Seeing the hesitation hidden in his expression, Wang Aoshuang believed in his guess even more.
Today Ling Ang came to see her early in the morning and said he would take her to a place, but she decisively refused. At that time, she noticed Ling Ang's anxious and disappointed eyes.
Now it was such a coincidence that I met Jiang Li in the mall, and it was such a coincidence that his friend came to hold an academic seminar. Is this series of coincidences real?
She asked in an affirmative tone: "Mr. Jiang, everything was arranged by Ling Ang, right?"
Jiang Li saw that she had noticed it and sighed softly. Yes, he had been following her all day in order to "encounter" her by chance, just to help Ling Ang. But now she found out.
There was helplessness in the corners of his eyes, "Ang did this all for you, so just accept his kindness."
"I have received too much kindness from him, and I can't be greedy anymore." She turned around, opened the car door and walked out, "I'm really sorry for interfering with your time."
Jiang Li looked at her walking away, shook his head, picked up the phone and said, "Ang, this task is going to be thrown back to you."
Wang Aoshuang walked along the street, and the breeze blew, stirring up the melancholy in her heart.
Faced with Ling Ang's concern, she really didn't know what to do.
Although he didn't expect anything in return, she couldn't bear it because there was an unbreakable gap between them, a relationship that couldn't be changed.
After a while, a Lamborghini drove up the road beside her. Ling Ang looked at her quietly from the window, "Aoshuang, I missed this opportunity, and I don't know how long I have to wait."
This plastic surgeon is the world's top well-known expert, specializing in plastic surgery for celebrities from all walks of life and the family members of leaders from various countries. People who make an appointment with him often have to wait for one or two years.
He spent a lot of energy to jump in the queue and invite this doctor to China. Now the day is almost over, and tomorrow he will have to do facelifts for the royal family members of a certain country.
Wang Aoshuang stopped and turned her head slightly, speaking in a very calm tone, "Thank you for your concern. For me, it doesn't matter whether the scar can be removed. I hope you won't waste so much energy on me."
She turned her head and continued walking forward.
Ling Ang pursed his lips, said nothing, and kept following her in the car, which was traveling at a tortuous speed.
After a while, his car was followed by a row of vehicles.
The car behind me saw that the car in front of it was the world's top limited edition Lamborghini. People who know right and wrong are rich and expensive, so they dared to get angry and dare not speak out, thinking that they were just driving slower temporarily because of something.
Unexpectedly, after 15 minutes, his car was still moving at a snail's pace, and the cars behind him lost their composure and started honking their horns rapidly.
For a moment, the sound of horns soared into the sky, and the noise on the street suddenly increased hundreds of times.
Wang Aoshuang was troubled as she listened to the chaotic sound of horns. If someone knew that she was the culprit of this traffic jam, it would be strange if they didn't spray her to death with car exhaust.
There was no way to continue like this. She saw a zebra crossing in front of her and immediately quickened her pace. She crossed the opposite road to see how he would follow.
As soon as her feet entered the zebra crossing, a heavy car drove over and blocked her way.
Ling Ang immediately got out of the car and took her hand, "Aoshuang, get in the car with me."
"No." She immediately shook off his hand and turned her head to the side.