"Pussycat."
Jiang Beiyuan groaned, gasped, pressed the back of her head, and pressed her into his arms.
"Is your aunt back?"
"Yeah, I'm back, it's been three days!"
"…good."
Jiang Beiyuan's voice was hoarse to the point of death, and then he raised his eyes again to look at Ding Baoyi, who was driving in front.
"Turn ahead."
"Huh? But there is a development area in front of it, there is no hotel!"
Ding Baoyi thought Jiangbeiyuan was going to a hotel, but there was no one in the development zone, let alone a hotel.
Jiangbeiyuan: "I know."
"good."
He said so. Ding Baoyi didn't ask any more questions and turned right at the intersection ahead.
The car came directly to the development zone where birds were busy.
Jiang Beiyuan: "Go ahead and ask Xu Kuangjie to pay for the taxi."
“…”
Ding Baoyi finally understood what he wanted to do, coughed twice, turned off the engine, quickly got out of the car, and closed the door.
She walked for a while and looked back.
Rolls-Royce seems to have become a Transformer.
…
Two hours later.
Jiang Beiyuan drove around from the back to the front.
Yan Nian was lying in the back seat of the car, wearing Jiang Beiyuan's camel coat.
She was so tired that she only had the strength to breathe.
Jiang Beiyuan carried her out of the car, and she was in his arms, unable to say a word.
Hazy, lying on the bed, she only vaguely heard him seem to say something in her ear -
"If we don't put that man named Wen in jail, your husband won't be named Jiang!"
Wow.
He is so capable.
Yan Nian thought that he was dreaming, turned over, and fell asleep in that warm embrace.
Only by being held by him can she have a good night's sleep.
…
The next day.
Blue Mountain Cafe.
Because of yesterday's unexpected incident, Yan Nian had a shadow of the Peak Restaurant, so he did not dare to go to that restaurant again.
Ding Baoyi sat opposite her, with a red waistcoat draped over her shoulders. She took two sips of coffee and reached out to flick her nails.
"I thought you couldn't come out today."
Yan Nian: "Even if you don't get out, you can tell that the matter is very important, very urgent, very critical!"
"What's going on?"
"Do you still remember the god of learning from our Ningcheng Affiliated High School, Jiang Ting?"
"puff!"
Ding Baoyi squirted out a sip of coffee, and a few drops of coffee stains hit Yan Nian's collar.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Yan Nian looked at her in surprise.
You know, Ding Baoyi is different from her. No matter what happens, Ding Baoyi will never squirt after drinking coffee for ten thousand years.
"It's okay, it's okay, I just choked!"
Ding Baoyi waved her hand towards Yan Nian.
"It's so good, why did you mention him? He's going to die!"
"Look at this-"
Yan Nian took out the purple candy wrapper from his pocket and handed it to Ding Baoyi.
The handwriting on it was blurry and light. Facing the sun, Ding Baoyi squinted her eyes slightly and could barely make out the large characters flying in the air...
Jiang Ting's words will never be separated.
"Ah, it turns out to be Jiang Ting. Didn't you have a good relationship with him for a while before? This is probably what he wrote."
Ding Baoyi handed the candy wrapper back indifferently.
She thought something had happened to Jiang Ting and was shocked.
After listening to Ding Baoyi's words, Yan Nian's face was filled with shock and confusion, and his two brows furrowed into an earthworm shape.
"The sky has eyes and the conscience of heaven and earth. When will I get along with Jiang Ting?!"
"Tsk, you forgot. He was your tutor before and said he would take you to study in the UK. You readily agreed and then eloped to the UK with him."
(End of chapter)