Su Xun had no idea what was happening in Jincheng.
After she recovered from her fever, the first thing she did was to go to the photo studio to restore Fu Zhiheng's photos.
But the shop owner told her that the damage to the photo was so severe that there was no way to repair it.
On the way back, it started to rain.
The weather was freezing cold, and the cold wind hurt my face like a knife.
Su Xun held an umbrella and walked on the street.
A car sped past her, and before she could dodge, water splashed all over her body.
She frowned and took out a tissue from the small bag on her side, and wiped the dirty water stains on her clothes bit by bit.
In a Porsche not far away, the man in the driver's seat leaned on the window with one hand, smoking a cigarette between his fingertips, and inadvertently glanced at the girl not far away.
The umbrella covered her face, leaving only the hand holding the umbrella handle and a slender white wrist.
The man has very good eyesight. With just one glance, he feels that the girl's hand is very beautiful, like a work of art, and can be broken with just one break.
All the people and objects around him turned into dull and lifeless things under the influence of this hand.
The man's eyes narrowed slightly and he chewed on his cigarette.
The eyes are bottomless, with a bit of a cannibalistic darkness inside.
Until the girl turned around and revealed that face.
The man was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
When the cigarette butt burned out and burned his fingertips, he suddenly came back to his senses.
The girl was like a pebble, creating ripples in his heart.
Su Xun didn't realize it. He took out his cell phone from his bag and found that it was out of battery. He looked through his wallet again and found only a five-yuan note in cash.
It takes forty minutes to drive from here to Jiang's mansion, and I don't know how long it will take to walk back.
She showed a dazed expression, holding an umbrella and standing in the rain, her skin better than snow, like a lost lamb, so innocent.
The man looked at her, something was ready to move, trying to break out of the ground.
Just as he was about to get off the car, a group of people came out of the Royal Court Club next door to the girl.
A man in a black coat walked at the front and walked out.
There was a chill in his brows and eyes, and he had an aura that made people shy away.
Su Xun noticed the sudden drop in coldness around him and turned around to look over.
The man has a shaved head, his shirt is torn open, he is smoking a cigarette, and he is evil and debauched.
Revealing an aggressive sex appeal.
Su Xun was slightly surprised. He looked carefully and saw clearly through the rain curtain.
It turned out to be Yanlouchuan.
The man's temperament was too strong and evil, completely different from the Yan Louchuan she had seen in Jincheng before.
In Jincheng, although he seemed to be romantic and wanton, and a bit teasing, he was always friendly and friendly in front of her.
But the man at this moment had a very dangerous sense of aggression.
She couldn't help but take a step back, turned around and left.
Yan Louchuan had already seen her. He was surprised for a few seconds and quickly walked up to call her.
"Kid, why do you leave when you see me?"
He put one hand in his pocket, put out the cigarette with the other hand, and threw it into the trash can next to him.
Su Xun took a step back, his expression a little reluctant, "Did you cut your hair?
I didn't recognize it."
Yan Louchuan calmed down and smiled, "Do I believe your lies?"
This kid obviously recognized him, and his expression said: He'd better not see me, I want to get out of here.
Is he that scary?
The sense of aggression in the man was gone, as if he was back in Jincheng again, and Su Xun relaxed a little.
She bit her lip and refused to admit it, "I really didn't recognize it."
Yan Louchuan stopped worrying about this and asked, "Why are you here alone?"
Didn't the Jiang family send a driver to pick her up?
Before she could answer, the group of people who had been following him came over.
Someone asked: "Yan Er, this is -"...who is it?
The last two words were forced back into my throat.
The speaker looked at Su Xun stupidly.
Then, several people behind looked at her and fell silent instantly.
In the air, there was only the sound of pattering rain hitting the umbrella.