"Hello, who are you?" It is still unclear where the other party came from, but Song Weilan's tone was polite and polite.

"Madam, my surname is Lin, and I am the driver, you can call me Lao Lin." The driver bowed slightly to Song Weilan, opened the back door of the car sideways, and made an inviting gesture to her, "The lord asked me to send you to school." ”

Ji Ruxu, it's him again, Song Weilan frowned, took out her mobile phone and wanted to call to question, and then found that she didn't seem to know his contact information.

The driver, Lao Lin, seemed to have known for a long time, took out a new mobile phone from the bag and handed it to Song Weilan: "This is for you by the lord." ”

Song Weilan took the phone, the screen was not locked, the card was a new card, and there was only one number in it, so Song Weilan dialed it directly.

"Miss me so soon?" Ji Ruxu's magnetic chuckle came from the other end of the phone.

"Miss your size, where's my car?" Song Weilan didn't speak to him as politely as he spoke to Lao Lin, and his way of speaking without any scruples scared Lao Lin next to him into a cold sweat, before Song Weilan, he had never seen anyone dare to talk to the lord like this.

"I'll have someone send it to you for maintenance, where are you going these days, Lao Lin will take you there." Ji Ruxu's voice is still soft, but there is a kind of strength that cannot be refused.

"Maintenance?" Song Weilan was stunned, how could she remember that her car had just been maintained?

"I have something to do here, and I'll talk about it when I come back." Ji Ruxu hung up the phone, and the look on his face instantly returned to his usual coldness.

In front of him, Qin Lin knelt on the ground with a swollen nose and a swollen face, his head lowered, and his body was still trembling slightly.

Song Weilan looked at the screen in the dark in a daze, just now she seemed to hear Qin Linxiu's voice, auditory hallucinations?

"Ma'am, please." Lao Lin once again invited Song Weilan to get in the car.

[God bless, Mrs. must get on the bus, don't make a mess, Mrs. is here, I'm here, if Mrs. loses it, I won't forgive myself in this life, and I will be a monk and repent in the second half of my life. 】

Song Weilan was still thinking about running away, but now she was very embarrassed to hear the voice of the driver Lao Lin, is it so serious that she lost it? Even the idea of repentance came out, Song Weilan looked down at the time, the class time is nine o'clock, and it is estimated that he will be late for the subway and bus, this class is the news writing class of the first brother in the red light district, it is rumored that the students who turn on the red light in his hands can line up from the street to the end of the street, and the students who hate punctuality the most, are late three times, and will be dealt with.

Song Weilan has been late twice, and she doesn't dare to hit the muzzle of the gun again, and the make-up exam in the last semester will most likely affect the time to get the graduation certificate, plus Lao Lin looked at her with a blank eye, and she dared to run away, he dared to chase after her, she really couldn't refuse.

"I'm tired, go to F University." Song Weilan followed his guidance and sat in the car.

"Yes." Lao Lin immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

When the car door closed, a white shadow rushed into her arms very quickly, and it was the Dutch pig left by Ji Ruxu.

Lao Lin saw the Dutch pig in Song Weilan's arms from the rearview mirror, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

[The lord even left the white roses, it seems that he wants to live in the Song family permanently. 】

"White Rose, that's a vulgar name." Song Weilan muttered, "No, what does it mean to live in the Song family?" Song Weilan blurted out excitedly, completely forgetting that what she heard was her heart.

Lao Lin's smile in the rearview mirror froze, and turned into a slightly frightened look.

[Did I speak?] Makes you talk a lot. 】

Lao Lin was flustered, raised his hand to give himself a mouthful, and the crisp voice hurt just by listening to it.

"Madam, you should pretend that you haven't heard anything, and you should ask the lord for anything." Lao Lin pursed his lips, for fear that he would say the wrong thing again......