What's So Great About Being a CEO? Setting Up a Stall Is Much Better (40)
However, after waiting so long to see her again, he couldn't possibly back down just like that. He secretly let out a breath. "Could you spare me a few minutes?"
"Or is my face really so unpleasant that you can't even be bothered to look up at me?"
"What?" Su Qiao was a little surprised.
Were the two of them very familiar?
Not familiar, right?
In a certain sense, they didn't even know each other.
Yet there had been a trace of grievance and familiarity in his tone just now, as if they had known each other for a long time—and were a couple with an unusually close relationship.
Su Qiao stared at him and puzzled over it for quite a while, but still couldn't figure out why he was acting as if he knew her very well.
In her memory, they had never crossed paths.
Chu Jingchen felt a little uncomfortable under her stare, so he lowered his head and looked at his clothes.
They weren't on backward, and they weren't dirty.
He then touched his face, but didn't find anything unusual either.
Su Qiao raised her chin at him arrogantly. "Go on. What do you want with me?"
Given his status, there was no way he would appear at a small Night Market like this, much less shop at a little street stall.
Since he had come looking for her, he must have some other reason.
Chu Jingchen's eyes flickered. "You know me?"
Su Qiao was speechless.
Who had just spoken in that aggrieved tone?
And now he was turning around and asking her that.
"I don't."
"But judging by the way you look, you obviously didn't come to buy anything."
So she