I watched Theresa playing tennis in a miniskirt for an hour (Qi Yang left half an hour ago because of something).
I don’t know if it’s because of bad luck or if Theresa maintains the elegance of a young lady.
Lin An still didn't understand whether the white lace fabric was leggings or a girl's pure handkerchief.
And unfortunately, he didn't have time to figure it out.
Theresa took the real handkerchief brought by her follower and wiped the big drops of sweat from her face. It seemed that the exercise time was over.
Lin An pondered for a moment, then stood up from the bench and pretended to walk back.
In fact, from a distance not too far away, he was observing Theresa.
Theresa and her four followers packed up their tennis equipment, left the tennis court chatting and laughing, and walked to a self-service beverage machine.
The straight brown-haired attendant paid for the sports drink and drank it in big gulps.
From a distant perspective, Theresa raised her head, and her white neck seemed to be coated with a light layer of gold in the sunlight. Her beautiful and flawless profile made her look like a goddess from ancient Greek mythology.
Teresa is indeed a unique and extraordinary beauty.
Even if Jiang Yunshu had the bonus of lying, he would never be able to catch up to 10% of her beauty in this life.
Lin An moved a little closer to them.
I can hear their conversation.
"Theresa, where are we going to eat at noon? How about going to Saria?"
"What is that place, Salia?"
"Stupid, the Italian restaurant Theresa went to must be a high-end restaurant like Da Ivo or ARVA."
"You're the idiot. If Theresa really wanted to eat Italian food, she would have flown to Milan."
"I did fly to Italy five times a week."
Even Saizeriya, known as the Italian Sand County, doesn’t know about it?
It's indeed a bit lacking in common sense.
However, this is a common problem among young ladies. It is very rare to find a young lady like Jian Shuier who dares to kill a duck.
Lin An thought to himself.
"I have something to do at noon, you guys go by yourselves."
"Hey, something's up again! I was hoping you'd take us to a fancy restaurant someday."
"If you think so, how about taking you to SARUI next Sunday?"
"That's a Japanese restaurant with an average price of 20,000 per person. Woohoo, Theresa, I'm so lucky to be your friend."
"See you next week. I'm leaving now."
"goodbye."
After saying goodbye to them, Theresa walked out of the school alone.
After this departure, Lin An knew that her hidden secret would be exposed.
He immediately activated the tracking mode and followed her at a certain distance.
She left the tennis court and walked towards the west gate.
After exiting the West Gate, I walked straight to the subway station.
During the process, Lin An revealed a slight flaw in his tracking, but she didn't notice.
It was determined that she was not a professional who understood anti-tracking tactics.
This shortens the tracking distance.
After entering the subway station, she got on the subway directly.
After riding for more than ten stops, I got off the subway when I was a little distance away from Ocean University.
But she didn't leave the subway station directly. She first went to the locker to get a paper bag, and then walked into the women's restroom.
Three minutes later, a girl with a high ponytail and wearing a rustic peasant skirt came out.
Although the girl's appearance couldn't be seen because she was wearing a mask, there were quite a few pimples on her forehead, so she probably looked average.
Most people won’t even take a second look when they see it.
However, Lin An had experience with Li Baiwei, and the girl's eyes were a rare sea blue.
Make sure this person is Theresa.
"A rich young lady who's so full of herself that she's willing to eat meat, ends up dressing up as a girl dressed in rustic clothes and going to a place far away from her friends. It seems a bit of a cliché plot development."
Lin An roughly guessed the answer in his heart, and was also sure that Theresa did have major problems hidden.
And if Xu Yaoji really wanted to help his roommate, he would attack anyone who approached him.
Then the one who wants to help must be Theresa.
He tracked it right.
He took a step forward and continued to follow Theresa, who knew nothing.
After she walked out of the subway station, she went around in circles and arrived at a Sichuan stir-fry restaurant.
Once people go in, they never come out.
Lin An probably knew where she went and what she was doing.
After thinking about it, he walked in.
The stir-fry restaurant is an ordinary husband-and-wife shop with a front hall of about 20 square meters and more than a dozen tables.
Business is pretty good and the place is full.
The guests should be construction workers from nearby, generally middle-aged men in their 30s or 40s, dressed in rough clothes, and smelling strongly of cigarettes, sweat, and alcohol.
He glanced around briefly but didn't see Theresa.
After waiting for a while, I found a vacant seat and sat down without even minding the sweaty middle-aged man next to me.
The person who came to place the order should be the boss lady, who was a little fat and looked a bit fierce.
"Give me slightly spicy mapo tofu."
I don’t know when it started, but he will order Mapo Tofu whenever the store has it.
"Handsome guy, wait a moment!" The proprietress left with a friendly smile.
Five minutes later, Mapo Tofu was served.
He ate slowly for a full 20 minutes and did not see Theresa come out.
Just as he finished the last bite of Mapo Tofu and was about to pay, he went outside to wait for Theresa.
"Uncle, calm down."
He heard girls shouting from the kitchen.
The voice was anxious but also had a comfortable feeling like a massage in the ears. It was obviously the voice of a beautiful woman.
Lin An walked over immediately.
In the corner of the kitchen, a dishwasher dressed in rustic clothes held a red plastic basin in front of herself, her eyes full of fear and panic.
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