Suddenly, Xiong i interrupted their conversation urgently, "Stop the car!"
Bai Wenling looked at her with confusion but promptly pulled the car over to the side of the road.
"Huh?" she questioned, her brow furrowed in confusion.
Xiong i hesitated for a mont before blurting out, "I-It's nothing, I forgot my handbag. Just leave here, I'll go back and get it."
"It's not a problem, I can turn the car around," Bai Wenling offered, ready to accommodate her friend's request.
Xiong i swiftly shook her head. "No need, I can manage on my own," she insisted firmly.
"Hmm?" Both Bai Wenling and Xie irong exchanged puzzled glances as Xiong i stepped out of the car, wrapping a scarf around her shoulders to ward off the cold.
She signaled a passing taxi and quickly got in, leaving Bai Wenling and Xie irong wondering about her sudden urgency.
Bai Wenling let out a sigh as she started the car. "She's definitely acting strange."
Xie irong smiled faintly but didn't say anything. Bai Wenling continued on her own, her words tinged with ambiguity. "Did she really want to go back just for her handbag?"
Amused by her friend's attempt to drop hints, Xie irong chuckled softly. "No need to pretend. You already know why she wanted to go back."
Bai Wenling's lips twitched, and she admitted, "You noticed it too."
Xie irong nodded openly. An awkward silence settled in the car, but Bai Wenling eventually sighed, "Xiong i isn't the sa anymore. Today, she might've truly beco an adult. Sigh..."
"Who would've thought that the most innocent one among us would be the first to fall."
"But I suppose, she fell because she was innocent..."
Xie irong smiled in response to Bai Wenling's contemplation. "It's not just her," she suddenly ntioned.
Confused by the remark, Bai Wenling retorted, "What do you an?" with a hint of offense in her tone.
Unperturbed, Xie irong continued, "He's eyeing all of us. It's just that Xiong i happened to be an easier target... Who knows, you might be next? Be careful," she advised, her smile still in place.
Bai Wenling's expression twitched, and she asserted, "I won't fall for his tricks!"
Even though she said that, a sense of unease settled within her.
She silently resolved to be more vigilant around him in the future.
Xie irong, just like Zhang Wei, had an air of mystery about her, and Bai Wenling took her words to heart.
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anwhile, just as Zhang Wei was on the verge of stepping into his car to nudge it toward the underground parking, a keen observation led his eyes to Wang Haoran standing outside, an air of anticipation swirling around him, likely waiting for Wang Liang.
Simultaneously, his attention pivoted to Mo Chen, who was desperately waving for a taxi amid the bustling street.
With a flicker of cunning in his eyes, Zhang Wei's hand rose in a wave, beckoning Wang Haoran closer.
Leaning casually against the opulent Rolls Royce, Wang Haoran's eyebrows lifted in surprise when he discerned Zhang Wei's call. A faint twitch traversed his face, an unspoken question lingering in his expression, "Tsk, Does he consider his servant?"
Though harboring an underlying resentnt, he heaved a resigned sigh and treaded over obediently.
In a resounding declaration, Wang Liang had ensured the entire Wang clan was at Zhang Wei's beck and call, ready to fulfill his every wish in tis to co.
A veil of intrigue enveloped everyone, engendering queries as to why Wang Liang was taking such audacious risks—everyone, that is, except for Wang Zheng, who harbored more than re suspicions.
"What do you need?" Wang Haoran snapped, irritation lacing his voice.
Zhang Wei pointed a finger at Mo Chen. "Keep an eye on him."
'Can't you handle it yourself?' Wang Haoran muttered under his breath, his annoyance palpable. He begrudgingly nodded and returned to his post.
[Host, how about turning that Mo Chen guy into a terrorist too? What do you think?] The suggestion from the system caught Zhang Wei off guard, leaving his lips twitching with surprise.
A wicked grin spread across Zhang Wei's face.
The idea of casting all the guardians into the clutches of the law felt like a stroke of genius.
Haha!
The thought alone nearly sent him into fits of laughter.
But he quickly reined in his amusent, conscious of his surroundings.
With a swift movent, he slipped into his car and navigated toward the dimly lit underground parking area.
He had no intention of becoming a spectacle for prying eyes.
And in case Xiong i put up resistance, he needed the flexibility to exert so force.
A secluded spot seed ideal for such an encounter.
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Ti oozed by, stretching into an span of over thirty minutes...
A spectral figure of a woman entered in the parking lot, her every step a staccato rhythm of high heels punctuating the heavy silence.
Xiong i, shrouded in an aura of nervous energy, navigated the labyrinthine rows of parked vehicles, her darting eyes trying to her search for a familiar face — the face of Zhang Wei.
Then, like an oasis in the desert of cars, a sleek Ferrari nestled in the shadows caught her gaze.
Recognition dawned on her like a flash of lightning, for she had spied his car earlier, etching it into her mory.
Summoning her determination, she inhaled deeply, her breath a mix of apprehension and resolve, and she set forth with the grace of a woman on a mission, her heels clicking purposefully on the concrete.
anwhile, Zhang Wei's waning patience was overtaken by sheer boredom as he absentmindedly scrolled through the endless loop of Douyin videos. The digital diversions were losing their charm, and he felt ti's weight pressing upon him.
Abruptly, a sharp knock shattered the monotony, drawing his attention.
Xiong i's nervous fingers danced upon the glass, their frantic cadence demanding his attention.
Amusent curled his lips into a wicked grin, recognizing that today's nu had just been served, the dish still warm and full of promise.
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