Yan Murong left with Teng Xiangling and Han Xiang, and before leaving, he called Duan Zixuan again, rejected his kindness to send, and agreed to meet in Yanjing, and Yan Murong left Shanghai.

When he returned to Suzhou and Hangzhou, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, and Han Xiang sent Yan Murong and Teng Xiangling home first, and then returned to Yuhuatai.

didn't stay at Teng's house for long, and after talking to Teng Zhan again, the two got in the car and prepared to rush back to Yanjing overnight.

"Let's pull over in front."

When he was about to enter the high-speed toll station, Yan Murong laughed. "It's a good feeling to have someone to give you everywhere you go."

After stopping in front of a black Mercedes-Benz, Yan Murong didn't get out of the car, just lowered the window a little, and sat in the car and waited for the owner of the Mercedes-Benz to come over to say hello.

The door of the Mercedes-Benz opened, and Gongsun Wuji walked over with a smile.

"Yan Shao, are you going back to Yanjing?" Gongsun Wuji asked with a smile on the roof of the Porsche with one arm.

"I'm back, there's nothing going on here." Yan Murong replied. "But, how did you get here?"

"Hehe, don't misunderstand, Yan Shao." Gongsun Wuji explained. "After the events of that day, I took matters into my own hands and found a few people to secretly protect around the Teng family - but don't worry, they won't disturb Uncle Teng."

Yan Murong nodded, and also understood that Gongsun Wuji was currying favor with him, but he was also willing to accept such a flattery.

Indeed, it turned out that in Suzhou and Hangzhou, there were only two major families left, the Gongsun family and the Situ family, and now the Teng family has returned to the ranks of the three major families, and its strength is still very weak.

Take Teng Zhan being arrested by the police in handcuffs, if it is Gongsun Wuji's father or Situ Fan, even if it is a policeman, he must be polite.

"You've got a heart." Yan Murong nodded and asked. "How is Li Siqi?"

"Li Siqi?" Gongsun Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. "Yan Shao, you want a lot, I forgot about it. After she woke up, she began to cry and make trouble, and she couldn't persuade her, so she could only find her father. ”

"Oh? Later? Yan Murong asked curiously.

"Later? Later, I told Secretary Li about Yan Shao's identity, and he was silent. ”

"I'm sorry for you." Yan Murong thanked him again. He knew that although Gongsun Wuji said it easily, the truth was definitely more difficult than what he said.

How to say that Li Siqi's woman's father is also the leader of Su Hang, no matter whether she is right or wrong, if she beats her, others will definitely resent him. And it just so happened that he ran to Shanghai overnight, so Gongsun Wuji must have played the role of a gas bag.

"What's the trouble with this." Gongsun Wuji said with a smile. "Suzhou and Hangzhou are not as good as before, in the past, the Situ family and Secretary Li were very close, but now, the Situ family has basically become a thing of the past."

"Hmm." Yan Murong nodded, looked at Gongsun Wuji and said. "It's not early, we still have to hurry, you can go back first, and when I'm busy with this time, you can come to Yanjing to sit when you are free."

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Gongsun Wuji was overjoyed.

He knew that his attitude had been recognized by Yan Murong, and this was Yan Murong sending him an invitation.

Just like Duan Zixuan said, everyone is similar to that cricket, and they all want to see a broader world, and Gongsun Wuji is naturally no exception.

Although I was excited, the expression on my face was still very calm.

"Then thank you Yan Shao for your hospitality. I'll go back first. Gongsun Wuji said with a smile.

"Let's go back, we're leaving." Yan Murong waved his hand, and after closing the window, Teng Xiangling also started the car and drove to the toll booth.

"This is going back?" Teng Xiangling asked faintly while driving, but his voice was mixed with a hint of loneliness.

"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to go back? Gongsun Wuji shouldn't have gone far yet, why don't you call him back and send you home? ”

"Can you die without pretending?" Teng Xiangling said angrily. "You know what I mean - in Suzhou and Hangzhou, you belong to me, and when I go back to Yanjing, I will become a stranger, this feeling of being a junior is really bad."

Yan Murong pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

"Don't you want to say something?" Teng Xiangling asked.

"I-I'm sorry." Yan Murong opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't know what to say to comfort and comfort Teng Xiangling, so he could only use these three words instead.

"You're not sorry for me." Teng Xiangling said. "I said I didn't regret being your lover, it's just that I can't tell how I feel about you now."

"What do you mean?" Yan Murong asked puzzled.

"That's what it means." Teng Xiangling sighed, looked at Yan Murong's eyes, and said faintly. "I suddenly realized that I seemed to be in love with you."

"Look at the road-" Yan Murong kindly reminded.

If you want to confess, you can confess, you park the car to the side and say, even if you want to play a friendly match in this car, I will accompany you, but this big night, your car does not stop and does not look at the road, it is too dangerous - you can't die just to confess.

"Bastard." Teng Xiangling said hatefully, scolding Yan Murong thoroughly in his heart.

This bastard, why is there no mood at all, he has confessed, and the atmosphere is so sensational, he actually said these two words.

This is not to blame Yan Murong.

There is a wise saying that goes like this: Love is precious, life is more valuable, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away.

Yan Murong agreed with the first two sentences, and he only pouted in the last two sentences.

Freely? Then you have to keep your life to enjoy freedom, your life is gone, and freedom has a fart? Is it free to go to the underworld?

But after thinking about it, Yan Murong also felt a little sorry for Teng Xiangling.

It's really a bit unreasonable for such a big girl to end up as a lover.

Yan Murong suddenly felt that what the second uncle said was very reasonable. What a bullshit monogamy, it's a big deal to risk another leash, and you have to give someone a name.

After thinking about it, Yan Murong said. "Perhaps, what my second uncle said makes sense."

"Huh?" Teng Xiangling was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Yan Murong meant, and while he was moved in his heart, he began to suffer from gains and losses.

Yes, Yan Murong agreed, but she knew that she was far away from cultivating to the right fruit. The obstacle is not the slightest, nor is it what Yan Murong says.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Yan Murong's eyes glancing towards the rearview mirror in the car.

"What's wrong?" Teng Xiangling asked strangely.

"Not really." Yan Murong glanced at Teng Xiangling and grinned. "Some people are too enthusiastic and ready to send us back to Yanjing."