In the rolling traffic, Ye Wencheng saw Su Zan, and she walked slowly towards her, her eyes burning.

He chuckled slightly in his heart, and greeted him as usual: "Why did you come out?" Not taking a break from home? ”

Su Zan raised his eyes to look at him, his lips opened slightly, and he called him with a difficult voice in his voice: "Wencheng...... Wencheng, ah......"

Ye Wencheng's eyebrows tightened, but his tone was as soft as ever: "What's wrong?" ”

"Y-Who the hell are you?"

When the words landed, the two looked at each other silently, and the surrounding traffic and voices seemed to be blocked, and the world was so quiet that only they were left.

Ye Wencheng's eyes moved slightly, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, but raised his hand to touch Su Zan's face.

Suzan dodged, his hand dangling in midair.

She steadied herself, and her tone became cold: "Who are you?" Answer me. ”

"I'm just me, what's wrong with you, why do you ask." Ye Wencheng slowly lowered his hand to his side, and his tone was soothing and natural.

"Why can you lend you a villa with just a friend?" Suzan let out a low voice.

"Because he happened to be abroad, and the house needed to be taken care of." Ye Wencheng said steadily, "I told you this. ”

"Why does Mo Dexuan listen to you so much?" Su Zan looked away, looked at the traffic and muttered.

"Because he is my hair small, he has been bullied by me since he was a child, and he is afraid of me." Ye Wencheng said in the same tone, his palms clenched tightly.

"What about Mo Wangfa? Why is he so polite to you? The corners of Su Zan's eyes flashed.

"He's good friends with my parents, just for their sake." Ye Wencheng took a step closer to her.

"Then who are your parents, who can have a great friendship with Wangfa?" Suzan stepped back.

"It's just an ordinary salaryman." Ye Wencheng spoke half a minute faster, and his eyes were firmly glued to her side face.

"What about your third uncle? Is that house something that ordinary people can live in? Su praised his face, and there seemed to be a streamer in his eyes.

"That alley is full of ordinary people, and my third uncle is just a little idle and elegant, and he decorates the yard."

"Yes......" Su Zan smiled nonchalantly, "Ordinary people." ”

Ye Wencheng was about to say something more, but Su Zan said leisurely: "That day, why did you go to the Eastern Suburbs Racecourse...... I saw you, you are very different from usual, you look and dress like another person. ”

Silence enveloped the two of them again, and this time, Ye Wencheng took a deep breath: "That time the boss asked me to go, there were guests." ”

Su Zan laughed out loud: "I think you're more like that boss." ”

"Praise ......" Ye Wencheng's tone became complicated, and he reached out to pull her.

Su Zan stepped back again, a meter away from him, but his eyes did not take his eyes off him, just like that, looking at him quietly through a little thin air.

"Who is the old man who gave me a bamboo ball?" She shook her body and asked, "Why are you in front of me?" Why did they follow you to Xianjiang? And why is it at the scene of my dad's car accident? ”

Ye Wencheng's eyes darkened, his lips instantly tightened, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Su Zan looked at him like this, smiled sadly, and a little tear already appeared in the corner of his eyes: "Ye Wencheng, does my father's car accident have anything to do with you?" ”

It does not matter! He shouted in his heart, but in the next second, even he couldn't be sure if it really didn't matter.

Everything happened too suddenly, Ye Wencheng could only judge intuitively that Su Qingguo's car accident was not an accident. As for whether it has anything to do with him, he already has the answer in his heart.

Some people don't want him to follow Su Qingguo to find that place and that person...... And they choose to use such a drastic way to express their positions and attitudes.

Ye Wencheng clenched his fists fiercely.

Suzan shook his head slightly, and tears just like that.