Chapter 1945: Never Planned to Let You Go

“Mm, I know.”

No one understood it better than he did.

His girl, the temper he’d spoiled into her since childhood, he’d be shouldering it for this entire lifetime.

“So I never planned on letting you go.”

Lu Zhenzhen’s heart lurched abruptly. “What did you say?”

Gao Zhe didn’t answer her. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her and sat down in the driver’s seat with her in his arms.

He held her knee, moved one of her legs over to the side of the seatbelt, making her face him and lie sitting on his lap.

Behind Lu Zhenzhen was the steering wheel. She bumped into it, her whole body jolting as if pricked all over, and sprang back, but right in front of her was the man’s chest. His hands had her locked in tight. Lu Zhenzhen pressed down on his arm, lifted her head, her pupils shaking hard. “What are you doing? You plan to drive like this? If you want to die, why drag me down with you!”

“Relax, I drive very steadily.”

As he spoke, Gao Zhe actually started the car.

They’d barely gone two meters before Lu Zhenzhen shouted for him to stop. “Stop! I’ll sit on the side.”

Gao Zhe slowly stepped on the brake and looked down at her. For once, he actually saw panic and fluster on her face. “Not running anymore?”

“Run where! I’m already in the car, how am I supposed to run!”

Lu Zhenzhen shoved at him a couple of times, climbed out of his arms, and moved to sit on the side.

Gao Zhe clicked the lock down.

Lu Zhenzhen folded her legs up, hugging her arms, head leaning back. She’d gotten even thinner, couldn’t even fill out a seat.

Gao Zhe leaned over. Just as Lu Zhenzhen was zoning out, a shadow suddenly loomed in front of her, and she lifted her hand and slapped without thinking.

Right after she hit him, she froze. The light was dim, and Gao Zhe was less than two centimeters away from her. She couldn’t see his expression clearly, nor tell if there was a handprint on his face. He pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, the line of his profile standing out, all sharp angles, yet carrying a faint chill that made one’s heart tremble.

Lu Zhenzhen felt a bit guilty, but she didn’t want to yield outright. She turned her head away and forced out three words: “I’m sorry.”

A tone just barely better than perfunctory.

“Mm, got it.”

As he spoke, he reached over and pulled down the seatbelt on her side.

Lu Zhenzhen couldn’t hold it in anymore. She looked back at him from the corner of her eye, the words suffocating her, so she simply let them out. “You suddenly came at me, you scared me. It was just instinct. Don’t be mad.”

The corner of Gao Zhe’s lips hooked up slightly, then quickly fell again. “I’m not mad. If I were going to get mad at you, I’d have died young from anger ages ago. I’m used to it.”

He was probably a terminal case of love-brain with no cure. How else could he find that soft little “don’t be mad” of hers so hooking, like it tugged at his heart.

Lu Zhenzhen drew in a breath, but because the car was cramped, she instinctively lowered her voice. “Let me see how your face is.”

She reached out, not shy at all about going straight to cup his face. The moment her fingertips brushed him, the man obligingly turned toward her—and quickly stole a kiss from her lips.

Lu Zhenzhen’s eyelids trembled hard. He leaned in again and kissed her once more. “I’m getting hit anyway. Might as well earn myself one more. No loss.”

He was right; Lu Zhenzhen really was about to hit him. Her hand was already raised, and he didn’t even move his eyes. The second she lifted her hand, he caught it and lowered it, and in the flickering light, he accurately found her gaze. “Miss, are you planning to sleep with me tonight?”

Lu Zhenzhen’s heart was in chaos, like it’d been trampled over by a galloping horse.

This man—no matter how much of a dog he was—still couldn’t help but feel something when he was being teased.

People only knew she’d been spoiled by Gao Zhe growing up. In truth, Gao Zhe was also someone she’d raised. His whole vibe, his looks, his way of dressing, and the current calm, unruffled yet ruthless CEO aura—every bit of it had been cultivated and reshaped according to what she liked.