In the car, Chen Yang, Tang Wan, and Su Hongyu were all very nervous.
What flashed through Chen Yang's mind was that night more than ten years ago, he was still driving at high speed. He first received the news that his biological parents were both killed in a car accident, and then he discovered that someone was following him.
A highway chase ensued, with the vehicles covered by the bodyguards falling behind one after another.
Finally, he abandoned the car and got out. There was a gunshot in the bustling night market, and a delicate white flower was dyed in red and fell limply in his arms.
That scene flashed through Chen Yang's mind like a revolving lantern, just like the speed of a Porsche Panamera.
Logan's face turned pale and he asked, "Mom, what did you find?"
Su Hongyu said nervously: "What else did you find? Didn't you see the Cayenne behind us, Pidianpidian, following us all the way?"
Logan was startled at first, then took another look, and said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Mom, when we came out, the car behind was a Cayenne, but now this car is a Porsche Macan, not a Cayenne. You saw it wrong."
"Yeah?"
Su Hongyu said sarcastically, and said harshly: "Anyway, you should be careful. We made more than 100 million today. You are still wearing a baby on your hand. Is it weird that someone is following you?"
Chen Yang looked unmoved, Su Hongyu was just a blind cat who ran into a dead mouse. The cat was blind, but the mouse was real.
He paid attention to the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye, and sure enough he saw an inconspicuous Volkswagen Golf stop at a corner, followed by another inconspicuous Honda CRV.
The relay is average.
Chen Yang withdrew his gaze, and amidst the complaints from the two women in the car who relaxed, he accelerated without any signs of haste, accelerated again, changed lanes, turned..., threw away the vehicle behind him, and headed straight for home.
On the way from Bagua Street to my home, cars were passing by, the lights were bright, and the Porsche Panamera was driving fast. It didn’t take long for me to enter a familiar neighborhood.
"It was quite fast today."
Su Hongyu muttered, without taking it seriously, opened the door and got out of the car.
Tang Wan, who was tired after dealing with her mother all the way, had no energy left to observe others.
Chen Yang got out of the car together and looked around cautiously. The first person he saw was Tang Jiao.
"Mom, sister, and my dear good-for-nothing brother-in-law, you are back."
"I'm going out first, my friends are waiting for me."
Tang Jiao saw them coming back and said hello with a smile. She didn't give Su Hongyu a chance to curse. Tang Wan ran away as fast as she could with her hand to save them.
Su Hongyu could only curse at Tang Jiao's back: "Young girl, what are you doing all day long?"
After entering the house, Chen Yang took the opportunity of his mother and daughter to wash up and made phone calls for a long time before returning to the room.
After the massage, the night gradually deepened, and the two of them were still awake on and off the bed.
"Chen Yang, are you asleep?"
Tang Wan's voice sounded a little feeble. After receiving a negative answer, she said with a bit of weakness:
"Just now in the car, when mom said stalking, what do you think I thought of?"
Chen Yang guessed it, but still asked gently: "Honey, what are you thinking of?"
Tang Wan held the quilt with her hands and said in a low voice: "I think of the night more than ten years ago, when I was walking in the night market. There were obviously many people, but suddenly, it was like I was alone. I couldn't tell whether to listen first.
When the gunshot rang out, my body still hurt first, and then..."
She couldn't say anything and then she curled up in the quilt.
The next second, a rustling sound came, and Tang Wan felt her eyes darken. She looked up and saw Chen Yang standing in front of the bed.
His throat was a little dry, and his voice was also dry, and he said nervously: