The woman on the roadside was the newly moved neighbor He Ying.
"Miss He, what happened to your car?"
He Ying wiped her face and said, "Mr. Su, my tire has a nail and a flat tire. Can you help me fix it?"
Su Yang was speechless.
A long, long time ago, he encountered willow catkins here, and it was a rainy day.
Repairing the car, that's impossible!
"Ms. He, Mr. Su can only drive but not repair a car. How about I call a tow truck?"
"Ah? That's fine too..."
There were several black lines on He Ying's face and her hands were also black.
"Mr. Su, can you give me a ride?"
"Okay, come up!"
After all, he is his fan, so Su Yang would certainly not refuse a small request.
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Shanshui No. 1.
In the lobby on the second floor, He Ying washed her hands and face and served hot tea.
"Mr. Su, I'm really sorry to bother you again this time."
"You're welcome! But are you used to living alone?"
"It's OK, but the villa is too big and a little deserted. It would be best if Mr. Su could come more often."
He Ying smiled sweetly, revealing two dimples.
After drinking a cup of hot tea, Su Yang wanted to leave.
But I found a piece of calligraphy on the table.
There was nothing wrong with the characters, except that the name of the person who signed them was Sang Guo.
Someone from the Sakata family?
Su Yang remembered that he had killed the leader of the Sang Kingdom Assassination Hall, a man named Sakata.
"Miss He, where did you buy this calligraphy?"
He Ying's body stiffened, and then she put away the calligraphy.
"I bought it in a store before, thinking of collecting it."
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