Chapter 119 Lost
Yan Ai looked through the rearview mirror and saw that the man was following her in his car.
Her pink lips curled up slightly.
Want to follow her car?
Then give it a try!
Yan Ai skillfully controlled the steering wheel. When her car left the community and came to the main road, she quickly stepped on the accelerator pedal, and the car accelerated instantly and sped away.
Feng Jue’s driving skills are actually very good, but he rarely drives himself. Therefore, he confidently believes that even though he is just a novice, his driving skills are much better than Yan Ai’s.
But after following her for only about ten minutes, Feng Jue was surprised to find that Yan Ai's driving skills were quite amazing. At the last intersection, he almost couldn't catch up with her.
Before he knew it, he was already one parking space behind her.
Feng Jue quickly put aside all distracting thoughts and concentrated his mind to keep up with the pace.
Coming to another turning point, Feng Jue was once again forced to admire Yan Ai's superb drifting skills. He knew he could never be as smooth as hers.
Before the surprise in his heart had time to dissipate, Yan Ai accelerated at full speed again. Her car was like a Jaguar and a dragon, passing several cars in front and leaving him behind in an instant.
When he entered the next intersection, his car was stopped at a red light. He watched helplessly as the woman's car disappeared into the traffic ahead, and after another turn, it completely disappeared from his sight.
He only followed her for fifteen minutes, and then she dumped him.
Feng Jue looked at his location, then parked the car on the side of the road, took out his cell phone and called Shang Yin.
He told Shang Yin Yan Ai's license plate number and his current location.
"Check this section of road to see which direction the car went."
After explaining, the man put away his phone, turned the car around and walked back.
He lost track of Shang Yin as well.
He discovered that recently he seemed to see her only on weekends, and the rest of the time she seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
When they lived together before, he didn't care where she was or whether she came home.
Even during these three years, he occasionally found that Yan Ai did not return home at night, but he just thought that she went back to her parents' home. After all, he himself did not go back to that home every day.
He was indeed not interested in her whereabouts before, but now, he was interested.
To be precise, the person he is interested in is not Yan Ai as his ex-wife, but Yan Ai as Xingchen.
Feng Jue returned to Liangyuan.
Just as he poured himself a glass of red wine, a message came in on his phone.
He picked it up and saw that it was sent by Jiang Qiuning.
She said the old lady invited her to her birthday party the day after tomorrow and she wanted to confirm the news with him.
Jiang Qiuning also said in a humorous way that the birthday gift for him had already been prepared, and whether he held a birthday party this year or not, the gift would be delivered on time.
Feng Jue was about to reply when another call came in.
This time it’s Shang Yin.
He decisively chose to answer the phone first.
"What happened?" Feng Jue asked.
Shang Yin apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, I was halfway through tracking when the signal was cut off."
"Where did it break?" Feng Jue put down his wine glass, very surprised.
Shang Yin said, "I tracked the call through the surveillance cameras on the roadside all the way to Ren'ai Road in Xicheng District, and then the signal was cut off."
Feng Jue asked suspiciously, "West City District? What is she doing there?"
Xicheng District is located on the suburban border. If you continue westward, you will find some nature reserves. If you go south, you will reach the city's sub-center.
Is she going to the nature reserve to collect materials?
This is also possible.
The novels written by Xingchen are imaginative and very fascinating. Perhaps she just needs to travel around to find inspiration.
Feng Jue didn't doubt him and said to Shang Yin, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's leave it at that."
"Mr. Feng, you're welcome." Shang Yin's voice was low and serious, just like the impression he gave people.
After hanging up the phone, Feng Jue looked at the WeChat message Jiang Qiuning sent him again.
But what he was thinking in his heart was that Yan Ai, that woman, would never let him out of the small dark room no matter what.
Oh!
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