Tang Mengqing was a little confused. Only then did she realize that she had let the cat out of the bag. Her face turned as pale as paper and looked extremely ugly.
After all, she is just a teenage girl. No matter how powerful her mother and sister are, she is still young and has a certain mentality. Under Su Qianci's aura, she is completely defeated.
Hearing Li Weiya's words, Tang Mengqing quickly became anxious and quickly explained: "How is it possible, Yaya, don't listen to her! I didn't!"
However, although Li Weiya is simple, she is not stupid at all.
Tang Mengqing's words just now were tantamount to consent.
Now her explanation no longer constitutes any credibility.
Seeing her friend's obvious disbelief, Tang Mengqing felt too embarrassed to stay any longer. She glared at Su Qianci hatefully, then turned and ran away with red eyes.
Li Weiya glanced at Su Qianci apologetically, and quickly chased in the direction of Tang Mengqing.
"Hey, you haven't paid the bill yet!" the barbecue stall owner caught up and shouted.
"Let's add it to ours. Here you go." Lu Yihan said, and quickly paid the bill.
"Let me take you home. It's getting late now, and it's more convenient for me to drive."
"No need, I can just take a taxi back."
"It's okay, come on up, I'm on my way anyway."
Su Qianci looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, almost nine o'clock.
This time is not too late in Cannes, but it is still a bit difficult to get a taxi here.
After thinking about it, Su Qianci nodded: "Okay, thank you for your help."
Lu Yihan's expression relaxed, and he gentlemanly helped Su Qianci open the passenger door.
However, before Su Qianci sat down, she heard a whistle coming from not far away.
Su Qianci looked over and saw Li Sicheng's black Maybach.
Low-key, introverted, yet extremely flamboyant.
Driver Xiao Yang rolled down the window and said through the passenger seat, "Madam, your husband is here to pick you up."
Su Qianci frowned imperceptibly and said, "He asked you to come?"
"Yes, ma'am."
Hearing the affirmative answer, Su Qianci felt even stranger.
When did Li Sicheng start to care about her so much? If it were his previous life, he would have wished he would die immediately, and he wouldn't have cared where she went, let alone sent anyone to pick her up.
There are so many different things in this life.
Thinking about it, Su Qianci did not refuse and looked at Lu Yihan apologetically: "You go back, I'll let Xiao Yang take me back."
"Okay." Lu Yihan was a little worried, thinking of the rumors about Li Sicheng's dictatorship, and said, "But... it should be okay, right?"
He was afraid that Su Qianci would bring him unnecessary trouble. After all, the little girl named Tang had spoken in a rather unpleasant way.
And combined with the phone call just now, it’s really worrying.
"It's okay," Su Qianci gave him a reassuring smile, "He and I are just in a political marriage, he never cares about me."
Hearing this, Lu Yihan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, then you should be careful."
Su Qianci nodded and opened the back seat door.
However, as soon as the door opened, I was startled.
The dim light from the back seat shone lazily on a tall figure, casting a soft glow. He looked like a god, noble and inviolable.
Li Sicheng leaned back on the leather seat with his eyes half closed, exuding an indescribable aura.
Cold and dangerous!
Su Qianci stepped back alertly, only to see him suddenly open his eyes and reach out to forcefully pull her in...
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(End of this chapter)