and showed a bit of grievance when she saw this look.

"Xiaoyan, I think you seem to have changed a bit."

Sitting down again, Liu Qianyuan couldn't help but say something, Zhong Xiaoyan used to be lazy when he got in the car, and he didn't move when he sat on the chair, and he helped to fasten the seat belt every time.

He was also the one who helped put on the safety helmet when he was working on the locomotive, but today Zhong Xiaoyan seemed to have changed from her previous decadent appearance, and she was full of energy. No tinkering with her cosmetics.

"Is it getting better or worse?"

Zhong Xiaoyan smiled, and looked sideways at Liu Qianyuan, with a slight smile on her face, looking at him like this at the moment, revealing a delicate and naive look, which looks extraordinarily cute.

"Of course it's getting better. I told you, don't be angry. Since your mother passed away, you have become like a puddle of mud. If I hadn't been with you all the time, you don't know what else would happen. Well, do you know how many times a year I bring you back from the bar?" Liu Qianyuan nodded, and he started the car and drove out.

Recalling Zhong Xiaoyan's all kinds of deviant ways, he couldn't help being afraid for a while.

"I won't, never again, thank you."

After Zhong Xiaoyan finished speaking, she sat upright again, and then both of them tacitly agreed not to continue this topic.

Liu Qianyuan briefly talked about his uncle's affairs along the way. His uncle's name is Liu Xiangyang, and he is engaged in import and export trade. However, recently his goods are always detained by the customs. There are various reasons, but In the end, there was no big problem, but after some investigation, it was inevitable to waste a lot of time, which greatly affected his delivery time.

At first he thought that he had offended someone, and went around to clear up the relationship, but the situation didn't get any better.

His business suddenly stagnated, and the goods could not be delivered to customers as scheduled. He would also face huge liquidated damages. For a while, his hair was almost graying out of anxiety.

Zhong Xiaoyan frowned. She knew that generally speaking, as long as the relationship was in place, the customs would not embarrass them, not to mention that there was no problem with his cargo itself.

"Since when did he become unlucky?"

(End of this chapter)