Hong Kong Prince

Gao Yujun's handsome eyes were filled with sorrow as he tried to comfort her, "Sister, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I have my own reasons... Sister, if you want to come with me, I'll take you to Hong Kong."

Ye Wanqing looked at him and felt a pang of heartache.

Since he's leaving, let him leave decisively.

Gao Yu, I'm sorry.

"Difficulties? What difficulties? I've never liked you. So stop dreaming, I won't go to Hong Kong with you. Forget about it. Pack your things and get out of here. I don't want to see you."

After saying that, Ye Wanqing turned away and stopped looking at Gao Yu.

At this moment, Gao Yu felt a strange pang of sorrow and deep pain in his heart.

It turns out that my sister never really liked him.

Although he had considered this possibility, why did it still feel so painful to hear his sister say it herself?

"Sister... since you don't want to see me, then I'm leaving... take care..."

After Gao Yu finished speaking, he turned and got into the car. His eyes were wet with tears.

Seeing this, Wang Qiaoyun sighed and got into the car. Soon the car started and disappeared down the street…

Ye Wanqing turned around only after hearing the car's sound fade into the distance, watching the car's shadow drive further and further away.

She then suddenly realized something was a little too late.

It is estimated that Gao Yu will never return after this departure.

Tears welled up in Ye Wanqing's eyes without her realizing it.

She opened the door to the villa and found the entire house spotless.

She pushed open Gao Yu's bedroom door and found that all of Gao Yu's belongings were still there.

All the clothes she had bought for Gao Yu were neatly arranged on the bedside table, and he hadn't taken a single one.

She sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a piece of Gao Yu's clothing, and held it to her cheek. She immediately felt a warmth; it was the unique scent of Gao Yu.

"Gao Yu... I'm sorry..."

At this moment, Ye Wanqing began to regret that she shouldn't have said those cruel words to him.

I wonder if Gao Yu will hate her?

At that moment, she suddenly realized that she actually had a little bit of affection for Gao Yu. After all, they spent so much time together every day. It wouldn't be true to say she didn't like him...

now.

On the bus.

Gao Yu sat silently in the back seat. He tilted his head and looked out the window at the scenery, which was beautiful, but his heart was filled with sorrow.

Wang Qiaoyun patted his shoulder, "Son, I can tell you really like that Miss Ye, but why don't you bravely confess your feelings to her?"

Gao Yu remained silent, thinking to himself that he hadn't failed to express his feelings.

Instead, Ye Wanqing did not accept his confession.

If she had just said one thing—that she didn't want him to leave—he definitely wouldn't have left.

But she didn't say it.

This means that he wasn't that important to her. If that's the case, then he had no reason to stay...

After all, forced relationships are never happy...

...

After finishing all her business, Ye Wanqing returned to the capital.

She chose to take the train back.

As a result, the train was crowded with a diverse mix of people.

As soon as she sat down, someone noticed her, after all, she was dressed in expensive clothes.

Some people started to have ulterior motives.

Ye Wanqing was dozing off on the train when someone took advantage of her inattention to secretly cut her bag with a knife, then secretly got up and pretended to go to the toilet, hiding it elsewhere.

At this time, Gu Mohan was on the train because he was going to other places to carry out missions. He was not wearing a police uniform, but plain clothes.

When the thief passed by him, he immediately realized, based on his years of experience as a police officer, that the person was very likely the thief.

He then pretended to go to the toilet, and took the opportunity to see clearly where the thief had hidden the bag.

While the thief was in the restroom, he simply took the thief's bag.

This bag wasn't cheap, and it looked somewhat familiar to him.

After the thief finished using the restroom, he saw Gu Mohan standing in front of him, holding a bag in his hand.

"This is my bag, give it back to me."

Gu Mohan hid the bag behind his back. "Oh, it's your bag? Then tell me what's inside?"

"Yes..." the thief stammered.

"If you can't explain it, then come with me to the police station."

"You want to die, huh?" The thief suddenly pulled out a razor blade and viciously stabbed at him. Gu Mohan kicked him to the ground and stepped on his wrist.

He pulled handcuffs out of his pocket and pinned him against the toilet doorknob.

"You're a police officer?"

The thief was taken aback, but it was too late; he couldn't break free.

"Stop talking nonsense. Stay here."

...

"Sunflower seeds, peanuts, and mineral water—"

The train attendant pushed a cart through the carriage.

Ye Wanqing then woke up, but she was still dazed and confused.

When the train stopped at a small station, crowds surged aboard.

Someone bumped into her, and she apologized repeatedly.

"Excuse me, did I bump into you by accident?"

Ye Wanqing then came to her senses and waved her hand, saying, "It's okay, it's alright."

When she looked down again, her heart sank.

My bag is gone!

"Oh no, there's a thief!"

Ye Wanqing immediately stood up and shouted on the train, "Someone stole my bag! Has anyone seen a brown leather bag?"

The elderly man across from me, who was reading a newspaper, immediately put it down: "What kind of bag is that??"

"It was brown, made of faux leather, and it was just in my arms!"

"A young man just rushed past, carrying something in his arms. He was sitting next to you. Could he have stolen it? I glanced at it and it looked brown," someone shouted.

"Really? Then I'll go look for it!"

Ye Wanqing quickly got up and walked down the corridor in the direction of the thief.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Gu Mohan then prepared to take his bag and go find the train police officer.

Then they saw Ye Wanqing asking everyone in the hallway, "Have you seen my bag? A brown leather bag."

Ye Wanqing?

Gu Mohan didn't expect to run into Ye Wanqing either; in fact, he hadn't seen her in a long time.

He looked at her, then glanced down at the bag in his hand, wondering if it was hers.

He stepped forward and handed the bag to her.

Is this your bag?

"It's my bag, thank you!!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling, her eyes fixed on the bag, not even having time to look up at him.

"Take inventory and see if anything is missing."

Ye Wanqing gratefully opened the bag; everything was intact.

She looked up to thank him, but was speechless for a moment.

"Gu Mohan, it's you?"

Gu Mohan's dark eyes were icy. "Just happened to be passing by."

"That's quite a coincidence!" Ye Wanqing said excitedly. "Thank you so much."

"Keep an eye on your things. There are a lot of people and suspicious eyes on the train."

Gu Mohan said nothing and turned to leave.

She watched his tall, receding figure and smiled slightly.