Chu Lingzhi felt a chill run down her spine as she stared blankly at him.
He was just asking casually—did he have to look at her with such a terrifying gaze?
"Get out of the car!" Nangong Yehen's icy aura radiated, his voice colder than usual.
Chu Lingzhi quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the door, and scrambled out as if fleeing for her life.
Judging by his murderous expression, if she had been even a second slower, he would have strangled her.
The moment Chu Lingzhi steadied herself, before she could even close the door, the car roared off with a whoosh.
A wave of hot, gasoline-scented air blasted her, making her cough as she covered her mouth.
"Nangong Yehen, you psycho! Cough, cough..."
"What a total psycho. I'd never believe that five years ago, I fell for this psycho at first sight."
Cursing under her breath, Chu Lingzhi fished her phone out of her bag to call her assistant.
Just then, a white Volkswagen pulled up in front of her.
The window rolled down, revealing a woman's delicate face.
Seeing Chu Lingzhi dumped off, she teased, "Kicked out of the car? Did you offend our City King?"
Chu Lingzhi put her phone back in her bag and got straight into the car.
"Good thing you showed up, or I'd have no idea when I'd catch a cab."
This area was a luxury villa district—everyone living here had their own car.
They drove themselves in and out, no need for taxis.
So taxis rarely passed by here.
Chu Lingzhi fumed inwardly, vowing never to ride in Nangong Yehen's car again.
No way she'd let him toss her out again when he got upset.
"Lingzhi, how do you know Young Master Nangong? Why did you come in his car to Young Master Mo's place?" The assistant turned back, eyeing Chu Lingzhi with a gossipy glint.
"Focus on driving!" Chu Lingzhi snapped at her.
"I'm driving fine—you answer my question." Though they were boss and subordinate, they got along like close friends.
"I don't know Nangong Yehen. He knows me, sought me out, and brought me here."
From start to finish, Nangong Yehen had been the one taking the initiative.
If he hadn't shown up in front of her, she wouldn't even know he was the father of her child.
"You're not lying to me?" The assistant raised an eyebrow with a smile, glancing back at Chu Lingzhi again.
Chu Lingzhi glared at her. "Liu Dongli, if we get into a crash, my son will kill you."
...
The car stopped at the entrance of Junyi Tower. Chu Lingzhi got out and walked into the building, while Liu Dongli drove to the underground parking lot.
She took the elevator and quickly returned to the office.
The front desk told her that her family had been waiting for her in the lounge all morning.
Chu Lingzhi raised an eyebrow. Her family?
Was it Nangong Yichen? No way—he was at school with Chu Junshou.
Or Mu Yu?
If it were Mu Yu, she'd be waiting in her office or chatting with the front desk.
She figured it was probably Chu Jianjue.
She went back to her office first, drank half a glass of water, put away the medicine kit, checked the day's appointment list, and then strolled leisurely toward the lounge.
Sure enough, waiting for her in the lounge were Chu Jianjue and Li Meirong.
Before she even entered, Li Meirong spotted her through the glass door.
Li Meirong shot up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her posture and vicious expression as if she wanted to kill someone.
Chu Jianjue, sitting beside her, grabbed her arm and said meaningfully, "Calm down. That'll only piss her off."
Li Meirong's face twisted as she shot him a venomous glare. "Useless piece of trash!"