[Sweet, Satisfying, Refreshing; 1v1; Professional Sugar-Spreader; Free Full Novel] What's it like when a max-level big shot gets a quick transmigration cannon fodder script? Fei Wan says, "...
Fei Wan smiled at him, then looked away and asked the rickshaw driver to leave.
Xiaoya was so scared that she huddled into a ball. After she got out of the station, she looked behind her and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, if we are discovered, the uncle will definitely be displeased with you."
Fei Wan poked her face and pointed at himself.
"Xiaoya, who is in front of you now?"
Xiaoya covered her face and asked doubtfully, "Miss?"
"So... don't mention the uncle anymore. Don't worry, he won't find out."
Fei Wan was not worried about being discovered by Li Qing. The original owner had never met Li Qing. No one would have thought that the old-fashioned woman who was timid at first would be the girl in front of him who was so bold as to look at a foreign man in the eye.
Fei Wan had just walked out and reached the bridge when he heard a loud noise coming from the distance.
Fei Wan looked over and saw that it was the direction of the station.
The rickshaw driver paused, then continued running, looking a little sad.
Xiaoya poked her head out, her eyes showing a hint of curiosity:
"Miss, what happened just now?"
The driver sighed and said, "You two girls are from other places, right? Then don't ask about it. If you hear about it in the future, stay away from it."
He seemed very secretive and didn't seem to want to talk more, so Fei Wan didn't ask any further questions.
Xiaoya shut up tactfully. She held Feiwan's sleeve tightly and followed him down when they reached their destination.
"Yuanjiang Hotel..."
Xiaoya looked at the sign and read it out loud.
"Miss, this is also my first time in Shanghai. You know so much. There's actually a restaurant here."
Fei Wan narrowed his eyes and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar building.
Although this place is called Shanghai, it is different from the place Feiwan has in mind.
For example, this famous hotel, in her time and space, there was a hotel with a completely different name located here a hundred years ago.
She had just asked the driver some questions on the road, and combined with what she saw now, she could be sure that this place was related to her time and space, but it was also deliberately distinguished from her.
so……
What exactly is this system that asks her to complete tasks?
Fei Wan was immersed in her thoughts, and it was Xiaoya who pulled her back.
"Miss, are we coming here to eat?"
Fei Wan shook his head, holding Xiaoya's hand and was about to walk inside, but he heard whispers behind him.
"Lingshu, look at how shabby these two are wearing. What antiques..."
Not far away stood two ladies wearing today's popular clothes, one of them covering her mouth and laughing.
They stood at the door for a long time. The two of them were wearing old-fashioned jackets and skirts, which really made them stand out from the crowd of people who were entering and leaving the hotel in suits and fashionable dresses.
Lingshu...
This name sounds too familiar.
The woman named Lingshu refused to raise her head, but instead looked at her watch and complained.
"Brother Li and I agreed on a time, why haven't you come yet?"
Fei Wan had the answer in his mind. Isn’t Tang Lingshu the rich lady that Li Qing likes in the plot?
She actually ran into...
However, compared to Xiaoya's indignation at the woman's remarks, Feiwan was quite calm.
The styles worn by the two ladies had long been obsolete in Fei Wan's era.
not to mention……
Brother Li Qing, whom Miss Tang Lingshu has been thinking about so much, is probably still waiting alone at the station.
Fei Wan really admired Li Qing for coming to pick her up and making an appointment with Tang Lingshu.
Fei Wan cursed Li Qing again in his heart. He was so handsome, but why did he do the things a scumbag did?
Fei Wan didn't want to have anything to do with them now, so she quickened her pace and walked inside with Xiaoya.
She came here not to eat, but to solve the problem of accommodation.