Through the smooth mirror of the elevator, I can clearly see the man behind me with my peripheral vision.
He was talking on the phone at the moment, his expression was serious and cold, he was almost silent, just listening to the other end of the phone. Occasionally he would make a "hmm" sound from his nose, and the tone was also cold. Even the air in the elevator seemed to be chilly.
Today, he looked different from the usual time. He was wearing a beige sportswear and looked energetic.
Jing Yu withdrew his gaze before he hung up the phone.
"Did you bring the things?" he spoke first.
Jing Yu looked back suspiciously, "Talk to me?"
He looked at her quietly without saying anything. The answer was noncommittal. Jing Yu didn't understand, "What is it?"
"Tie clips."
Jing Yu suddenly realized that this was what he wanted to tell him.
“I don’t usually carry it with me.”
Yu Zeyao nodded, "I'll take you back and pick up your tie clip."
Jing Yu was about to refuse after hearing the first half of the sentence, but changed his tone after hearing the second half, "You must be very busy, I will send it to Madam when I have time. Don't worry, I won't lose it if you leave it with me."
He should have plenty of tie clips. But she didn't want to get too close to him.
Who would have thought that Yu Zeyao would reply calmly: "I'm not busy now."
"… "
What else can I say
Jingyu was taken directly to the underground garage. As Jinnian said, the Lagonda was parked there, in a special position that was particularly conspicuous. Men passing by the car would stop their cars to look at it, or whistle to praise its handsomeness.
Jingyu followed him into the car and sat far away from him to show his consistent attitude.
Yu Zeyao didn't care much and was flipping through documents in the car. After a while, he seemed to feel that the atmosphere was too dull and spoke up: "How are you thinking about it?"
Jing Yu didn't expect that he hadn't given up yet. It shouldn't be the case. With his status and position, what kind of woman could he want? She thought that she had nothing special to make him think about her for so long. Moreover, after he said those words to her that day, she thought about it and couldn't think of what opportunity made this man have a little interest in her.
"I haven't thought about it." She looked out the window, her expression calm and indifferent: "I just thought it was a joke from Mr. Yu."
"Really?" Yu Zeyao looked up from the documents and said these two words with a half-smile. Jing Yu instinctively turned back to look at him. She was slightly startled when she met his meaningful gaze. His eyes were like those of a falcon snatching its prey on the grassland, as if it was determined to win and had it all planned out.
And she was like the prey.
"Mr. Yu, someone is following us!"
At this moment, Cheng En, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly turned around. His expression was colder and more tense than ever, which made Jing Yu tense as well.
She subconsciously looked at Yu Zeyao. In comparison, Yu Zeyao was very calm, as if he was used to this kind of thing. He just looked up and glanced at the back through the rearview mirror, "Change the route and get rid of them."
"yes."
Cheng En responded.
He stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed forward. Unexpectedly, Jing Yu felt a strong push on her back and was thrown out by the huge inertia. Yu Zeyao reached out and grabbed her, wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her back.
She moved his hand away and he leaned over. Jingyu shrank back and stared at her warily.
Yu Zeyao looked at her seriously, his hand falling on the seat belt, "Fasten your seat belt. There is no guarantee that there will be no danger in a while."
Jing Yu said, "Oh," and said, "I can do it myself."
She looked at him again while fastening her seat belt. Although he was calm, his expression was tense. Jing Yu couldn't help but ask: "... What kind of danger do you just mentioned?"
Yu Zeyao replied seriously, "My life is in danger."
Jing Yu could tell from his expression that he didn't seem to be joking.
"Afraid?"
Jing Yu did not answer immediately, but just held onto his seat belt and looked back. There were several cars following behind him. Those people were like professional racers. No matter how fast their cars were, they would chase after them. Even if they left him behind for a while, they would catch up again soon, biting him very closely. And they were coming with such force that they seemed to be risking their lives.
The number of cars speeding on the road like this had already caused panic on the street, and the cars nearby had already made emergency avoidance moves hundreds of meters away.
"I'm not afraid now." Jing Yu retracted his gaze and looked at him, "I just regret it."
"Regret getting in my car?"
"If I lose my life for a tie clip, do you think I am wronged?" She was in a dilemma now. Not to mention stopping the car to let her get off, even stepping on the brakes lightly was impossible.
Yu Zeyao looked at her with deep eyes, "I will protect your life, you won't lose it."
Every word is solemn and powerful, like a promise.
Jing Yu's heart was slightly moved, and waves of emotions appeared. She felt that she was quite ridiculous. How could she think such words were a promise
Her soft lips moved, and just as she was about to say something, she heard a low shout from the front. Cheng En said, "Sir, there is an ambush ahead! But this is a road we picked randomly, how did they know we were going this way?"
Yu Zeyao frowned. Cheng En suddenly had a gun in his hand. The muzzle was pointed at the driver's temple. After all, he was someone who followed Yu Zeyao, and the driver had seen the world, so he remained calm even when facing a gun.
"Did you collude with them?"
The driver replied calmly, "Sir, you should understand my determination to follow you. I will never betray you."
Yu Zeyao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Put the gun down. Find the tracker in the car."
Cheng En put away his gun and immediately got into the car.
Jing Yu sat next to him and didn't speak for a long time. He stared at the dark gun, and his expression was no longer as relaxed as before.
Yu Zeyao turned around and looked at her. His gaze was much gentler than before. "Are you really scared now?"
Jing Yu seemed to come back to his senses at this point, nodded hesitantly, looked at him, and asked: "What do you... do?"
She originally thought that he might have offended someone in business, so he had to go out in such a grand manner every time. But now it seems that is not the case. How can a businessman carry a gun at every turn
Jing Yu guessed, "You are... a ****? Dealing drugs, selling arms? Or smuggling?"
Each of these made her, as a legal citizen, feel terrified.
This was a dangerous situation, and everyone was in danger. However, Yu Zeyao was amused by her at the time, "You have a good imagination."
With a loud bang, the rear end of the car was hit hard.