What's So Great About Being a CEO? Setting Up a Street Stall Is Better (8)
"The world is so big. Where can't I go?"
Su Qiao avoided everyone and quietly slipped out of the operating room.
Don't forget, you still have a mission.
"It's fine. I don't have much of anything, but I do have plenty of time." Once a year or so had passed, she could simply come back.
With 444's help, Su Qiao left the hospital without a hitch and erased all the surveillance footage along the way.
A taxi stopped in front of her. The middle-aged driver looked at her. "Miss, where are you headed?"
Su Qiao didn't even know where she lived.
444 promptly reported the address where she currently lived.
Wuzhu Road, Fugui Residential Area. The place you live now is Gu Hualei's house.
Su Qiao felt the few large bills she had stolen in her pocket, then got into the back seat and gave the driver the address.
I'm not actually living with him, am I? Su Qiao felt a little uneasy.
Since the original host had even agreed to plastic surgery, she would certainly have agreed to any other unreasonable demands Gu Hualei made.
If that was really the case, Su Qiao considered turning back and castrating Gu Hualei.
Fortunately, 444's next words promptly stopped her strange thoughts.
Not yet. The original host had known him for less than half a year and had been with him for less than three months. Besides, the person Gu Hualei truly liked was someone else, so he wasn't particularly enthusiastic about that sort of thing.
But you live next door to him. He kept a very close eye on the original host and wouldn't even let her continue her old job.
In everyone else's eyes, he