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59. Chapter 59 057 Respective Itinerary 5

Soon, they set out again.

Because Qian Xiaojue had not returned all night, no one took her car again, so there was only Qiu He. But when the car was about to start, an unexpected person came, that was Liao Yuanyuan.

"I'm disturbing." Liao Yuanyuan held a book and went to the back seat. After speaking lightly, she went to read her own book, and it was quiet again like the air.

Qian Xiaojue narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Liao Yuanyuan in the back seat from the rearview mirror. She would not think that Liao Yuanyuan was really a good person.

The sense of danger that night hit her again and soon covered her whole body.

Qian Xiaojue and his team soon left the ancient town. This time, Qian Xiaojue's car left the end.

When the car was about to drive onto the expressway, Qiu He suddenly said, "It seems like a car is following us?"

Qian Xiaojue looked through the rearview mirror and said that it was the car he sent to her in the morning. Helianqing must have asked the man in black to escort her. In fact, she was a little worried about the gang of thieves who had escaped. As a result, she felt a lot more at ease.

Qian Xiaojue was driving steadily and steadily. The car finally got on the expressway smoothly. Qiu He sighed again and said, "I didn't follow you... I stopped at the toll station. Could it be my illusion?"

Qian Xiaojue continued driving without any expression. Only she knew that it was not an illusion, but indeed it was following them.

Liao Yuanyuan, who was in the back seat, narrowed his eyes, which were originally reading a book with his head down, and a fast and sharp light flashed on the lenses...

*

Five days later, Qian Xiaojue and the others returned to Xinghai City and went home on their own.

Although these five days are not as lively and harmonious as the previous few days, Qian Xiaojue was completely addicted to his relaxed and traveling state, so it did not have a big impact, just because he was worried about Qiu He.

"The next time you have a party, you will meet again, what should I do? The atmosphere is so weird..."

"Haha, at worst, I won't come, so as not to worry about you." Qian Xiaojue wanted to comfort Qiu He.

Qiu He was even more unhappy when he heard this.

"No, they can't come if they don't come, you must come. I'll warn you, I've told you all the secrets. If you dare to suddenly abandon me and not come to the club in the future, I will be incompatible with you!" Qiu He, a woman, is sometimes quite domineering.

Qian Xiaojue stared at Qiu He with a little laugh and said, "Don't worry. I admire you for not having enough courage. I will not sympathize with you, will not dislike you, and will not abandon you."

They haven't mentioned what Qiu He said that night again these days. When Qian Xiaojue suddenly said this, Qiu He felt a little uncomfortable.

But it was what she wanted to hear the most.

She was indeed afraid that Qian Xiaojue would look down on her, afraid that this little girl would alienate her in the future, and even more afraid that this young wife would sympathize with her.

What she needs the least is sympathy.

That would make her feel very unbearable.

Qian Xiaojue sent Qiu He to her mother's house because she was going to pick up her son.

Qiu He pushed the door and was about to get off the car, but Qian Xiaojue suddenly said with a smile: "I'll tell you a secret too."

Qiu He paused and turned around and looked at Qian Xiaojue in surprise. What does she mean?

"Stop your anxiety and tell you a secret of mine as an exchange between us."

Qian Xiaojue's beautiful little face suddenly fell into endless indifference again: "I have lost my memory. About my memories before I was twenty years old, here..." Qian Xiaojue pointed to his head, "It's blank."

This is actually a very unsettling thing.

Qiu He looked at Qian Xiaojue in shock, not knowing whether what she said was true or not. After all, it was the first time I met her by her side.
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