Jiang Chuan smiled faintly, not minding at all!
With a press on the accelerator, the car shot forward like an arrow leaving the string.
All the way, Qiu Qianyu was preoccupied, constantly dialing a number.
However, the number was never answered.
Using the car's rear-view mirror, Jiang Chuan easily saw the number on Qiu Qianyu's phone screen.
Zhao Weide.
"Is something wrong? Do you need my help?"
Jiang Chuan asked softly while driving, briefly glancing back at her.
Although he wasn't very fond of Qiu Qianyu, she was his wife in name, and he had promised Qiu Moming that during these three months, he would protect her, care for her, and not let her get hurt.
Qiu Qianyu frowned slightly, glaring at Jiang Chuan with displeasure, her voice cold as ice, "Just drive your car properly. How could you help?"
In Qiu Qianyu's eyes, Jiang Chuan was just someone who could fight a little, but this was not a situation that could be resolved with fighting. How could he possibly help her?
