Not an Angel - Chapter 15: The Second Generation Rich Kid (Part 2)

Finally, school was over. As soon as the bell rang, Xu Anqi's heart started pounding. To match the tense atmosphere, her phone started ringing at the right moment.
Another unfamiliar number. Feeling inexplicably disgusted, I pressed the reject button. Just as I stepped out of the classroom, it rang again. I rejected it once more, but then, thinking it wasn't right, I called back.
"Anqi." Xu Zhuoran's deep voice came through.
"Dad?! I... I just finished class. The teacher was talking to me, so..." Xu Anqi subconsciously concealed the reason why she didn't answer the phone.
"Hmm." Xu Zhuoran could tell she was nervous. He wouldn't care about her harmless little tricks, so he naturally stopped her from continuing. "I'm on my way. It'll probably take me another ten minutes to get to school. Wait for me at the gate."
"You came to pick me up in person?" Xu Anqi asked in disbelief.
"Okay." Xu Zhuoran responded softly, "I'm driving, wait for me a little while."
"Oh!" Xu Anqi responded softly, unable to contain her joy.
I was driving, which meant there was no driver, no one watching, and only the two of us all night! Xu Anqi felt excited just thinking about it.
"Dad, I'll wait for you at the convenience store entrance, a little to the left of the school gate." She had already left the school gate and looked around before telling Xu Zhuoran.
"Mm." Xu Zhuoran replied briefly, his deep voice so pleasant that she couldn't bear to hang up.
"Xu Anqi! Don't you know I'm waiting for you? Why are you dawdling like this!" A cold male voice suddenly rang out.
"Huh?" Xu Anqi looked at the voice, confused. It turned out to be that spoiled brat from noon.
"Don't listen to other people's calls when you're talking to me." With that, he took the phone from Xu Anqi's ear.
"Are you crazy?!" Xu Anqi immediately lost her temper, shouting angrily as she reached out to snatch the phone, but it was too late; he had already held it above his head.
"You told me to wait for you, how could you forget so quickly?" Looking at her beautiful face that flushed red in an instant, the person holding the phone suddenly felt like teasing her. So he held the phone up to a height that Xu Anqi could barely reach, making her circle around him, and said jokingly, "I never wait for women, but I made an exception for you."
Xu Anqi was just annoyed that she couldn't get her phone back, but she didn't pay much attention to what he was saying. However, Xu Zhuoran on the other end of the phone heard it clearly.
"Give me back my phone! I'm talking to my dad!" Xu Anqi didn't care about her image anymore; she practically shouted these words.
"Really?" The spoiled brat was unconvinced, staring at Xu Anqi's wide eyes, which were bulging with anger, and grinning wickedly. "Anqi, you really didn't call her by the wrong name, even when you're angry you're so beautiful!" He sincerely praised her as he casually put the phone to his ear and said "Hello—"
"Who is this? I am Xu Zhuoran." A simple sentence, delivered in an unquestionable tone, instantly froze the playful smirk of the spoiled brat.
"Hello, Mr. Xu, I am Qi Yang." Before the young master could regain his previous cold tone, his reply was surprisingly respectful.
Xu Zhuoran sneered inwardly, slightly surprised that the other man hadn't used the term "junior" to distinguish their status.
"Let my daughter answer the phone." Xu Zhuoran's voice wasn't loud, but it was very intimidating.
Xu Anqi took the phone, but before she could speak, Xu Zhuoran said, "Stand there and don't move. I've already seen you."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a pure black Cherokee pulled up to the roadside not far away.
“Dad…” Xu Anqi looked at Xu Zhuoran, who gracefully emerged from the car, and called out softly, biting her lip.
Xu Zhuoran came over and gently put his arm around her shoulders, his lips brushing lightly against her ear. With a faint smile, he settled Xu Anqi into the car. As he was about to get back into the driver's seat, he looked up at Qi Yang, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Qi Yang tilted his head slightly and nodded, a silent farewell. The slight twitch at the corner of his mouth betrayed his nervousness.
Looking at Qi Yang, who was seeing them off, in the rearview mirror, Xu Zhuoran's gaze deepened slightly. His premonitions were always accurate; this kid wasn't simple, neither was he himself, nor was it his purpose in approaching Xu Anqi. That naive look in his eyes, no matter how much he tried to conceal it, couldn't hide the provocation that flickered beneath his cold exterior. After all, he was only a teenager; it was difficult for him to remain completely hidden. Xu Zhuoran knew this kid had come prepared, but he had plenty of ways to make him realize his own foolishness.

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