When Wanda went downstairs, the expensive car was still parked outside, and Quincy was waiting for her in front of the car.
He was playing with the lighter.
Seeing that Wanda finally came down, he raised his eyebrows and put away his lighter.
"Get in the car." Quincy said faintly, and after that, he got into the car first.
The driver put Wanda's luggage into the trunk. Looking at her, Quincy stood there with his head down. Finally, Wanda couldn't help but look back at the direction of her house. When she turned around, tears welled up in her eyes and she sat beside Quincy.
"Don't make such a life and death separation. I haven't said that you can't go home to see your disappointing uncle in the future." Seeing her like this, Quincy suddenly said these words, even he himself didn't know why he felt a little sorry for her.
He didn't know that the reason why she was sad now was not that she didn't have a chance to come back in the future. Her uncle was her only family. For so many years, she had suffered a lot for this family, but she never felt aggrieved, because there was only one goal in her heart, which was to save enough money for her uncle's treatment.
She had no friends or been in love. She was like a machine that made money. But when the day finally came, what was waiting for her was such an end.
When Quincy asked her uncle to sell her to him, her uncle didn't hesitate at all. She even saw a sigh of relief in her uncle's eyes.
It turned out that in her uncle's heart, she should be a machine, without love, only value.
Looking at her, Quincy leaned against the back seat lazily and said, "or, do you feel surprised at this result? It's all your fault. You don't know what a gambler is! "
"It's none of your business what I'm thinking now. You have nothing to do with what will happen to me." "I'm here now. You don't have to sneer at me anymore." Wanda muffled, but there was a bit of gambling in her tone, as well as disgust for Quincy.
With a snort, Quincy didn't say anything. This woman was quite bold. It was the first time that someone dared to talk to him in such a tone.
Although the car was spacious enough, it was the first time that she had been so close to a man, and besides this demonic man. Although Wanda had huddled herself up against the window, she still felt that his breath had been around her nose.
Looking at her uneasiness, a playful smile played at the corners of Quincy's mouth. "Are you afraid? Are you afraid of me? "
Wanda didn't turn her head. She just shook down the window glass the sudden influx of air made her breathe a sigh of relief. He was right. She was afraid of him. He gave off a violent aura, as if he was born with a depressing element. However, he was so handsome that he could easily catch a person's sight and heartstrings.
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