Before the boss finished speaking, the driver was already feeling cold all over.
Yes, without that little girl, would Mr. Yan have any scruples?
Won't!
At the same time, Yan Zhan glanced at the little girl sleeping in the passenger seat, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Check for a black Guangben car. It came out from St. Paul's Hospital and followed me to the Chengxi Interchange. The license plate is xxx."
Yan Zhan looked in the rearview mirror, his eyes were like cold stars, even more cold and heartless under the moonlight.
"Okay, Third Master." The person on the other end of the phone responded.
"Send a copy of tonight's surveillance video from the underground boxing club on Yudai Road."
After another response, Yan Zhan hung up the phone.
He continued driving and soon arrived home.
Seeing that Manshu was sleeping soundly, he didn't wake him up.
Yan Zhan took off his seat belt and got out of the car, leaning in front of the car door to smoke.
The silver moon is like a hook, and the moonlight shines down, softening his eyebrows.
After Yan Zhan finished smoking, he looked at his watch and found that it was already past midnight. He couldn't help but frown.
We can't let her continue to sleep in the car, otherwise she will feel uncomfortable later.
Yan Zhan walked around the front of the car and opened the passenger door.
First, bend down and unbuckle Manshu's seat belt.
As soon as he bent down, Manshu woke up.
Smelling Yan Zhan's faint tobacco smell mixed with a cold fragrance, she stared at him in confusion.
Yan Zhan was also caught off guard, not expecting that she would wake up at this time.
The distance between the two of them now seems like he is taking advantage of others' danger.
"Third uncle?"
Manshu blinked, thinking he had seen it wrong.
Did she dream about Yan Zhan?
The beautiful man was so close that his breaths mingled with each other.
Manshu's face suddenly turned red.
"Are you awake?" Yan Zhan calmly unbuckled her seat belt.
He didn't feel embarrassed at all, leaving Manshu confused.
"The third uncle in the dream is so handsome?" She reached out and pinched Yan Zhan's face.
It was a dream anyway, so why did you dare to pinch him?
Yan Zhan didn't expect her to do this, so he didn't stop her. His face was pinched by her, and his whole body froze.
"Hey, was it also hot in the dream? I thought that Uncle San had a cold face all year round, so his face should be as cold as ice cubes."
She became addicted to squeezing it and couldn't let go.
Yan Zhan had never been teased like this before. When she heard that she thought she was dreaming, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.
Pulling her hand off: "Get off the car and go home."
"hug!"
Manshu thought it was a dream and stretched out her hands toward Yan Zhan like a baby.
Yan Zhan was stunned for a moment. When he saw the little girl looking at him with watery eyes, he bent down in compromise and took her out of the car.
As soon as he came out, the wind blew outside, and Manshu was so cold that he suddenly woke up.
Seeing Yan Zhan hugging her, she also hugged Yan Zhan's neck and slid to the ground.
"Uncle Third, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it next time!"
Manshu slipped off him and squatted directly on the ground, burying her head on her knees and not daring to raise her head to look at anyone.
Yan Zhan looked at her funny, admitting his mistake faster than anyone else.
But even if you call me this name, you won’t change your mind despite repeated admonitions, and you won’t dare to do it again next time?
"Well, get up." Yan Zhan saw that she was embarrassed, so he didn't make it difficult for her. Instead, he stretched out his hand towards her.
"I can just get up by myself." She didn't dare to bother him anymore.
Manshu stood up, took two steps back, and distanced himself from Yan Zhan.
Only by the moonlight could I dare to observe his face.
After making sure that Yan Zhan wasn't angry because he pinched his face just now, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Manshu said in her heart that she might have had the guts to blaspheme Mr. Yan just now!