After she finished speaking, she looked at Tang Manxing, left a few words, put on her sunglasses, and strode away.
"I like you very much. I'll leave this drama to you."
"Ah? Miss Qian!"
Tang Manxing was confused by what she heard, but in the end he just stood at the door and watched her leave.
A few minutes later, Sister Chen called.
After hanging up the phone, she couldn't help laughing.
This can be considered a blessing in disguise, right?
She thought to herself.
Qian Yue was indeed a wealthy young lady. As soon as she left, the police came and arrested Zhang Baiyu.
Later, Tang Manxing no longer paid attention to the situation. He told what he knew and left the police station.
When she got outside, she looked at the darkening sky and walked towards the stairs with her head down weakly. She was so tired from every day.
Suddenly, a mysterious hand reached out from behind her and pulled her coat and hat unexpectedly.
"Why?"
She noticed someone pulling her and turned back in panic, only to find that it was Yao Ge wearing a long black down jacket.
"Yao Ge, why are you here?"
She murmured as she looked at Yao Ge, whose hair was slightly parted and whose eyes were cold.
"The police notified me."
Because Tang Manxing was not a local, the police found out the apartment where she lived and mentioned it to him.
"If the police don't tell me, are you not going to tell me?"
Yao Ge looked at Tang Manxing, who was wearing little, and took off the scarf from his neck and put it around her neck.
"I don't want to trouble you."
Tang Manxing looked at Yao Ge, whose tone was somewhat serious, and lowered his head guiltily, burying his whole face under the scarf that was emitting heat.
Yao Ge looked at Tang Manxing, who looked like a little fat ball, and then softened his tone.
"Next time, be sure to tell me what happens."
After he said that, he seemed to realize that his words were a bit ambiguous and added.
"My cousin told me to take good care of you. If anything happens to you, I will be blamed."
Tang Manxing was secretly delighted, but when she heard the second sentence, the little flower on her head suddenly wilted.
But she still looked up and forced a smile.
"Next time I'll tell you what happens to me, and thank you for coming."
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