Chapter 87 The National Best Actor is Bai Yueguang’s double (87)
Sitting in the car, Shen Yijia never expected that she would hear a strange man's voice on the phone.
And Bai Wu's reaction on the phone was also very strange.
His intuition told him that something must have happened in the meantime.
Shen Yijia sneered and looked up at the bright lights upstairs at Bai Wu's house.
Just after rejecting him, you invite another man home, right?
Bai Wu.
You are very kind.
Shen Yijia pulled out the car keys and prepared to get out of the car.
However, the door of Bai Wu's house opened at this moment, and a man walked out, closed the door skillfully, and got into the car beside him.
Looking at the man's somewhat familiar back, Shen Yijia narrowed her eyes.
If he remembers correctly.
This man should be the one who delivered takeout in front of Bai Nu's house last time.
Shen Yijia drove after him almost without thinking.
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Ten minutes later, the car stopped at a place he was very familiar with - the pure white coffee shop.
Shen Yijia watched with her own eyes as the man pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop and walked in.
He held the steering wheel, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart.
Who is that man?
After thinking for a moment, Shen Yijia took cover, got out of the car and walked into the coffee shop.
The furnishings in the store were unchanged from the last time he came.
The clerk didn't recognize him and asked him kindly what he wanted to drink.
Shen Yijia paused, lowered his voice and said:
"Please have a full sugar latte."
The female clerk was stunned for a moment, but she still entered the kitchen.
After paying, Shen Yijia looked around and didn't see the man.
But a painting on the wall caught his attention.
It was an ink landscape painting, depicting a Jiangnan water town in the mist and rain.
Shen Yijia stared blankly for a few seconds. The more he looked, the more he thought it was Yunchuan Town.
Thousands of thoughts came to his mind. He approached uncontrollably and raised his hand to touch the painting.
Once upon a time, a girl also gave him an ink painting, but...
Shen Yijia suddenly froze on the spot.
Because he found a small mark in the lower right corner of the painting - "to J"
Exactly the same strokes.
Exactly the same location.
This must be Bai Wu’s painting!
But why are there exactly the same signatures?
"You like this painting too?"
A male voice suddenly came into Shen Yijia's ears.
As soon as Shen Yijia turned his head, he saw the man he was following standing not far away, looking at him.
This time he finally saw what he looked like.
But Shen Yijia would rather not see clearly.
Because that man's profile looked very much like him.
But he also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face.
It was exactly the same as the one Bai Wu handed him in Yunchuan Studio.
Almost instantly.
Shen Yijia saw a small mole on the man's neck.
The small black spots were like vicious insects and ants gnawing at his heart without restraint.
"Sorry, it's not you I like."
Bai Wu's words of rejection rang in his ears again.
A terrible suspicion suddenly arose in Shen Yijia's mind.
This conjecture made him tremble slightly, and his voice became particularly cold and depressing:
"Are you Pei Juan? What is your relationship with Bai Wu?"
Pei Juan was stunned for a moment and stopped on the spot without stepping forward.
Originally, he heard someone outside ordering full-sugar coffee and was curious, how could someone like it the same as him?
But now it seems that the man in front of me, wearing dark clothes, a hat and sunglasses, doesn't seem very friendly.
Out of politeness, Pei Juan still smiled and stretched out his hand:
"Yes, I am Pei Jun, the owner of this coffee shop, sir, you are."
Shen Yijia still stared directly at his face, without reaching out, and a steady stream of anger emanated from him:
"What's your relationship with Bai Wu?"
Pei Juan was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand awkwardly: "Do you know Xiaobai? I am also his friend."
"By the way." Pei Jun pointed to the painting hanging on the wall, trying to ease the weird atmosphere, "This painting was also given to me by Xiaobai. Weren't you looking at it just now? Xiaobai is Didn’t I give you the same one?”
Shen Yijia sneered and walked out without saying anything.
Pei Juan stared at his back and frowned in confusion: "How strange."
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Tomorrow’s live broadcast of Bai Wu Crematorium (●°u°●)”
