Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration novel Chapter 542

Chapter 542: Hacker 535, who doesn’t know ancient martial arts, is not a good Da Shen (an expert in a field) (10) 2 more updates

Although she was asking Ye Shaohua, the corner of her eye couldn’t help but notice the black Lamborghini.

It must have heard the sound.

The man looked over in surprise, seemed to pause for a moment, and then actually walked toward them.

And Bai Jie and the others finally saw his face.

Indeed, they had seen attractive and wealthy men before, like Xiu Dong, but when they saw the man’s face, they couldn’t look away.

It felt as if a wave of cold air was mixing in, bringing a chill even during the three hottest days of summer.

Ye Shaohua didn’t wait for Jiang Yungui to come over; she walked forward.

Jiang Yungui glanced at Ye Shaohua’s colleagues, nodded at them, and then led Ye Shaohua back the way he had come.

The whole way there was an unnaturally quiet atmosphere.

All that remained were Bai Jie and company, standing at Fenghua’s main entrance, watching the Lamborghini drive away, gazing at the string of "0" digits behind it, and feeling a cold sweat on their backs despite the hot day.

"Let’s go eat before going home," Ye Shaohua pondered that Xiaoxiao should be back by then.

The man driving gave a vague "Hmm" in response.

At a red light, he stopped the car, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel one by one.

Ye Shaohua, thinking about how quickly he had found her and adding Xiaoxiao’s master to the equation, felt a throb between her eyebrows, "This time..."

Jiang Yungui interrupted her in a low voice, "I have the memories."

He took off his seatbelt with one hand, and, under Ye Shaohua’s shocked gaze, he leaned over, gripped her chin, and kissed her fiercely.

Only when the honking of a horn behind them sounded did he let go, steering with one hand and buckling her seatbelt with the other.

After dinner, he drove the car back to the old community where Ye Shaohua lived.

"Give my parents a few days," Ye Shaohua squinted, feeling sleepy, "They’ve been worrying about me not being able to marry off; your sudden appearance might trigger their heart problems."

"Worried you can’t marry off?" Jiang Yungui’s eyebrows twitched.

Ye Shaohua sighed, "Can’t help it, with a poor family background, no talent, living by coding every day is the only way."

Jiang Yungui: "..."

Are you serious?

Jiang Yungui hadn’t specifically looked into her, but he knew that her identity was always bizarre.

He drove her to the entrance of the community as she instructed, watching her until she disappeared from his sight. Only then did his gaze slowly shift away.

He didn’t leave right away, just leaned against the car door, smoking a cigarette, studying the structure of the community.

If this place were to undergo demolition, the residents would get quite a sum of money, right?

But he also had some worries.

He didn’t know how long this brief period would last.

How long was this time? One year... two years, or ten years?

The man, who was usually so precious, spirited, and arrogantly proud, appeared somewhat deflated at the moment.

This car, distinctly out of place with the community, simply parked at the community entrance.

"Sir, are you looking for someone?" Xiaoxiao, after hearing the news about the Feng Family, hurried back from abroad, intending to go to the Ye Family to pick up Fei Zhe, but unexpectedly in front of the Ye Family’s old community, she saw the noble man standing beside the car.

Her vision was different from that of ordinary people; she naturally knew that the car before her was a limited edition Lamborghini.

It was not something money could simply buy.

Especially the license plate on the car, which made Xiaoxiao’s eyes jump wildly.

She was not the type to strike up a conversation with strangers; it was just that the man had such a special aura, and was possibly too handsome, that for the first time, Xiaoxiao, who always prided herself on her aloofness as a hacker, let down her cool façade.

Jiang Yungui, hearing the voice, frowned.

He glanced at Xiaoxiao.

Without responding, he crushed out the half-smoked cigarette and threw it into a nearby trash can.

He then got back into the car and drove away.