Limited Time Hidden Marriage

  Chapter 128 Who is following her? (2)

  Wen Churan interrupted Assistant Li's words, "If the investigation reveals any clues, remember to tell me, I will leave if I have something to do!"

  Assistant Li didn't even react, but saw the girl next to him rushing away like wind.

  Night is falling, and the lights are beginning to come on.

  Wen Churan wants to return to the villa to find Shengshimo.

  Because she can be assigned to Gu Nanpei in the dark, she can only think of him.

  But for some reason, there are very few taxis today.

  Walk slowly along the road without people. In the quiet night, only the street lights are flashing.

  A sound of footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

  Wen Churan looked back, but the footsteps stopped abruptly.

   Behind him, there was only darkness overwhelming the sky, like an endless abyss, with a dangerous atmosphere spreading little by little.

nobody…

When    can turn around and walk forward, the sound of footsteps behind him will be heard again.

  Suddenly, a black shadow was projected on the feet.

  That will never be her own shadow!

  Someone is following her, and getting closer...

  Wen Churan couldn't help but think of Xia Yi, whom Assistant Li had just mentioned to her, and immediately ran away with fright.

The black shadow behind    seems to have followed.

  At this moment, a car drove over behind him.

Wen Churan had an idea and stopped the car directly.

  The driver was startled by the sudden appearance of her, and slammed on the brakes.

  Wen Churan hurriedly opened the rear door, got into the car quickly, and said to the driver in front of him in a panic, "Help me, drive quickly, someone is following me!"

  The driver looked at her repeatedly through the rearview mirror, and suddenly his eyes widened.

   "Four...Four young grandma?!"

  Wen Chu dyed for a while.

  What the **** is this familiar name?

  A closer look, the driver is familiar.

  The driver turned his head and smiled at her, "Four young grandmother, I am the driver of the old house!"

  Wen Churan patted his thigh, and suddenly realized, "It turned out to be you!"

  The driver smirked a few times and glanced at her side.

  Only then did she realize that there seemed to be a person sitting beside her.

  A... "Robot"!

  Yes, a hand-made suit next to him, exuding an aloof and lonely atmosphere, like a frozen man with his own shielding system.

  Isn’t it just Sheng Ziyuan, the third son of the Sheng family, who is also called robot? !

  Get on this car, and I don’t know if it is a good thing or a bad thing.

  Wen Churan straightened his waist subconsciously, and politely smiled at the man sitting on the sidelines, "Brother...Long time no see..."

  The man treated each other coldly, without any reaction, as if he was too lazy to care about her.

  It’s really embarrassing...

  The driver asked in front, "Four young grandmothers, where are you going this late?"

  Wen Churan just wanted to open his mouth to speak.

  The man on the side suddenly ordered "Go back to the old house."

   "Yes." The driver replied, and then said to her, "Four young grandmother, it's too dangerous this late, I will send you back to the old house first."

  From beginning to end, she was not given a chance to speak.

  The car drove back to the old house.

  Sheng Ziyuan came back to the old house to find the old man, but at this late, the old man had already fallen asleep.

  Wen Churan rushed back to his bedroom without saying a word.

  The next day, Wen Churan was in the kitchen and cooked breakfast by himself.

  She wanted to visit her grandfather first and then go back to find Sheng Shimo.

  When she came out of the kitchen with milk, she just happened to see Sheng Ziyuan trotting back from outside the old house.

  He is wearing sportswear, his figure is slender and tall, and a drop of crystal sweat falls from his forehead.

  He went out to exercise so early?

  Just as Wen Churan put down the milk, he saw the man sitting directly at the dining table.

  She was surprised.

  He is the rhythm of having breakfast with her?

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  (End of this chapter)