Two o'clock in the afternoon is the time when the temperature is the highest of the day.
Rong Lingling wore sunglasses and got out of a taxi. As she lowered her head, a lock of black curly hair fell to her chest.
She stood on the side of the street, with very few pedestrians passing by. Only a luxurious sapphire blue sports car parked in front of her. She didn't pay much attention. The high temperature made her anxious. She frowned slightly and took out her mobile phone from her bag to dial.
A few numbers.
Before the call was dialed, she felt a figure passing by her. She was startled, and the strength on her arm relaxed a little. The man was extremely strong and snatched her bag, causing her to stagger.
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"Bag thief, stop!" She stared at the man's back and subconsciously took off one of her high heels and threw it out with all her strength.
The man was running very fast, and the light was green again, so he ran to the middle of the road at the same time as the high heels flew towards him.
Seeing the bag thief holding her bag and walking away, and making a very provocative gesture to her, she was very angry, but there was nothing she could do.
"Damn bag thief, may your teeth be choked by cold water!" she said angrily.
"Eyes are a good thing!" came the cold male voice, and Rong Lingling raised her eyes. When she saw the high heels that belonged to her under the man's feet, she was stunned, and then she looked embarrassed.
The shoe she threw did not hit the thief, but instead hit an unrelated passerby.
"No... I'm sorry!" She pointed at the thief who was running away and apologized to the man in front of her.
The man is tall and slender, with a pair of beautiful and affectionate peach blossom eyes, but the emotions in his eyes are deep and cold.
He was wearing a black silk shirt, and his chest was stained with dust. He didn't even think about it because of her blind high heels.
She was even more embarrassed. She squeezed the phone tightly, pursed her lips and asked, "What do you think...how to solve it?"
This man doesn't look like a talkative person at first glance, and he might just ask her to pay for the entire dress.
The man looked at her solemnly, with emotions that others could not understand flashing in the depths of his eyes. Hearing Rong Lingling's words, the corners of his lips curled up and he said, "Meeting is fate. My surname is Mo. What's your surname, miss?" His words were funny and polite, and sounded ten times better than the "eyes are a good thing" he had just said sarcastically to her. Rong Lingling was not sure what he meant for a moment, but he still smiled and replied, "Hello, Mo."
Sir, please spare your surname."
He patted the dust on his chest and said in a humble voice, "Miss Rong just made an unintentional mistake. Of course I won't take it too seriously. We are destined to meet again!"
After he drove away, Rong Lingling picked up his shoes and thought of the back of the man named Mo just now.
I don't know if it was her imagination, but she thought the man's smile when he left was very meaningful.
But considering that this was just a chance encounter on the street, and that she might not even get a chance to see him again in this life, she felt relieved again.
There were several important documents and bank cards in the stolen bag. If they were lost like this, it would cause a lot of damage to her. She looked at her location and called the police.
She originally planned to go out to relax today, but she didn't expect that her bag was stolen and her high heels hit passers-by, which made her lose her mood and had to turn back.
Coincidentally, the taxi driver happened to be the middle-aged brother who took her here just now.
The driver brother was very talkative and Rong Lingling was beautiful, so the driver brother had already remembered her. When he saw her getting into the car, he immediately asked curiously, "Sister, didn't you just arrive? Why do you want to go back again... How long are you?"
She is so beautiful, she should have a boyfriend. Has he made you unhappy?"
"No." Rong Linngling shook his head slightly.
Where did she get her boyfriend? She still has so many unfinished things, how can she fall in love with peace of mind?
The driver was doubtful and was about to ask again when he saw countless vehicles speeding past outside the window.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on the steering wheel and stopped thinking.
There were too many vehicles on this road. For the sake of safety, he could only concentrate on driving. It was not until the red light that he found the opportunity to talk to Rong Lingling again.
Ten minutes later, Rong Lingling returned home.
She washed her hands and came to the study. The first thing she saw was the silver suitcase placed next to the desk, and she curved her lips.
She is going home.
The day after tomorrow, she will take a plane back to the imperial capital of Country Z. I wonder if those people are ready to welcome her.
There was an unfinished drawing on the desk. She thought about it and put it into her suitcase.
She turned on the computer and found that the desktop was clean except for an email that appeared in the mailbox with only one short sentence——
Mo Chifeng is about to return to China.
Her eyes darkened.
The name Mo Chifeng is too familiar to her.
The young master of the Mo family in country Z should have been favored by thousands of people, but he happened to be born when the Mo family was in decline. His close relatives passed away just as he learned to speak. His successful growth was all thanks to the support of his uncles and elders. He left the Mo family at the age of eleven.
, graduated from a top university at the age of nineteen, and became famous in the stock market at the age of twenty. He was called the "God of the Stock Industry" and was sought after by major companies.
But these are all information that he intentionally revealed to the outside world. He has been doing well in recent years. Many people are speculating whether he has a more secret identity and secretly sent people to investigate, but in the end they found nothing.
All the information about Mo Chifeng gives people the feeling that there is always only one thing: the struggle history of the proud man.
Rong Linngling is worried. What she cares about is not how mysterious Mo Chifeng is, but another very complicated matter that has been involved for a long time.
She has never seen Mo Chifeng, but she can't say that she doesn't know him at all.
She thought that as long as Mo Chifeng paid any attention to that long-past incident, the intersection between them would be inevitable, but she didn't know if it was a blessing.
Judging from the rumors, Mo Chifeng is not a cheap person. I hope he will not interfere with her plan, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with.
She pressed her eyebrows and suddenly felt that it was still too early to think about these things. After all, Mo Chifeng, like her, had not returned to Country Z for many years. There should be a lot of things that needed to be dealt with when he returned, and he could not find her yet. p>
She simply stopped thinking about it and took out a foreign novel from the bookshelf to pass the time.
At night, she received a call from the police station and the bag thief was caught.
The bag thief was a habitual offender, but he was never caught because he was too cunning. After he snatched her bag, he set his sights on a well-dressed male college student. Unexpectedly, he had practiced Sanda before, and he killed her in just a few strokes.
He uniformed.
Rong Linngling took the bag back and looked through it. When she saw that nothing was missing inside, she was finally relieved.
She lowered her eyes and looked at her thin white arms, thinking that if the incident hadn't happened suddenly and she was completely unprepared, she might have been able to restrain the thief.
It’s not that she has no ability to protect herself, it’s just that she is used to playing the role of “vase” for some people.
As soon as she put her phone on the table and turned a page of the book, she heard the phone vibrate. She put the book on her knees and picked up the phone.
The message was from her friend, but the content gave her a headache.
Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, we will have a blind date at Yuelai Village.