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Chapter 8 - Chapter 8: I Want to Talk with You!

On the way back, inside the Ferrari, it was unusually quiet.

Qiu Qianyu and Wang Shao Yi sat opposite each other in silence, but their eyes were simultaneously fixed on Jiang Chuan. Qiu Qianyu's beautiful eyes were cold, with an undisguisable look of disgust in her pupils.

Wang Shao Yi's face was gloomy, his eyes shadowed.

Through the rearview mirror, Jiang Chuan took in their expressions and glances, but he didn't care, silently driving the car, as everything transformed into a silent sigh within his heart.

This world was different from the one he once belonged to. Since he didn't fit in here, at worst, he could always return to his own world.

A world filled with slaughter and bloodshed.

Sometimes, leaving isn't necessarily a bad choice.

An hour later, the Ferrari stopped in front of the villa.

Jiang Chuan pushed open the door and got out. Qiu Qianyu also stepped out of the car, turning to Wang Shao Yi inside, saying, "Young Master Wang, thank you so much for today. If it wasn't for your help in attracting the venture capital, I wouldn't know what to do. If you ever need my assistance in the future, I'll do everything I can."

"Qianyu, you make it sound so formal. Your matters are my matters too; there's no need to be so polite." Wang Shao Yi concealed all his resentment and gloom in his eyes, smiling gentlemanly.

"Thank you." Qiu Qianyu thanked him again, then stepped into the villa.

Jiang Chuan followed closely behind.

After Jiang Chuan and Qiu Qianyu left, Wang Shao Yi's eyes immediately darkened frighteningly, a sinister expression flashed across his face, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Dare to ruin my plans, I'll make your life worse than death!"

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Back at the villa, Jiang Chuan lazily leaned on the sofa, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked silently, while Qiu Qianyu headed straight to the second floor.

It seemed as if Jiang Chuan was just a puff of air, completely ignored, with no interaction whatsoever.

To this, Jiang Chuan showed no dissatisfaction; he was well aware that Qiu Qianyu didn't like him, and perhaps even had some disgust for him. Especially after today's misunderstanding, it would be surprising if she showed any kindness.

Qiu Qianyu seemed to be preoccupied, absent-mindedly walking towards the second floor. Just as she stepped on a few steps, her foot suddenly slipped, and her body involuntarily leaned backward.

"Ah..."

A scream echoed as Qiu Qianyu felt the world spinning around her, her heart filled with terror. She slowly closed her eyes, already accepting the fact that she was about to fall down the stairs.

However, the next second, she felt a breeze, a strong arm encircled her waist, catching her falling body.

"Huff... huff..."

Qiu Qianyu gasped for air, still startled, and soon realized she was held in someone's embrace. Her mind was filled with a mix of shock and anger as she struggled vigorously.

She glared at Jiang Chuan's face and coldly said, "Let me go."

Jiang Chuan met her cold gaze, helping her stand upright, said nothing, and stepped towards downstairs.

"Jiang Chuan."

Qiu Qianyu suddenly called out, and Jiang Chuan paused.

"Jiang Chuan, feelings can't be forced. We're impossible. So, you better put away your little thoughts." Qiu Qianyu bit her lip and said coldly, "We're from two different worlds. I'll pretend nothing happened today. I hope you take care of yourself."

"Hmm, I understand."

Jiang Chuan responded lightly, and headed down the stairs.

Qiu Qianyu went upstairs, while Jiang Chuan sat on the sofa smoking, leaning back slightly, staring at the ceiling, his feelings complex as he recalled these past few days interacting with Qiu Qianyu.

The crimson glow flickered and finally extinguished.

Exhaling a smoke ring, he took out his phone, dialed a number, and said softly, "I want to talk to you."

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Chuan left the villa.

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