"Look at the license plate. That's a city government car. Why are you following them?" When the driver looked at the meter to calculate the money, he didn't forget to mutter, "It's in the middle of nowhere. I can't get any customers even when I get back..."
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"Don't make a sound!" Tong Yao didn't have time to explain to him. He looked at the person walking out of the car in the distance and seemed to be looking in this direction. He quickly took out money and gave it to him, "Hurry up! Get out of here!"
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Her intuition told her that this was an adventure! And all she could do was to involve as few innocent people as possible!
As for herself, she had no choice but to retreat - the deputy editor and the person behind the scenes wanted Qin Qiaotian or Qin Muyuan's life, how could she sit idly by and watch?
"Eh? You don't want change?" Seeing Tong Yao push the door and run away, the driver couldn't help but be surprised. He counted the extra money and was very pleased with himself: he met an easy customer!
It seems that this woman is a rich person! Anyway, he can't get any customers when he returns to the city now, so he might as well wait here for a while. Maybe she will take his car back later and he can make another fortune!
With this thought in mind, the driver master threw Tong Yao's advice out of the window and drove himself to a dead end for money...
"Someone is following!" On the other side, the deputy editor looked nervously in the direction of the taxi and squeezed the small bag in his hand. "Daddy, what should I do?"
"Xiao Li, you are still so sensitive..." The modest-looking middle-aged man smiled slightly and reached out to caress her soft cheek, "And you are still so slow."
The car had already followed them all the way, but now she realized that this "goddaughter" was really a little slow...
Thinking of this, the smile at the corner of his mouth became a little more evil, and the movement of stroking her cheek became gentler, but the killing intent in his eyes was a little bit overflowing: Fortunately, she was a little slower so that she could be used as a pawn in his political career!
"What do you mean?" She looked confused and slapped his hand away reflexively, "Daddy, why are you acting weird?"
He had always avoided physical contact with her outside, so why did he touch her face in broad daylight while being followed?
"No way..." He retorted with a low smile, his palms slowly sliding down, caressing her smooth neck, unbuttoning her shirt one by one, exposing her tender white skin to the air
"Godfather!" She was almost going crazy!
This is the suburbs! There is no shelter at all, and he is actually taking off her clothes in front of these abandoned houses? What kind of trick is he playing?
[Please give me a gold medal, please give me a gold medal! It’s the last few days at the end of the month! I’m crying and begging!!!]