After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

Lu Qian skillfully started the car, and the roar of the engine echoed in the silent night sky.

Lu Qi drove the car comfortably through the sleeping city.

There were almost no other vehicles on the street, only the dim light of the street lights and the sound of his car's tires rubbing against the ground. The silent atmosphere revealed a hint of tension and adventure.

He stared intently at the road ahead, controlling the car and speeding past.

The buildings and trees outside the car window were like a flashing picture, blurring the vision. As the car passed through the city streets and gradually approached home, he felt a little relieved.

He drove all the way back to the Lu family mansion.

After taking a quick shower as quickly as possible, he felt more energetic and the sleepiness he had felt just now was gone.

Lu Qian wore a nightgown and sat down at the table.

He turned on the mobile phone he brought back and rummaged through everything inside.

First is the photo album, which contains several selfies of him and a cheerful girl. The girl had thick eyebrows, big eyes and a beautiful smile, but she was obviously not his type.

Could this be the owner of the hairpin - Wen Qing?

He frowned as if unsure.

Opening the address book, he only saved a few phone numbers, and the note on one of them was - Warmth.

What is her relationship with Wen Qing, the owner of the hairpin? Lu Qian could no longer suppress his curiosity. He eagerly wanted to know where he went, who he met, and what happened during those two months...

Apart from these selfies on the phone, there is only one of a girl's back. The petite body in the back is obviously not the warmth in the selfie.

The girl in the photo is wearing a golf suit, a hollow hat, and a high ponytail. The back view of her swinging and hitting the ball makes people wonder. Could it be that she is the owner of the lace hairpin - Wen Qing.

Wen Qing - Wen Qing, judging from the names, they should be sisters.

He found another recording from the recording, opened the recording and a sweet female voice slowly flowed out...

"The sparrows outside the window are talkative on the telephone poles,

When you say this sentence, it feels like summer,

The pencil in my hand goes back and forth on the paper,

I use a few lines to describe who you are to me——

Both the cat and you want to know the taste of saury,

This is how we find the fragrance of first love,

The warm sunshine is like freshly picked bright strawberries,

You said you couldn't bear to eat this feeling,

It rained all night, my love overflowed like rain,

The fallen leaves in the yard are thick with my thoughts,

A few words of right and wrong can't cool down my enthusiasm.

You appear on every page of my poems,

It rained all night and my love overflowed like rain,

Windowsill butterflies are like beautiful chapters flying in a poem,

I continued to write - I wrote loving you forever at the end of the poem,

You are the only one I want to know. "

Did he record this voice?

Lu Qian was not sure, was the owner of this voice also Wen Qing?

After seeing these two words on the hairpin, the name often appeared in his mind.

The life in City B that had been missing for more than two months seemed to be inextricably linked to this girl.

Doubts in my heart sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, growing wildly.

The inner desire to uncover the answer became increasingly urgent.

'Dudududu...'

Text messages appeared one after another, and the sender was either the operator or the girl named Wen Qing.

‘You are really strange, why did you leave without saying goodbye? ’

‘You man, I’m not kidding you, I’ll be angry if you don’t show up again. ’

‘Don’t you like my sister? Why can’t you see her recently, so you gave up? ’

‘You are so boring, huh! I'm really angry. ’

Text messages popped up in front of him, and Lu Qian quickly summarized some information.