Chapter 3: It's not worth his waste!
At this time, Lu Jingyan was sitting in the car, his thin lips were pursed, his face was pale, and there was a thick tiredness between his eyebrows.
"Mr. Lu, why don't we go back and pick up the young lady, it's already very late, leave the young lady alone on the side of the road, maybe there will be some danger." Zhao Ping, who was sitting in front, hesitated for a moment, and finally said something.
After all, the face of the young lady of his family is too criminal.
"She should have a longer memory!" Lu Jingyan's thin lips opened lightly.
"But ......" Zhao Ping wanted to say something, but Lu Jingyan had already interrupted him sharply.
"Drive!"
"Yes." Zhao Ping's words came to his mouth, and finally swallowed them back.
It's just that there is a little more worry in his eyes, if something really happens to the young lady, the most worried thing is probably ......
Zhao Ping glanced at Lu Jingyan sitting in the back seat through the front view mirror, and didn't understand how the two of them had come to this point.
Lu Jingyan raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, hiding all the emotions in his eyes.
God knows how angry he was when he received Mo Yihan holding a "Haitian Feast" in the villa!
When I saw her still smiling at the police station just now, I couldn't wait to break her neck!
That woman wasn't worth any more thought he wasted.
At this time, Mo Yihan was shrinking under Lu Jingyan's billboard.
She was inexplicably dressed five years later, and was left by Lu Jingyan in such a place where there was no store in front of the village, and she didn't remember any of the people in the mobile phone communication, and she didn't dare to fight indiscriminately.
In the end, he could only pick up a newspaper and cover it on his body, planning to sleep one night against Lu Jingyan's billboard.
After all, looking at Lu Jingyan's photos, she can still find a sense of security.
The next morning.
Mo Yihan was woken up by a hurried mobile phone ringtone.
Looking at the caller ID on the phone, Song Duo?
Who's this?
But if someone thinks of her, Mo Yihan immediately connected the phone.
"Yihan, where are you now?" An anxious male voice came from the other side of the phone.
The sound is familiar.
"I'm ...... under Lu Jingyan's billboard," Mo Yihan said.
"You're on your mind, aren't you? The city is full of billboards of Lu Jingyan, where do you ask me to find you? Hurry up and send us your location. Song Duo was angry.
"I ......" Mo Yihan wanted to say something, but the phone had already hung up.
Mo Yihan glanced at the mobile phone that had been restored to the menu page, opened WeChat, found Song Duo's avatar, and then passed his location over.
Half an hour later, a white nanny car pulled up on the side of the road, and a somewhat chubby man stepped out of the car.
"How did you make yourself like this? Don't tell me you slept here all night last night! Song Duo saw Mo Yihan and immediately walked up.
"I ......" Mo Yi looked at Song Duo in front of him with a cold smile, he was really full of grievances and didn't know where to start.
"Forget it, let's get in the car first." Song Duo was afraid that a reporter would be lurking nearby, so he didn't talk to Mo Yihan outside, and took her directly to the car.
After getting in the car, Song Duo gave Mo Yihan a towel, asked her to wipe her face, and gave her a bottle of mineral water.
"Thank you." Mo Yihan apologized in a hoarse voice.
"Yi Han, what you did this time is really too much, I turned a blind eye to your nonsense before, because I know that you are measured, but look at what you did this time? actually held such a party in his villa, and was taken away by the police, do you know that if it weren't for Mr. Lu's appearance, you would have made headlines in society by now! ”
Song Duo looked at Mo Yihan with a serious face.