Ye Che drove to the hotel Xia Weiyi mentioned at a sprinting speed. One reason was that he was afraid Wen Qiyang, that cold-hearted man, might be bullying her, and the second reason was that he still felt some underlying sense of crisis.
So, as soon as he burst into the room, without a word, he grabbed Xia Weiyi by the arm and pulled her into his embrace.
Xia Weiyi and Qu Qingge were joking around when suddenly she tipped forward and then was caught in a spacious embrace. Startled, she turned her head and saw Ye Che's extremely handsome face tense with concern.
Unaware of his displeasure, she smiled sweetly at him, "Ye Che, you came so quickly! Isn't this road usually very congested?"
Ye Che's face twitched.
Congested, how could it not be? Overtaking, changing lanes, running red lights—it was others who were stuck, not him, Ye Che.
