Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 6 The Charge of Betrayal

Opening the hood of the car, Qiao Luo put the toolbox aside and lowered his head to check the engine wiring inside.

The dark sky was as black as ink, the torrential rain was getting heavier and heavier, the rain and fog were hazy, and the distant scenery became blurred.

"Why is that car again?" Yue Er muttered as he slid the wiper across the windshield and looked at the car blocking in front.

I encountered this car twice a day on this road, and was blocked each time.

Ape dung.

Yue Yi heard the words, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Look ahead." Yue Er reminded.

Looking forward along his line of sight, the familiar picture appeared again.

Their car was blocked again, and...

It's Jolo again.

Noticing that the car stopped, the man in the back seat opened his eyes with a deep gloomy light.

"She is also a strange person to repair the car in such a heavy rain." Yueer joked.

Yue frowned, "Looking at the situation, I guess it won't be repaired in a while."

It's not an option to stay here all the time.

"Or go back and go another way."

The two were whispering, and for a moment they didn't notice the man who had woken up in the back row.

Long Beijue leaned halfway on the seat, his slender fingertips resting on his chin, his piercing cold eyes pierced through the rain curtain, and the majestic heavy rain blurred the thin woman's back.

"Drive over."

He spoke abruptly, and the two people in front were startled.

Without thinking too much, Yue Er sat upright, started the car and drove forward.

Getting closer to Qiao Luo's car, Yue Er honked the horn and looked up at the rearview mirror.

"Young master, there is a traffic jam ahead."

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, the car window was rolled down, and the rain splashed in.

Hearing the whistle, Qiao Luo stopped what he was doing and turned to look behind.

It was that familiar Bentley again.

Slightly shifting his gaze, he met the man's bottomless black eyes.

It's him.

Within a few seconds, Qiao Luo retracted his gaze without a trace and continued with the work in hand.

She couldn't get out of the way this time either, the car couldn't even fire, and she couldn't do anything either.

"Young master, how about..."

As soon as Yue Er opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Long Beijue, "Turn around and go another way."

Yue Er was puzzled, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, so he asked him to drive over all of a sudden, and now he said that he wanted to change the road, he really couldn't understand the young master's mind.

Long Beijue's dim eyes swept over the toolbox in her hand, and the corners of his lips tugged.

I didn't see it when repairing the car, but it seemed to be destroying the car.

The sound of the car gradually weakened and was covered by the heavy rain.

Qiao Luo dropped the tool in his hand and looked back, and Bentley's shadow had long since disappeared.

She looked up at the dark sky, as if she was about to collapse.

It's not good to go out today.

In desperation, she took out her mobile phone and called someone to tow the car.

This is the first time this month and she can't remember.

After the phone call, she stretched out her foot and kicked the tire.

She's definitely going to replace this broken car next month.

……

The autumn rain continued, with a biting chill.

The cool wind beat against the windows, clanging.

Granny Chang walked slowly to the door, looking at the gray sky, with pimple marks on her brows.

The lady has been delivering goods for so long and hasn't come back. Could it be that something happened on the way?

Feeling worried, she turned around and walked back inside, or make a phone call to ask.

Just as he picked up the phone, there were hurried footsteps at the door.

Granny Chang looked up and saw that Qiao Luo had run in wet from head to toe.

Grandma Chang was taken aback, and asked anxiously, "Why do you look like this, is something wrong?"

"The car broke down on the road, and I didn't bring an umbrella." Qiao Luo explained with embarrassment.

Granny Chang put down her phone, "Hurry up and take a hot bath, change your clothes, don't catch a cold."

Qiao Luo nodded, "I'll go upstairs to catch up on sleep. If it's raining too much, we'll close the door early."

Granny Chang responded with a good voice, and asked with concern, "Have you eaten yet, may I cook something for you?"

Qiao Luo shook his head and walked upstairs, "No, I'm not hungry."

Watching her disappear at the corner of the stairs, Granny Chang walked towards the small kitchen.

If you don't eat, you still have to drink a bowl of ginger tea to avoid catching a cold.

The bedroom door and window were closed tightly, and the orange light was dimmed, giving off a little warmth.

The sound of water in the bathroom disappeared, Qiao Luo put down the towel, and his long black hair was disheveled.

Raising his head, Qiao Luo looked at himself in the mirror, his delicate amber eyes seemed particularly incompatible with that plain face.

She looked down at the bottles and jars on the dressing table, and reached for one of the small cyan jars.

Unscrew the lid, and a faint fragrance permeates the air.

After fetching a basin of water, she tilted the jar, and the colorless liquid medicine dripped down, instantly merging with the clear water.

Qiao Luo put down the jar, leaned over, and plunged into the basin.

For nearly a minute, she raised her head and her breathing was slightly chaotic.

Under the light, the water in the basin turned lavender with a strange fragrance.

Turning on the faucet, Qiao Luo splashed cold water on his face, reached out to take a towel, and wiped the water stains on his face casually.

The exquisite facial features are bathed in the light, the skin is creamy, the eyebrows and eyes are like ink, and the crimson lips are a little more charming, as if she is a woman walking out of a painting, and she is completely different from the ordinary face just now.

The only thing that remains the same is the stunning amber eyes, which are still amazing.

Qiao Luo looked at herself in the mirror, a year had passed, and she was still not used to this overly delicate face.

If it hadn't happened to her, she would never have believed in such a bizarre thing as rebirth in the world.

"Ah."

Qiao Luo smiled coldly, his eyes were icy and cold.

Even if she died, she would still be accused of betrayal, which was more ruthless and heartless than she had imagined.

After pouring out the water in the basin, Qiao Luo threw down the towel and walked out of the bathroom barefoot.

After adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner, she got into bed and fell asleep.

Woke up too early in the morning and fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.

"Ye Qi, don't you even listen to what your adoptive father says?"

"Ah Qi, run quickly, go quickly."

"You forced me, you forced me"

"Yeqi, stand by my side, let everyone bow down to us, and everything will be ours."

Jie Jie's laughter reverberated in his mind, like a magic voice lingering in his ears.

Qiao Luo frowned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his delicate little face was pale, and he did not sleep peacefully.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Ah Qi, hurry up, don't, don't hurt her."

The deafening explosion, the soaring flames occupied her dreams, and the crying of grief.

"Night Seven..."

Qiao Luo opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up abruptly.

She lowered her head, panting heavily, her face covered with thin sweat.

(End of this chapter)