Gave Leng Xuan a provocative look, Li ngjie opened the car door and sat down in the driver’s seat.
Ling Xuejiu didn’t even glance at Leng Xuan and took the passenger seat.
Then, the car drove off into the distance within Leng Xuan’s sight.
Leng Xuan’s heart was filled with frustration, but luckily he had been to the school with Uncle Liu once before and rembered that it was called Tenglong High School, so he went to wait for a car on the main road outside of Imperial Scenery Garden.
Rich people’s places are generally very quiet, so there weren’t many streets outside Imperial Scenery Garden, and usually not many cars would pass by, let alone on an early morning like this. Leng Xuan waited and waited, for a good half an hour, without seeing a single taxi pass by, and he was extrely frustrated.
Just as Leng Xuan was growing anxious, a white BMW drove past him. The fashionable girl in the passenger seat, probably 17 or 18 years old, caught a glimpse of Leng Xuan in the rearview mirror, and suddenly she felt a familiar tug at her heart, thinking that she had seen this young man sowhere before.
"Uncle Zhao, hold on a second!" Suddenly, the girl spoke up to the middle-aged man driving.
The middle-aged man was montarily stunned, then smiled, "What’s the matter, miss?"
The girl said, "Reverse the car."
"This..." The middle-aged man hesitated for a mont, but though he didn’t quite understand the miss’s intention, he complied.
After the girl saw Leng Xuan, she said "stop," and Uncle Zhao braked the car.
The door opened, and the girl stepped out, 1.67 ters tall, wearing a goose-yellow dress and a pair of delicate canvas shoes below, from so high-end brand overseas. She was slim, with skin whiter than snow, and on her round face, she had a pair of very charming, big eyes. At first glance, she bore a striking resemblance to a certain Chinese cartoonist with imnse popularity in Japan, ’Xia Sothing.’
With a quick twist of her eyes, the girl looked at Leng Xuan’s face and her heart skipped a beat as she said with a beaming face, "Ah, it really is you!"
Leng Xuan had been wondering why the BMW, which had clearly driven away, had co back. Seeing soone get out of the car, he thought maybe they were coming to ask him for directions. Suddenly he heard the girl say, "Ah, it really is you," and then he took a good look at her, and it dawned on him. This girl was the sa one from the bank in Huacheng District yesterday, the one wearing the snowflake dress.
For a beauty like her, one glance is usually unforgettable, and Leng Xuan was no exception. What’s more, given that the girl had the courage to stand up at such a critical mont and point a gun at robbers, it showed a very kind heart, making her even harder to forget. So Leng Xuan recognized her imdiately, feeling inexplicably excited, but he controlled it well and smiled, "It’s you! Haha, that’s quite a coincidence!"
"Yes! Do you also live in Imperial Scenery Garden?" the girl asked.
Leng Xuan smiled bitterly and murmured an acknowledgnt, not quite naturally, then said, "I work around here!"
The girl uttered an "Oh," showing no hint of contempt, and laughed, "That really is a coincidence. I live in here. It’s strange though; I’ve been here for two years, and I don’t recall seeing you before."
"I just arrived yesterday."
"Oh, I see. Oh, by the way, where are you heading?"
"Yes, I am waiting for a ride here!"
"I see, but there doesn’t seem to be many taxis passing by here," the girl said with a slight smile. "May I ask where you are going?"
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