Chapter 22: Re-encounter and first encounter
What does it mean that a hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, she doesn't want to have anything to do with the gangsters, so she just reports a name.
In the alley without street lights, relying on the little light under the night sky, the prince stared at her for several seconds: "Huo Jie." โ
Leng Xianglan reacted after only two seconds: "Yes, thank you, Mr. Huo." โ
The other party seemed to be a little happy, and Leng Xianglan heard his soft laughter: "Then Miss Shen will see you next time." โ
With a fake name, you probably won't see it.
She thought.
And Leng Xianglan's nervousness at that time was only after the group left, and she found that her palms were all sweaty. I looked at my arm again, the blood had already stuck to my clothes and coagulated, and I was afraid that I would need to disinfect and clean it later. She waited a long time before she walked back the way she had come to find what she had left behind.
The makeup and toiletries were a little broken except for the bag, but they were found, and the most important thing was that her suitcase was missing.
It doesn't matter what the clothes are inside, the key is that she stuffed her wallet in the box when she packed her things, ID card, bank card, and cash. It also means that she even has a problem renting a hotel and taking a car, she was so anxious in the same place, she didn't give up and walked around the side again, but she still didn't.
"Ahhh......hh
Xu was angry, maybe anxious, she vented to the empty alley.
It was when she was sitting on the ground dejected and thinking about what to do, so coincidentally met Shen Xiangshuai who was returning home after filming the night scene.
When he heard her shouting, he was about to go to the 24-hour convenience store to buy a bottle of water, and after about seven or eight meters around, he found her sitting on the steps: "Are you okay?" โ
Suddenly, a male voice made Leng Xianglan raise her head vigilantly.
His face was hidden in the darkness against the light, and he could only see his tall body, and her face was right in front of the street lamp, although her hair was messy, but because the two had cooperated many times when they were in school, and her face was too easy to recognize, Shen Xiangshuai was sure at the moment: "Leng Xianglan." โ
She narrowed her eyes, her voice still defensive: "Who are you?" โ
He approached her and squatted down to be level with her, and Leng Xianglan recognized that it was active on the major screens: "Shen Xiangshuai." โ
The smile on her face was a little bitter: "Why is it in my embarrassing situation every time I meet you?" โ
By the way, seeing him many times was an embarrassing situation for her.
For example, their first acquaintance.
Shen Xiangshuai transferred to Cยท Fly Academy, although the rumors of Leng Xianglan and Han Jian at that time have declined, they have somehow escalated to the back door, so that the school director Han Bin forcibly installed a vase with the title of "campus anchor".
She was anxious at that time, so when she heard those gossips, she immediately had an argument with the female classmates who targeted her, but because there was a precedent before, she didn't want to be criticized by the school director again, but she couldn't get angry, so she ran into the toilet to wash her face to calm down.
When she finished washing her face and looked at the mirror with cold eyes, there was a tall figure of a boy in the mirror, leaning against the door frame and looking at her with a half-tilted head.
She turned her head indifferently, and automatically assumed that he was also helping those ignorant female classmates to stir up trouble, so there was hostility in her eyes: "This is the women's bathroom, peeping is open." โ
At that time, Shen Xiangshuai was as young as he was, and he had a ruffian taste, he left the door frame he was leaning on, and stood up straight and the height was higher than the refraction in the mirror.
He squinted at the words men's bathroom on the door frame, and when he looked at Leng Xianglan again, there was a mockery in his eyes, he slowly approached her, and looked condescendingly at the girl with a face full of water droplets, clear and flawless skin, delicate and beautiful facial features, and a tense expression.