Bai Yiran walked to the front of the car, Wang Hai had already opened the door, Bai Yiran got in, and Wang Hai closed the door, the car drove off without stopping.
Wu Chengzu sat on a sowhat dirty chair watching the scene, a smile on his lips. The barbecue worker who had just been grilling kebabs had already co over and put the freshly grilled items on the table.
"How long has that car been parked?"
"About ten minutes," the barbecue worker answered.
"I underestimated that person," Wu Chengzu smiled. Counting from when he and Bai Yiran arrived here, it had been less than twenty minutes, and yet that person had been sitting there observing for ten minutes.
Interesting!
In the car, Leng Yichen had a laptop on his lap, his long fingers tapping quickly on the computer, his face always directed at the computer, with a slight frown, looking serious.
Since Bai Yiran got in the car, Leng Yichen had treated her as if she were air, not speaking to her, not even looking at her.
Bai Yiran looked at the road, it was leading to her rental apartnt, so she also remained silent, resting her chin on her hand and looking out the window. She was tense inside, and she could only look out the window to keep her emotions in check, lest Leng Yichen treat her as a patient once again.
"Who is he? How did you et?" In the originally quiet space, Leng Yichen suddenly spoke.
"t on the plane." Bai Yiran truthfully explained this point.
"He likes you?" Leng Yichen’s eyes remained fixed on the computer, his face showing no emotion.
Bai Yiran put down her hand, turned to look at Leng Yichen’s firm profile, "I don’t think so, I’m not a fairy, does everyone have to like ?"
Leng Yichen’s hand paused on the keyboard, "If he doesn’t like you, then he has other motives."
"Leng Yichen, not everyone approaches others with an agenda, can’t you think of people a bit more simply?" Bai Yiran sneered, "Then again, you’re a complicated person yourself, so you see everyone as having ulterior motives."
Leng Yichen’s lips sank suddenly, and Bai Yiran’s heart sank with them.
He’s angry...
Leng Yichen closed the laptop, his gaze locking onto Bai Yiran.
"Bai Yiran, I really want to open up your brain and see what’s inside!"
"What do you an by that?"
"Literal aning!"
Leng Yichen’s face gradually closed in, and Bai Yiran’s body was nearly pushed against the car window, "Do you know what being Leng Yichen’s ex-wife represents?"
Facing Leng Yichen’s approach, Bai Yiran’s lips began to tremble, panic in her heart intensifying, this emotion scared her sowhat, "Stay away from , let’s talk properly."
"Why should I stay away from you?" Leng Yichen roared, "Except for that unwanted accident, I’ve never done anything wrong to you! Bai Yiran, be fair to !"
Leng Yichen’s face and body were almost pressed against Bai Yiran’s, in the confined space, with Leng Yichen’s rage, all these elents made Bai Yiran’s mind keep flashing back to that day’s scene, Yin Hao’s dead face repeatedly appearing.
"Go away! Go away!" Bai Yiran, who had been trying hard to control her emotions, finally lost control at this mont, slapped Leng Yichen hard on the face, her slender nails leaving a red mark on his skin.
The situation suddenly escalated, Wang Hai hurriedly pulled the car over, got out, leaving the space to the two of them.
Seeing Bai Yiran losing control, Leng Yichen, ignoring the slight burning pain on his face, hugged Bai Yiran tightly, "I’m sorry... I’m sorry... I shouldn’t have yelled at you... I’m sorry... It’s okay... It’s okay..."
When Bai Yiran gradually cald down, Leng Yichen asked Wang Hai to take Bai Yiran ho, while he stood alone by the roadside.
Qiao Jie was flirting with a young nurse in the treatnt room when Leng Yichen’s call ca through like a life-or-death urgency. Qiao Jie glanced at the charming young nurse but reluctantly answered Leng Yichen’s call.
"I don’t care what thod you use, you must quickly cure Bai Yiran for !"
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