The driver quickly braked and parked the car on the side of the road. Before he could react, Li Jingyuan had already got out of the car and rushed to the side of the road like crazy.
The driver looked at Li Jingyuan's hurried back and scratched his head in confusion. He didn't understand why the usually calm and calm man was so impulsive.
Running wildly all the way, Li Jingyuan's eyes turned red with excitement, running like a crazy beast among the crowd, and people gave way.
The woman's back disappeared at the corner of the street. Li Jingyuan lingered at the intersection for a long time, punching the wall. His skin and flesh were torn, and his fingers were instantly stained red with blood.
"Li Jingyuan, what on earth are you doing?!"
It’s just a person with a similar back. That woman left a year ago. Why are you still unwilling to admit it?!
The wind ruffled the man's hair, and Li Jingyuan shook his head mockingly, looking at the distance of the intersection with disappointment. His heart felt like he was being bitten by countless ants, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
Gu Liangyan, who still didn't know that she had escaped a disaster, returned home. For safety's sake, she put on a cap and a mask, fully armed and set off for the Bai Mansion.
"Sir, I'm sorry, there are ten limited edition airplane models sold this time, and that gentleman just bought the last one."
Li Jingyuan was delayed because he got out of the car to chase the woman. When he arrived at the boutique, the limited edition airplane model was already sold out.
Li Jingyuan frowned displeased, followed the clerk's line of sight, got up and walked over.
"Transfer the aircraft model to me and pay the price yourself."
Li Jingyuan, as domineering and cold as ever, took out the check from his arms.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that Young Master Li is still like this."
Fu Shiqiu turned around slowly, smiled gracefully, and narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the gauze on Li Jingyuan's hand.
Self-mutilation? The smile at the corner of Fu Shiqiu's mouth gradually became complicated.
Li Jingyuan nodded coldly, and when he saw the toy in Fu Shiqiu's hand, something strange flashed across his eyes.
As an internationally renowned psychologist, Fu Shiqiu noticed Li Jingyuan's suspicions and took the initiative to say: "My friend's child will have a birthday soon, and I wanted to choose this as a gift. Since Master Li likes it, Fu will do it as a favor today."
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Fu Shiqiu handed the airplane model to Li Jinyuan and nodded friendly.
When Li Jingyuan heard Fu Shiqiu's explanation, he didn't think much about it, left an empty check and walked out of the boutique.
Seeing the other party's figure walking further and further away, Fu Shiqiu shook his head helplessly, tore the check into two pieces and threw it into the trash can nearby.
Baifu.
Bai Xinyao, who was hungover, walked down the stairs with a tired look on her face. When she saw Gu Liangyan's outfit, she suddenly sobered up and started laughing.
Wearing a black peaked cap, a white mask, and a large coat, the whole body was wrapped tightly, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
Bai Xinyao walked around Gu Liangyan, raised her hand to touch her chin, and raised her eyebrows with interest.
"Liu Ran, you are not a popular female artist, you are not a noble daughter, and you cannot be a fugitive criminal. You wrapped yourself up like a rice dumpling. Are you hiding from someone?"
Bai Xinyao revealed Gu Liangyan's thoughts with one word. The woman's eyes dodge a little and she pulled off her mask, "Miss Bai, everyone has their own secrets. I'm sorry I can't tell you."