Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

He stammered a few times with his thin lips, but didn't say anything.

Qi Yan felt inexplicably uncomfortable being stared at by him. He tugged at his collar and felt a little dry in the mouth.

Suddenly, her hand pulling the clothes paused, as if she felt something, and she glanced calmly into the distance, where there was an ordinary silver-gray car parked.

Unlike Shen Rao's luxury car, this is the kind of car that would be hard to find in the blink of an eye if thrown onto the road.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she stopped looking at Shen Rao. She turned to Chen Huai who was driving, and spoke in a serious tone.

"Take your boss back now."

Chen Huai turned around and was about to ask Shen Rao for instructions when someone suddenly slapped the seat hard.

The voice was cold and urgent, "Go!"

Now Chen Huai didn't dare to look back and had to start the car.

Just before the car set off, Qi Yan threw a few final words to Shen Rao.

"Don't come again."

When Shen Rao reacted and looked back, Qi Yan was no longer there.

After leaving the village in the city, he spoke with a sullen face.

"Who asked you to leave?"

"...I, I think Miss Qi seems to be in a hurry."

Chen Huai was a little annoyed. He didn't know what was wrong with him. At that time, Miss Qi's aura suppressed him so much that he dared not think too much.

"Drive back."

Shen Rao ordered in a cold voice.

"Ah, Boss, this is not good. Why don't we go back to the company first? The secretary department has urged us several times today."

"I'll say it again, drive back."

"……Yes."

Chen Huai wiped away his sad tears and turned away silently.

Qi Yan stood in front of the window. Her bedroom window just happened to allow her to see the downstairs. The silver-gray sedan drove away a few minutes after Shen Rao left.

She stood behind the curtain, stroking her wrist, wondering what she was thinking.

Until the familiar luxury car appeared downstairs again, she clenched her back teeth uncontrollably and the muscles on the sides of her face tensed up.

It’s really not easy to worry about.

She stood in front of the window for a while, and when the silver-gray car did not appear, she turned back to the house. The laptop on the table suddenly lit up, and a red circle appeared on the screen.

I picked up the headphones next to me and put them on, and a modulated mechanical sound started playing.

"I still haven't found any information. The other party is hiding too deeply."

"Haven't you come into contact with those people? Maybe the upper echelons of Zuishengju know something."

Qi Yan was annoyed when she heard about this. Everything was going as planned, but then a bunch of people jumped out and disrupted everything.

"Something unexpected happened. Don't worry. Help me find out who is following Shen Rao today."

"Shen Rao? Your ex-boyfriend?"

It's clearly an emotionless electronic sound, but I can still hear some interest in it.

"It's Shen Rao from the Shen Group in the Imperial Capital."

Qi Yan did not explain about her ex-boyfriend. She rubbed her brows and regretted that she had agreed to give it a try with him three years ago.

Who knew the butterfly effect would be so serious?

"Okay, let me check. Do you have any questions? Do you need any help?"

"No, it hasn't come to that point yet. I'll see what happens."

Qi Yan leaned against the table, fiddling with a metal lighter in her hand. The casing of the lighter was old and the paint was peeling on the corners. She turned it over in her hand without a care.

"Okay, then you be careful."

After he finished speaking, the computer screen went black. Qi Yan took off her headphones and smoothed her long, smooth hair.

Looking out the window, the low-key luxury car was still parked safely downstairs, blending into the darkness along with the silent night.

In a motorhome in a parking lot in the opposite direction of the urban village residential area.

Bai Ya held the coffee in one hand and danced quickly on the keyboard with the other hand, and images flashed quickly on the computer.

Zuo Yu next to him was wiping something carefully with a cloth.

Suddenly Bai Ya came over and asked, "Have you seen Shen Rao before in Country A? What does he look like?"

Zuo Yu blew on the thing in his hand, "Can't you find it out? Why are you asking me?"

He glanced at the third display screen, which listed Shen Rao's biographical information.

Bai Ya curled her lips: "What's the point of looking at the information? Tell me, what kind of impression does he give people?"

She was able to do two things at once very well, without taking her eyes off the monitor and at the same time asking questions about gossip.

Zuo Yu put the thing in his hand back into the box, then took out another one and wiped the magnifying glass carelessly.

"How do I put it? It feels a bit pitiful."

He thought about it carefully and gave this answer.

The look in that man's eyes when he looked at Qi Yan at that time was full of pity, like an abandoned puppy.

"Huh? Pathetic? You're kidding."

Bai Ya had read Shen Rao's information before, and felt that the word "pitiful" really didn't apply to him.

Three years ago, he was a well-known top playboy in the capital. Three years later, he completely controlled the Shen family and even began to gradually expand the Shen's business empire. He was like the male protagonist in a happy novel who had never experienced any hardships.

But Bai Ya overlooked one thing. If Shen Rao had not met Qi Yan, his life would have never been pitiful.

Zuo Yu rested his chin on her shoulder and smiled with his eyes curved.

"Then don't you see who he met, the heartless Miss Qi."

"If you say he is not pitiful, who is pitiful?"

"..."

Bai Ya had nothing to say. She shook her shoulders and let him down, snorting.

"I don't think he's worthy of Qi Yan."

It was obvious that Shen Rao was a cynical second-generation rich man before. No one knew how he seduced her Yanyan.

"Whatever you say is what it is."

Zuo Yu spread his hands, wiped the things, and helped Bai Ya check the surveillance.

……

The next day.

Qi Yan came down from upstairs and found the luxury car still parked in the same place as last night.

She glanced around calmly, her eyes lingering for a moment in three directions, then inserted the key into her e-scooter, and the phone in her pocket began to vibrate.

I swiped the dial and heard noisy music on the other end. After a few seconds, the noise faded away and then I heard Manager Ren's anxious voice.

"Xiao Qi, come over today. Someone has asked for leave, so you can take over their shift."

Qi Yan didn't refuse.

When the phone call was hung up, Shen Rao's car happened to pass by and the door suddenly opened.

‘Stab it——’

Qi Yan slammed the brakes and almost hit Shen Rao. With some anger in her eyes, she grabbed Shen Rao's collar and pushed him back.

Maybe it was because he didn’t get enough rest, but his whole body felt limp, and Qi Yan pushed him down without much effort.

Chen Huai was not in the car and no one knew where he went.

There were dark circles under Shen Rao's eyes, and bloodshot eyes. He looked decadent and weak. If it weren't for his resistant facial features, he would have looked extremely miserable.

Qi Yan pressed him down, their breaths intertwined, hot air sprayed on their faces, and a familiar yet unfamiliar smell spread in the closed car.

"Qi Yan..."

Shen Rao moved his dry lips and called out softly, as if he was afraid that he would break into pieces in front of him if he shouted too loudly.

But Qi Yan, who was holding him down, didn't buy it at all.

She said coldly: "Shen Rao, are you done yet?"

"Qi Yan, Ah Yan, I really miss you..."

Shen Rao didn't know where he got the strength from, he hugged her waist, completely removed his disguise, and revealed his vulnerability.