Chapter 10: Is There Any Chance We Won’t Get Divorced?

The boss looked at the five-year-old taxi’s exterior with little hope.

He listlessly opened the car door. The moment he saw the interior, his eyes widened in disbelief. He stared at Mo Qian incredulously: “This interior… this… this…”

He was too shocked to find any words.

Mo Qian interrupted him: “The interior was modified later. You won’t lose money by taking this car.”

The boss was clearly a connoisseur. The car’s interior was almost brand new, top-of-the-line from a top brand. The seats alone were worth millions, let alone the rest.

He could vaguely guess that, apart from the shell, all the parts of this car were modified.

Its value was immeasurable.

It took the boss a long time to calm down. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked with trembling lips: “How much are you asking for?”

He didn’t have much hope. Even if he wanted it, he might not have the financial means to buy it.

Mo Qian’s tone was indifferent: “Just the market price of a taxi.”

The boss’s pupils dilated in shock. He couldn’t believe it: “Really?”

He would make a fortune even if he paid the price of a brand new taxi.

Something must be wrong. Could this be an accident car, or stolen parts?

The boss’s little thoughts were written all over his face. Mo Qian impatiently said: “All the parts have purchase records. Do you want them?”

The boss didn’t hesitate: “Yes!”

This was a pie falling from the sky. He would even go to the bank to borrow money to buy this car.

The two quickly settled on a price of 900,000 yuan.

When signing the contract, the boss felt guilty and gave another 100,000 yuan.

Qiao Lan didn’t understand cars. Seeing the boss’s one million yuan check, she couldn’t help but say: “The boss is so nice.”

In this era where profiteers are everywhere, it’s rare to find someone who is willing to raise the price after a deal.

The boss stumbled, almost falling.

It wasn’t that he was nice, it was that he had gotten a huge bargain.

With these parts, he could live comfortably for the rest of his life.

Even his grandson’s grandson could live off him.

Mo Qian didn’t give the man a chance to explain. He took the check and left with Qiao Lan.

The boss stared at the back of the “money god,” unable to recover for a long time.

…

Qiao Lan’s driver came to pick them up.

As soon as Mo Qian got in the car, he gave the check to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan waved her hand in refusal: “This is your money, keep it for your future business.”

Starting a business requires startup capital. Besides, the taxi was his asset, nothing to do with her. She wouldn’t take this money.

Mo Qian insisted: “We’re married, my money is yours to keep.”

Qiao Lan looked at the man with a shocked expression. She inexplicably felt like he was handing over his salary.

Their relationship wasn’t that good yet, right?

To be precise, did they even have feelings for each other?

She resolutely refused: “Don’t get carried away. We’re in a contract marriage. Your money is yours, I don’t want it.”

What she didn’t add was that her money was still hers, he wouldn’t get a share!

Mo Qian said calmly: “I won’t keep money. If it’s with me, it might be gone in a day.”

One million yuan was a huge sum for ordinary people, but it wasn’t enough for him to buy a suit. He didn’t care about it at all.

Qiao Lan widened her eyes in disbelief: “Are you that extravagant?”

She could spend a month with one million yuan, after all, she was supporting her house, car, and employees. He was alone, and he would spend it all in a day. Did he go gambling? Or did he go rogue and do something illegal?

After all, they met in a bloody way that day.

Qiao Lan took the check: “I’ll keep it for you first, and return it to you on the day of our divorce.”

Mo Qian didn’t like women mentioning divorce. He asked in a deep voice: “Is there any possibility that we won’t get divorced in a year?”

Qiao Lan smiled slightly: “Not likely.”

She admitted that the man’s looks were a rare gem, but not to the point where she would be infatuated and unable to extricate herself.

Besides, wasn’t being beautiful alone good enough?

Why would she want to be burdened with the shackles of marriage?

Mo Qian curled his lips, not denying it: “We’ll see.”

Qiao Lan didn’t care. But thinking about the divorce, she couldn’t help but worry about the man’s life after the divorce, after all, he was so extravagant.

“You sold the taxi, what are you going to do for work?”

Qiao Lan thought for a moment and suggested: “Your cooking is so good, it’s a shame not to be a chef.”

Mo Qian asked back: “Does good cooking mean you have to be a chef?”

Would he dare to apply to a restaurant, and would the restaurant owner dare to hire him?

Besides…

His big, bony hand rested on the gauze on his chest, and he said faintly: “I’m still injured.”

Qiao Lan swallowed. It was indeed inhumane to mention work to a patient.

“You stay home and recover first.”

The car drove into the hotel’s underground garage. The driver handed over a letter of resignation: “Ms. Qiao, this is my resignation letter. Thank you for your cultivation and introduction over the years.”

The driver came to Haishi to accompany his daughter to study. Now that his daughter was admitted to university, he was also going back to his hometown.

His new job was introduced by Qiao Lan, and he was grateful to her.

“No need to thank me. You deserve it.”

Qiao Lan took out a red envelope from her bag and gave it to him. The driver quickly refused: “Ms. Qiao, you have already given me one month’s extra salary, I can’t take your red envelope.”

Qiao Lan insisted: “The salary is an affirmation of your work. The red envelope is my leaving gift to you, take it.”

The driver’s eyes were filled with warmth: “Ms. Qiao, you’re not like what they say…”

He had been with Qiao Lan for so many years, and he always thought she was a strong, independent, ambitious, and enthusiastic girl. He didn’t know why the people in the company always spoke ill of her and nicknamed her behind her back.

Qiao Lan curled her lips and didn’t explain.

She wouldn’t let go of anyone who was lazy and deceitful, and she wouldn’t treat anyone who worked diligently unfairly. Unfortunately, some people always went against her.

But it didn’t matter. They weren’t even worth her attention.

Qiao Lan went back to her room and called her assistant: “Did you find a new driver?”

The assistant stammered for a long time before saying with a stiff voice: “No.”

Qiao Lan frowned: “How long has it been? Why haven’t you found one yet?”

The driver had applied for resignation a month in advance, and she had also started looking for a driver. How could she not find one after so long?

The assistant swallowed: “They heard that they were driving for you, so they made excuses and couldn’t come.”

Qiao Lan narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Was her reputation that great?

Someone must be pulling strings behind the scenes.

Mo Qian’s deep, magnetic voice sounded behind her: “If you don’t mind, I can take over for a few days.”

“What about your wound?”

“It doesn’t affect driving.”

Qiao Lan rubbed her temples in annoyance: “I’ll think about it.”

Mo Qian was currently unemployed, which was a good choice. But his face was too eye-catching.