Chapter 22 - 22 22 Lack of Discernment_1

Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Lack of Discernment_1 Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Lack of Discernment_1 Quan Yifei interjected, “It happens to be that my car is being serviced there, so I can pick it up on the way.”

Jian Qing nodded, since the trip to buy a car was cancelled, she might as well go home.

“Then I will go back first.”

“We should also head back, it’s getting late,” Quan Yimo suggested.

The group descended the stairs, but before they reached the door, a silver dragon-like streak of lightning tore through the gloomy sky, followed by a heavy downpour.

“Boom boom boom–”

“Damn, what a weather. It always rains when I didn’t bring my umbrella.”

“My newly purchased dress is ruined now.”

“Stop complaining, let’s find shelter quickly before we catch a cold.”

With the deafening rumble of thunder, the constant whispering and murmuring of passersby filled the air, as they hurriedly sought shelter beneath the awnings of nearby shops and buildings.

Quan Mingxuan and the others had driven themselves, so they didn’t need to worry. However, it was a bit more troublesome for Jian Qing. In such terrible weather, hailing a taxi instantly was not that easy, plus the rain didn’t seem like it would stop anytime soon.

“Third Brother, since both you and Jian Qing live in Shijin Haoting, why don’t you drop her off on the way?” Quan Yifei felt clever about her suggestion. See, she was a serious matchmaker.

Jian Qing was about to say no need, but a cold voice next to her preempted her unspoken words, “Hmm.”

Jian Qing suppressed the deep thoughts in her eyes, forget it, she’d take the ride anyway.

By this time, Quan Yimo had driven his car over, Quan Mingxuan looked at his sister Quan Yifei, who was still clinging to Jian Qing reluctantly, and sighed helplessly. He grabbed Yifei’s arm, and without a word, stuffed her into the back seat.

Jian Qing watched and gave a light laugh.

Getting in the car, Quan Yifei still couldn’t behave. She lowered the car window and waved at Jian Qing, “Jian Qing, see you next time, Mua!”

Jian Qing courteously waved back at her, “See you next time.”

As the car disappeared into the rain, only Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu were left. The atmosphere became quiet.

One of them had a cold temperament, and the other seemed indifferent. Neither of them were talkative, and none wanted to initiate a conversation.

After waiting for a while, a sleek black car came to an elegant stop in front of the door with a squeal.

Next, the car door opened and a man came out, holding an umbrella and respectfully looking at Quan Jingwu, “Boss!”

He was Shen Hao, decked out in a sophisticated suit and a pair of golden-rimmed glasses resting on his tall nose bridge giving him a refined look. The flash of razor-sharp intelligence in his eyes indicated that he was not one to be taken lightly. He was one of Quan Jingwu’s top officers at JK International.

Quan Jingwu gave a nod and reached out his hand.

Shen Hao understood instantly and handed over the other umbrella in his hand.

As he handed over the umbrella, Shen Hao noticed the person standing next to Quan Jingwu. Upon registering her stunning face, his eyes flashed in surprise.

Wasn’t this the same person his Boss had asked him to investigate a few days ago?

She looked even more beautiful in person than in the photo!

“Boss, you get in the car first. I’ll hold the umbrella for Miss,” Shen Hao offered.

“No need.” Quan Jingwu’s cold voice startled Shen Hao, causing him to instantly shift the umbrella closer to Jian Qing.

“Keep up.”

Jian Qing nodded at Shen Hao and then without hesitation, she matched her steps with Quan Jingwu, sharing one umbrella.

Shen Hao watched, bewildered, as his boss retreated into the car, only coming back to his senses when the car door shut with a thud.

Did he just see his boss sharing an umbrella with a woman?

Was this still his boss?

Could this Miss Jian be his future wife?

Having this realization, Shen Hao couldn’t help but chide himself for his lack of insight earlier. He almost ruined his Boss’s chance to spend time with his future wife.

He was so foolish; he must change his ways.

Not wanting to delay any longer, Shen Hao quickly got into the car and started it.

The back seat of the car fell into silence.

Jian Qing looked out of the window, her view blurred by the dense curtain of rain. There was still a long way to Shijin Haoting. She intended to doze off, but the presence of the man beside her was too overwhelming for her to even nap.

Throughout the ride, Shen Hao kept checking the situation in the back seat through the rearview mirror. Seeing that the two hadn’t started any conversation, he felt anxious for them.

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping. After a silent ride, they finally reached Shijin Haoting. Quan Jingwu got off the car first, then walked over to Jian Qing’s side and held the umbrella over her.

This time Shen Hao knew better than to get out. He swore that if he disrupted his boss’s chance to appear gallant in front of his future wife again, he was doomed to pull all-nighters at the office for a whole month.

“Boss, Miss Jian, I’ll be leaving first,” Shen Hao said, smiling, as he rolled down the car window.

Quan Jingwu merely nodded, and Shen Hao promptly started the car, speeding off faster than a rabbit.

In the curtain of rain, their two shadows, one tall and one short, painted a beautiful picture like an ink painting.

Sharing a single umbrella, there was hardly any distance between them. The masculine scent from the man lingered at the tip of Jian Qing’s nose, causing her luscious eyelashes to flutter and form a heart-stopping arc in the air.

Quan Jingwu glanced down at the woman beside him and her soft hair. It felt like a feather brushing gently over his heart, enticing him to mess up her long hair.

Upon reaching her doorstep, Jian Qing felt relieved. Her steps lightened as she climbed the stairs, she looked up at Quan Jingwu, startled.

His jet-black hair held droplets of water, making his handsome face more enchanting. His clothes were also slightly wet. However, there was not a single drop of rain on her.

He had covered most of the umbrella, getting drenched in the process.

After a moment of thought, she took out a handkerchief from her backpack. Embroidered with roses in full bloom, the handkerchief was delicate and exquisite.

“Here, wipe yourself off.”

Quan Jingwu looked at the little hand offering the handkerchief, a spark of amusement flashed across his eyes, quickly vanishing as he accepted the handkerchief.

The cold touch of his fingertips met her warm, sending a jolt through both of them.

Jian Qing nonchalantly withdrew her hand, smiling politely, “See you.”

As her words fell, she turned to enter the passcode. Even knowing that Quan Jingwu was watching didn’t bother her. Even if he saw the password, it was useless, she had already changed the lock system to recognize her fingerprint and the password shuffled every day.

The door shut with a thud. Quan Jingwu held the handkerchief tighter, his gaze falling on the lock from afar, his eyes gleaming with intrigue.

Interesting…