Xie Yuqing subconsciously moved towards the Thai restaurant.
Through the glass-like floor-to-ceiling glass, she saw Jiang Shirley and Wei Sheng Jue Ling sitting casually at a table against the wall. Not far away was a golden Buddha statue with fresh flowers.
They seemed to be chatting very well. Shirley Jiang smiled happily and looked coquettish.
Xie Yuqing secretly took a breath.
——I found my ‘soul mate’!
——Let me tell you, last time I thought he was a voyeur and drove him to the police station. I regretted not adding him on WeChat. I didn’t expect to meet him again this time... I had a strong feeling that he was mine. soul mate!
——No, no, he said not to tell anyone...
What Jiang Shirley once said flashed through his mind, and Xie Yuqing suddenly realized it.
However, confusion followed one after another.
Wei Sheng Jue Ling...didn't he say he left the UK?
Why are you still here?
Xie Yuqing found it unbelievable, and after thinking for a long time, she went back to the hotel, put down her things, and hurried back again.
It's funny to say that on the warm Christmas Eve, other people were getting together and having dinner together, she was the one who braved the cold December wind and ate freshly baked pancakes under the Roman column across the road.
Just to dig out the secrets that the doctor she trusted might have hidden.
Fortunately, she didn't wait too long. At almost half past seven, the two people from the Thai restaurant came out.
Jiang Shirley waved to him and left with a look of reluctance.
Xie Yuqing glanced at her, but threw away the packaging bag and immediately followed Wei Sheng Jue Ling, who was walking in the opposite direction.
The young man walked through the market, strolled leisurely for a while, and bought two mugs from a stall before walking slowly towards the Land Rover parked across the road.
There were no obstructions on both sides of the street. Xie Yuqing was worried about how to follow him when suddenly a voice rang out——
"Miss, buy a balloon."
A middle-aged woman with an Asian face held a bunch of hydrogen balloons of different shapes and smiled at her.
Xie Yuqing immediately pointed to the hydrogen balloon in her hand and asked, "I have no money, can you lend me these?"
This was probably the first time I encountered this kind of situation. I had no money to act confidently but still looked like I wanted to cause trouble. The Asian woman was stunned for a moment, and she didn’t know if she was possessed by a demon, but actually gave her the hydrogen balloon in her hand.
"thank you."
Xie Yuqing didn't think too much. She took the balloon and quickly moved to the Christmas tree.
A man got out of the Land Rover on the opposite side.
He looks in his thirties, has gray hair, wears an expensive mink coat, and has a very heroic Asian appearance.
He glanced at the pedestrians around him and threw the yellow document bag in his hand to the other side.
Weisheng Jue Ling caught it steadily and wanted to take it apart and look at it, but he stopped him.
Then somehow, the two of them seemed to have some differences.
After arguing for a while, the man suddenly pushed him hard, pointed at his nose and threatened in blunt Chinese, "You'd better not forget our agreement, otherwise sir, I won't be able to spare you!"
When he said this, the man's voice was very loud and he could tell he was really angry.
After saying these words, he got into the car, closed the door, and drove away.
gentlemen?
Xie Yuqing was a little surprised in her heart.
Does it turn out that "Mr." also exists?
Who is he? Could it be related to Wanli Group?
She suddenly had an intuition - Wei Sheng Jue Ling also had some dark secrets hidden in her body.