Uncle Min, sitting in the driver's seat, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
After Wu Yue got into the car, he deliberately drove to a parking space not far away, turned off the engine, and waited quietly.
It was a bit chilly today, but the temperature inside the car was even colder than outside.
Uncle Min immediately knew that he had done something to offend the Second Young Master!
He dared not speak, not uttering a single breath. The Second Young Master was usually cold and aloof; it was extremely rare for him to be so visibly angry. His aura was truly suffocating.
A gust of wind blew in through the half-open car window, ruffling the boy's soft, jet-black hair. His bangs tilted slightly to the side, but couldn't hide his handsome, aloof demeanor.
The boy turned his head, his voice deep and earnest: "You are not a fake, you are my joy, my treasure."
Wu Yue was suddenly stunned, a little confused by Yan Chiyu's train of thought. Confessing one's feelings, saying sweet words, just... just so sudden.
She paused for a few seconds, then a smile appeared on her lips: "Thank you, I was a little startled, Emma is a little shy."
She was supposed to be shy, but there wasn't even the slightest hint of blush on her face. Instead, she seemed a little startled: "What's wrong all of a sudden?"
Oh, I remember now. Wu Qiming said she was a fake, and Yan Chiyu was standing up for her.
Yan Chiyu took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the anger rising in his heart, "I will not allow anyone to say anything bad about you."
"Are you stupid? I'm not a Renminbi (RMB), not everyone will like me. And not everyone likes RMB either."
The girl reached out her fair hand and pinched Yan Chiyu's thin face twice, then chuckled softly, "Yan Xiaoyu, don't be angry. I don't care about what he said at all; all I care about is my parents' safety."
"Ding-dong."
My phone beeped with a message.
Yan Chiyu withdrew his gaze from Wu Yue and looked down at the reply.
Bao Xinbao: Boss, Miss Wu Yue asked around, and Curry really has very little information about the reclusive Wu family, so he couldn't offer her much help. However, there is still some information available about Wu Qiming.
Longjingyuan: Mangdang Mountain, an ancient house with a large area.
After reading the reply, Yan Chiyu immediately handed his phone to Wu Yue, "Longlong said he's at Mangdang Mountain, are we going there now?"
"Tonight, perhaps."
"good."
"Thank you, I'll head back now." The girl said, and was about to get out of the car.
Yan Chiyu quickly reached out and grabbed him, calling out to those ahead, "Uncle Min, let's go to the Wu family first and take Wu Yue back."
"Yes, Second Young Master." After so long, Uncle Min only dared to respond weakly.
The boy's hand landed on the girl's wrist, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on her wrist. It was as if he was seeing Wu Yue for the first time.
His brow furrowed, and his pale fingers lightly touched the girl's arm. He overheard Wu Qiming saying he wanted to collect and eliminate counterfeits through his Bluetooth earpiece, and the boy's eyes turned cold. "Overestimating yourself."
The veins on the back of his hand were faintly visible due to anger, and the look he gave the girl made him gasp for breath, as if someone was choking him and blocking his breathing.
Hearing Yan Chiyu's words, Wu Yue roughly understood that he hadn't finished watching the video and had seen the most infuriating part.
She wasn't angry; with the identification documents Bai Tang had given her, she could easily punish Wu Qiming.
Of course, rather than getting involved with the main branch of the Wu family, she wanted to save her parents and then sever all ties with them.
After all, it's uncomfortable for even one fly to fall into the water, let alone a whole swarm.
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