Chapter 3 Fear
The car drove smoothly forward, and it was extremely quiet inside the car, with only the crackling sound of the keyboard.
Cheng Anyue sat on the right side, her body close to the door, not daring to move, trying her best to ignore the cold, powerful and oppressive aura next to her. She lowered her head and dared not even look at the man next to her.
But the corner of her eye inevitably saw the white and slender fingers typing rapidly on the keyboard.
It is undeniable that those hands are beautiful, but the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are, because she had seen him holding a knife and chopping off people's hands.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help shivering.
Suddenly, the sound of the keyboard stopped, and a cold voice came, "The air conditioner is too low."
His voice was low and majestic, but you could tell from the sound that he was not old.
"Yes, Master!" the driver said respectfully.
Cheng Anyue lowered her head and didn't dare to speak, but the temperature was turned up, and she didn't seem to be as cold as before.
She didn't know why this person was in the car today. In the past, it was just the driver who came to pick her up. Maybe, today, it was just on the way.
Cheng Anyue was trembling all the way, fearing that she would upset the young master next to her and cause trouble for her family.
After finally arriving home, or to be more precise, the An family, Cheng Anyue immediately wanted to escape from this suffocating car.
But the long-term tension made her body stiff, and her hands were cramped, and even opening the car door became a difficult task.
She was anxious and embarrassed, but fortunately, the person next to her had already gotten off the car, and she was relieved.
Just when the pressure in her heart was relieved and she was about to open the door, it was suddenly opened. A tall figure stood outside, looking at her, and said indifferently: "Get off."
Cheng Anyue was stunned, subconsciously raised her head, and saw the handsome face of the man. He was looking at her indifferently, and his narrow and dark eyes did not have any emotion, and one glance was enough to make people shudder.
The extremely aggressive aura all over his body made people dare not approach, and even subconsciously wanted to bow down to him.
It is not right to say that he is a man, because he is only 20 years old, not much older than Cheng Anyue. He is wearing a suit, which is not in line with his age, but it does not make people feel out of place.
Cheng Anyue is afraid of him, very afraid, as if she will become a cold corpse as long as he is unhappy.
In fact, it is not only her who is afraid of him, but many people are afraid of him. An Shijue, the head of the An family, is only 20 years old. He has an iron-blooded wrist and has made the entire An family's business flourish. Who does not have awe of him?
Cheng Anyue dare not disobey his order, but when she saw him standing at the door of the car, she did not have the courage to ask him to move aside, so she could only choose to get off from the other side.
When she got out of the car, she subconsciously looked in the direction of An Shijue, and saw that tall figure was surrounded by people and walked towards the gate.
Cheng Anyue breathed a sigh of relief instantly. Did she escape a disaster?
"Miss, please come in." The housekeeper who was waiting on the side suddenly said.
Cheng Anyue forced a smile, "Okay!"
After returning to the house, she had to face that person again. This was a case of avoiding the first day, but not the fifteenth day. Who made them live under the same roof now?
If she had a choice, she really didn't want to come here.
Cheng Anyue looked up at the villa complex in front of her. This whole area belonged to the An family. The area was very large, and there were bodyguards patrolling everywhere, which to a certain extent explained the financial strength of the An family.
But no matter how rich the An family was, it had nothing to do with her. She didn't even understand why she had to live here.