An hour later.
The black car stopped near the cemetery.
Seeing the dozen or so cars ahead, Chu Qianqian opened the car door and glanced at the suave man, reluctant to say goodbye like this.
With a woman's intuition and Bo Jinghang's subtle way of keeping his distance, she knew he hadn't been moved like she had.
So...
If she parted with him now, would he ask her out again?
She didn't mind asking Bo Jinghang out, but he liked gentle and obedient girls, would he end up disliking her?
The unspoken thoughts made her hesitate to speak, but finally she suddenly thought of something. She took out the two million yuan check from her pocket and gently placed it on the passenger seat: "I can't accept this."
"It's your compensation, why not accept it?" Bo Jinghang's slender fingers picked up the check, chuckling as he handed it back to her: "Take it, or should I return it to that father and son?"
