Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

The two people in the car looked outside at the same time.

Gao Yan's face was dark, and he tried his best to suppress the rise and fall of his chest. The veins on the back of his hand that was pressing on the door frame were bulging.

"Is there something wrong?" Ji Mingyi asked unhappily.

Gao Yan took a breath and said, "Boss Wen, get out of the car. I'll take you wherever you want to go."

"No, you keep doing this again and again. What do you mean? I tell you, I have tolerated you for a long time." Ji Mingyi was also annoyed. He was like a fighting rooster, with all his feathers standing up.

Gao Yan didn't even glance at Ji Mingyi from beginning to end. He only had eyes for Wen Yuan.

There are too many things contained in it that Wen Yuan cannot understand.

Wen Yuan, who was originally hesitating to get off the car, gave up the idea because of Gao Yan's arrival.

"Mr. Ji, please drive."

"Did you hear me? Get out of the way." Ji Mingyi started the car.

Gao Yan took a step back unwillingly, looking at Wen Yuan forbearingly, his jaw taut.

It took all his willpower to resist tearing open the car door that was blocking his way.

Ji Mingyi quickly shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator.

Gao Yan stood there, like a wounded lion, looking at his departing spouse sadly.

Wen Yuan frowned and looked at Gao Yan through the rearview mirror.

He stood there motionless. Although his expression could not be seen clearly, Wen Yuan seemed to sense his anger.

"Xiao Yuan, was that person just now really the general assistant you hired?" Ji Mingyi asked while driving.

"No." Wen Yuan moved his eyes away from the rearview mirror and looked outside the car indifferently.

"I don't think so either. It's obvious he's not someone who's dedicated to his job. Let me tell you, Xiaoyuan, the position of general assistant is very important. You must recruit someone who's suitable and capable. Don't just look at appearances. Some people are just all show and no substance."

Ji Mingyi was speaking indirectly of Gao Yan.

However, he himself did not realize that his sour tone indirectly confirmed Gao Yan's appearance.

He had a face that made Ji Mingyi feel a sense of crisis, and he was also very tall, almost 1.9 meters.

Ji Mingyi has always been proud of his height of 1.84 meters and never thought that someone could surpass him in height.

"Don't worry, he won't be chosen." Wen Yuan's words gave Ji Mingyi a reassurance.

"That's great. By the way, why didn't you tell me when you were hiring a general assistant? I have a suitable candidate." Ji Mingyi timely recommended one of his high school classmates: "My former class monitor is smart, but his family is not well off. This kind of employee is very loyal and will not quit easily. You might consider him."

"Okay, I'll think about it." Wen Yuan couldn't refuse him directly, so he could only agree perfunctorily.

After talking about personal matters, it’s time to talk about business.

Ji Mingyi said, "I don't have any information about the antique collector the president of the Shipping Association mentioned. Can you find someone to introduce him to?"

Wen Yuan remembered that Ji Xing had a graduate student senior who worked at the Hai City Air Traffic Control Bureau, and she could try to use this relationship.

"I'll look for it, it should be there."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."

Ji Mingyi sent Wen Yuan to Xingyuan Building and left.

She returned to the office and called Ji Xingyao.

"Do you have a senior brother working at the Hai City Air Traffic Control Bureau?"

Ji Xingyao was sprawled on the sofa, with a black mask on her face, chewing an apple.

She mumbled, "Well, yes."

"I want to ask him for a favor."

"What favor? I'll just say hello to him in advance. Senior Brother is a nice guy and happy to help."

Wen Yuan briefly explained that she was looking for an antique collector, but unfortunately, she had no information about him. As far as she knew, his ship had passed through the dock some time ago, and the Air Traffic Control Bureau must have registered it.

Ji Xingyao: "Okay, got it. It's okay. Leave it to me."

Wen Yuan: "How's moving your things going?"

"Almost done. The moving company just left and I'm exhausted. Oh, and the moving company will deliver the goods to my door tomorrow. I'm flying to Hai City tonight."

"When will you arrive? I'll pick you up."

"No, the plane is late, I'll take a taxi there myself, don't wait for me."

"Send me the flight schedule. I'm working. Hang up."

Ji Xingyao looked at the hung up call and shrugged helplessly at Wen Yuan's loving and aggressive airport pick-up behavior. The next second, the flight information was directly forwarded to Wen Yuan.

I've been lying down for so long that my body feels like it's falling apart.

Ji Xingyao got up, washed off the mask, and slowly walked around the house.

The moving company was busy for a few days and the house became much emptier. At first glance, I felt reluctant to leave.

After living here for so long, Ji Xingyao didn't realize that this house belonged to someone else. But now, she suddenly realized that this apartment belonged to someone else.

She took a few photos as a final souvenir.

*

As night fell, Wen Yuan walked out of the office and remembered that her car was still parked at the western restaurant.

Originally, she didn't need to use a car, but she had already agreed to pick up Ji Xingyao at the airport in the evening, and she couldn't go back on her word, so she took a taxi to the restaurant.

The western restaurant at night has a different style, and the lighting design is very stylish.

This store does good business, and the parking lot is almost full of various luxury cars.

The red Lamborghini parked quietly, waiting for her owner.

Wen Yuan walked over, unlocked the car, and the elegant lines of the starting car shone, illuminating the black Jaguar next to it.

Wen Yuan stopped. If he remembered correctly, this was Gao Yan's car.

At this time, the Jaguar door opened, Gao Yan got out and closed the door in one go, as if he had been waiting for her.

He walked straight up to Wen Yuan and asked, "Where did you go with him?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Gao Yan clenched his fists: "Do you know how many women Ji Mingyi has?"

Wen Yuan looked up: "So what if I know."

This sentence made Gao Yan look painful. There was a strong anger in his eyes. He didn't want to continue to dwell on this topic. He said, "Give me the key."

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"I'll walk you home."

Wen Yuan refused: "No need."

She walked past Gao Yan and was about to get into the car, but Gao Yan grabbed her wrist.

"I'll take you there." His voice was deep, filled with indescribable emotions.

He used force on his hands and pulled Wen Yuan to the passenger seat.

He opened the door, pushed her in, and took the car keys from her hand.

"What are you doing? I'm going to call the police." Wen Yuan was annoyed and was about to get up when Gao Yan suddenly leaned over, put his hands on the car seat, and trapped Wen Yuan in his arms.

The two of them were so close that they could hear each other's chaotic heartbeats.

"Don't call the police. I just want to take you back. I won't do anything else."

Gao Yan's eyes were red, and as she spoke, her air flow touched Wen Yuan's cheek, making it tingle. She felt they were too close, and was forced to press her back against the seat.

Fortunately, Gao Yan didn't stay for long. He took out the seat belt, fastened it on Wen Yuan, and closed the passenger door.

"boom."

Lamborghini starts.

The car was very quiet and no one spoke.

Gao Yan had a stern expression as he stared straight at the road ahead, his broad joints firmly gripping the steering wheel.

This was Wen Yuan's first time riding in his car.

After the car passed through two streets, Wen Yuan finally realized and wondered when he had learned to drive.