allonlinenovel Chapter 587 Paranoia
Chapter 587 Paranoia
The car had just been turned off when the relentlessly pursuing Rolls-Royce drove in.
Old Fang heard the sound and looked over.
The barrier gate slowly rose, and the Rolls-Royce smoothly drove in and stopped in front of him.
Seeing this, Lao Fang sat in the driver's seat and didn't move.
"Click."
The Rolls-Royce stopped, the rear door opened, and Dong Pingting, dressed in a cheongsam, with exquisite makeup, and looking every bit the part of a wealthy heiress, gracefully stepped out, carrying a handbag.
Old Fang was not surprised to see Dong Pingting.
As the car drove out of the hotel, he caught a glimpse of Dong Pingting running out.
Mr. He then told him to shake off the cars behind him.
The gentleman does not like Miss Dong.
Holding her handbag, Dong Pingting looked at the car parked in the parking space, her fingers tightening involuntarily with nervousness.
She waited for him all night, and finally he arrived.
She instructed the driver to follow closely and give chase, but they were eventually shaken off.
He knew he was being followed, and he wouldn't let anyone know his whereabouts.
She was anxious and wanted to tell him that it was her, not someone else.
She won't hurt him.
But there is no way.
He wouldn't even let her get close, let alone tonight.
She told the driver to keep driving on the road, and as she frantically searched her surroundings, she didn't want to give up.
Don't want to miss this rare opportunity.
Then, as if heaven had seen her sincerity, she heard a sharp screech of brakes.
In an instant, she had the driver bring the car over.
at last.
She caught up with him.
Looking at the Bentley parked smoothly in front of me, the model and license plate number that were etched in my mind came into clear view.
At this moment, Dong Pingting tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart and make her face look normal.
Old Fang sat in the driver's seat, watching Dong Pingting walk towards the car from outside, but he did not get out of the car.
He was Wenren Chen's driver, not Dong Pingting's driver.
Dong Pingting walked gracefully and slowly to the driver's side of the car. She bent down, gently knocked on the window, and smiled politely: "Uncle Fang."
Old Fang lowered the car window and politely looked at the person outside: "Hello, Miss Dong."
Dong Pingting bent over, and as the car window rolled down, her gaze fell on the back seat.
There was no one inside.
He was nowhere to be seen.
She calmly withdrew her gaze, looked at Lao Fang, and said with a smile, "I saw Sixth Young Master leave the banquet in a hurry tonight, and I was worried that something important had happened, so I thought I would follow him to see if I could help him."
One sentence says it all.
Old Fang said, "The gentleman is not in the car."
Not a single detail about Wenren Chen was revealed.
Dong Pingting wasn't surprised, and smiled gently: "Did Sixth Young Master go to the mall?"
Old Fang said, "I don't know."
Dong Pingting's smile deepened: "Thank you, I'll wait for him outside."
Old Fang said, "You're welcome."
Dong Pingting straightened up, looked at the VIP entrance of the mall, then stepped forward and stood in front of the Bentley, her hands folded in front of her, holding her handbag. She stood there elegantly, waiting for Wenren Chen to come out.
He's inside.
He will come out.
She looked at the dazzling lights in the mall, her eyes shining brightly in the night.
It's all just stubbornness.
Old Fang sat in the car, looking at the determined figure standing in front of it, and shook his head helplessly.
Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless.
The gentleman has absolutely no interest in Miss Dong.
In the mall.
Just like last time, Zhou Yi and Wenren Chen didn't go anywhere else. The two of them went straight upstairs to the toy store and picked out toys.
Actually, the little guy already has a lot of toys.
The toys were gifts from others, purchased by Sheng Mingying, and custom-made by Wenrenteng. Every day, the toys were different, and there were many of them.
No need to buy anymore.
But that's how people are; if they like something, they can never have too much. She wanted to buy it for the little one, and just thinking about how happy the little one would be when he saw the toy she bought made her very happy.
Therefore, we should buy it.
However, she only buys one at a time.
Buying one at a time is enough; buying too many at once will make it less interesting for the child.
Especially for a young master like Yu Yu who has everything.
Wenren Chen put his arm around Zhou Yi and they went to the toy store together to pick out toys.
There were no familiar faces in the mall anymore, so he no longer needed to be so intimate with her, but his arm remained on her waist and back, never leaving her side.
Zhou Yi didn't notice that her mind was entirely on choosing toys, focusing on finding new and interesting ones that the little one was interested in.
After about twenty minutes of searching, Zhou Yi finally found one that suited her taste: a small, handcrafted umbrella. When opened, it was an umbrella; when closed, it was a small sphere. The sphere was decorated with tiny tassels, and inside each tassel was a small bell that jingled melodiously when shaken.
Zhou Yi thought the little guy would like this toy, so she picked it up and showed it to Wenren Chen: "Sir, what do you think of this?"
She opened the small ball in front of Wenren Chen, then closed it again, and shook it, listening to the cheerful tinkling sound. Her face was full of joy and happiness.
She didn't have these pretty, novel, and fun toys when she was little, but her grandma would make small toys for her that couldn't be bought outside.
For example, grasshoppers woven from small grass, flower baskets woven from small flowers, and small birds woven from bamboo strips—all kinds of things, no worse than those sold outside.
It's even very good.
These little things are free, but in her eyes they are better than all the expensive toys outside.
She originally wanted to make these things herself for the little one to play with, but the flowers, plants and trees in the Qingzhou villa and old house were very expensive, so she couldn't touch them, and Yu Yu was also too young.
She was worried that the things she was looking for might contain germs, which would be bad for the little one, so she gave up on the idea.
Wenren Chen's gaze fell on the colorful little ball, which spun in her hand. The tassels danced under the lamplight, surrounded by swirling halos and flowing light, just like her eyes at that moment, radiant and dazzling.
He said, "Very good."
Zhou Yi grinned and said happily, "Then this one will do. Yu Yu will definitely love it."
He looked at her face, which had been deathly pale and bloodless from fright, showing signs of panic.
But now, she is very happy. A small trinket makes her smile, her face as red as a blooming camellia.
Under the light, his expression changed.
Inside, the ink-black hue resembled a starry river, shimmering endlessly.
"Ah."
The two went to the cashier to pay. Zhou Yi quickly took out her wallet from her bag, saying as she did so, "Sir, you don't need to pay. This is for Yu Yu."
Wenren Chen would pay; whenever they went out to buy something, he would pay.
Zhou Yi knew he was generous and kind-hearted, so she spoke in advance, quickly taking out the card as she spoke. When the two arrived at the cashier, she immediately gave the card to the cashier.
The cashier remembered the two people; after all, Wenren Chen's figure and demeanor clearly indicated that he was no ordinary person, making it hard for anyone to forget him.
Upon seeing the two again, the cashier smiled and said, "Sir and Madam, you're here to buy toys for your baby again?"