"Fu Ziqian, what are you doing here?" Qiao Chuchu glared angrily at Fu Ziqian with a frown.
"Good morning." Fu Ziqian replied, looking at Qiao Chuchu. He noticed the dark circles and haggard appearance on her face, which didn't look good.
He knew Qiao Chuchu had partied at the club until the early morning before coming home.
Someone had tipped him off.
Qiao Chuchu felt like she was about to explode with anger.
So... is Fu Ziqian pursuing her?
Chased her all the way from the military compound to here... Will she never be able to escape Fu Ziqian?
Why is Fu Ziqian so persistent?
Why is he so hauntingly persistent?
Qiao Chuchu took a deep breath to calm herself. She was never a match for Fu Ziqian, and if she lost her temper and sense, she'd only be less of a match for him.
She needed to remain calm, keep her wits, and avoid making mistakes.
"Fu Ziqian, what is... going on?" Qiao Chuchu coldly questioned Fu Ziqian.
