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

Gao Yan's skill in steering with one hand makes him look like an experienced driver who has been driving for many years.

Wen Yuan turned his head and looked at the night scene speeding by outside the window.

At this moment, she felt as if her feet were stepping on cotton, and her whole body was floating.

She closed her eyes and cleared her mind of all the messy thoughts.

Although she has determined that Gao Yan is Li Zhao, it seems that Gao Yan does not want to admit it.

Even though she is almost a Ninja Turtle, people still call her "Premier Wen".

Thinking of this, Wen Yuan's feeling of dizziness disappeared and his feet landed back on solid ground.

The car was terribly quiet.

Being in the same enclosed space with Gao Yan made Wen Yuan feel indescribably awkward.

She leaned over slightly, turned on the radio, and specifically tuned to an English channel.

“Goodeveningeveryone,welcometotheeveningEnglishchannel…”

After a while, Wen Yuan saw Gao Yan frowning out of the corner of his eye.

"Gao Yan, aren't you applying for the position of general assistant? My general assistant position requires fluent English speaking skills. Can you translate the radio station's evening news into Chinese?"

Gao Yan's frown deepened: "Don't be distracted while driving."

What a lame excuse.

Wen Yuan sneered, "I don't believe you. You clearly don't understand, but you're just pretending."

What she didn't know was that Gao Yan was sweating profusely on his back at this moment, and every nerve in his body was stretched to its limits.

You can't be distracted while driving, this is not an excuse.

He had just learned to drive not long ago and had never had anyone in the passenger seat. Wen Yuan was the first.

For some things, if you want to appear to be easy, you need to put in a lot of effort and perseverance behind the scenes.

He would never let Wen Yuan know these details.

The noisy and complicated English made Gao Yan's ears hurt. In addition, he had to concentrate on driving, so he was silent like a mute person throughout the journey.

Wen Yuan was slightly surprised as he watched him skillfully drive the car towards Liwan No. 1 Manor.

After all, the roads in Haishi are complicated, and even taxi drivers who drive in Haishi all year round often use navigation.

Gao Yan seemed to be very familiar with the roads in Hai City.

Of course, this was Wen Yuan's illusion. Gao Yan didn't know how to use navigation, and he was able to remember the route entirely because of his extraordinary memory.

As the Lamborghini drove onto the dedicated route for Liwan No. 1 Manor, Wen Yuan asked, "How did you know I live here?"

"I know everything about you." Gao Yan answered frankly without hiding anything.

Wen Yuan was so confident that he was speechless.

"Stop the car!" Wen Yuan said in a bad tone. The leakage of her personal information made her extremely angry.

"We'll be there soon." Gao Yan continued to step on the accelerator steadily, his eyes looking straight ahead.

It was not until he saw the six big words "Liwan No. 1 Manor" that he slowly stepped on the accelerator.

"We're here." Gao Yan unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. He trotted to the other side and helped Wen Yuan open the passenger door.

In the past, when Li Zhao traveled, Eunuch Zhou was busy with such matters. In modern times, the emperor has become a commoner and has to do everything by himself.

Wen Yuan unbuckled his seat belt, slammed the door shut, got into the driver's seat and left, leaving Gao Yan with a puff of exhaust fumes.

Fortunately, Gao Yan was not shameless enough to see her in, otherwise Wen Yuan might have jumped out of the car.

Gao Yan, who was left on the side of the road, looked a little down and out. He took out his lighter and lit a cigarette.

The scarlet cigarette butt flickered, and the curling smoke obscured his eyebrows.

After a while, he bit his cigarette holder and opened his phone to search: one-on-one home tutoring.

He needs to learn English in the shortest possible time.

When the tobacco was burned out, he looked up at the gate of Liwan No. 1 and turned to leave.

*

Capital International Airport, VIP lounge.

Ji Xingyao was recognized by two female fans and was taking photos with them enthusiastically.

"Star, you are so beautiful. You are even more beautiful in person than in the video."

"Ha, really? Thank you." Ji Xingyao had heard such words countless times.

Unlike many internet celebrities who cannot do without beauty filters and look terrible in the light, Ji Xingyao is actually not photogenic, and she is far less stunning in the camera than in real life.

Therefore, when fans see her in person, they always exclaim in surprise, but Ji Xingyao is not surprised by this.

She has a lot of fans and is recognized frequently. She is used to being stopped in public and asked to take photos.

As a blogger, Ji Xingyao is good at giving positive emotional feedback to his enthusiastic fans.

Because of her huge fan base, her usual advertising quote is no less than 500,000 yuan. In the past three years, she has earned tens of millions from advertising fees alone, not to mention the year-end dividends from "Xingyuan Media".

Even without the system rewards, she has achieved financial freedom.

She has never had any ambitions. Unlike Wen Yuan, who wants to create his own business empire, she is more free and easy.

After taking the photos, the passengers were notified to board the plane over the broadcast.

After waving goodbye to her fans, Ji Xingyao picked up her bag and entered the first class cabin first.

She was exhausted from moving these past few days, and after a journey of more than two hours, she decided to take a nap.

She adjusted her seat to sleeping mode, put on an eye mask, and quickly fell asleep.

What she didn't know was that after she fell asleep, a familiar figure walked past her, stayed for about five seconds, and then entered the innermost seat of the first class cabin.

The plane took off on time and Ji Xingyao slept well throughout the journey.

When the flight attendant woke her up, she was the only passenger left in the first class cabin.

She quickly got up and got off the plane with her bag.

As soon as I turned on my phone, several text messages came in.

They are all Wen Yuan's. She has arrived at the airport and is at Terminal 3.

Ji Xingyao couldn't help but quicken his pace.

After retrieving my luggage and walking out of the airport, I saw Wen Yuan who had been waiting for me for a long time.

"Ayuan~~~" Ji Xingyao ran towards her coquettishly and hugged her in his arms.

"I'm so touched that you came to pick me up so late." Ji Xingyao touched the corner of his eyes in a pretentious manner.

"Come and show me, are there any tears?" Wen Yuan came closer. "Yes? Where are they? Where are they?"

"Hey, it's fake. I'm kidding you."

Ji Xingyao took Wen Yuan's arm and said, "Let's go home."

"Well, go home."

When they walked out of the terminal, a tall black figure appeared alone in the distance behind them.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Ji Xingyao realized that it was Wen Yuan who was driving the car.

"Where's Old Lu?"

"I've asked for leave and will go to work tomorrow."

"Oh, then I'll drive. I slept for two hours on the plane and I'm full of energy."

Wen Yuan didn't compete with her, she was indeed tired today.

The two got in the car. Ji Xingyao had just started the car when he suddenly stopped and sniffed gently.

"Ayuan, why does your car smell like men's perfume?"

Only Wen Yuan drives this car. Old Lu usually picks her up and drops her off in a business car.

Wen Yuan followed and sniffed: "Is there?"

"Yes, I have. I have a very sensitive nose. Did Ji Mingyi drive your car?" Before Wen Yuan could answer, Ji Xingyao denied it herself: "No, Ji Mingyi likes strong fragrances. The fragrance comes before he even approaches. The perfume in your car is very light. It's not his style."

"It's Li Zhao."