But what she didn't expect was that the woman she thought would spill didn't speak, just looked at her calmly, and the man she looked at said a word of "roll" coldly.
Yan Fangfang's eyes widened in surprise. For the first time, someone said the word to her.
"You -" Yan Fangfang blushed, while Yi Jin left and pulled Ling into the elevator.
Yan Fangfang subconsciously wants to catch up with the elevator, but when she sees Yi Jin's cold eyes coming from the elevator, she suddenly shivers, and her feet seem to be in place, unable to move.
Until the elevator door closed, sun Feiyan beside Yan Fangfang couldn't help but tunnel, "this man is also too tasteless, do you know how to speak?"
Yan Fangfang gnawed her teeth in hatred. She had never been insulted like this before. She was always held by others. How could she bear this anger!
So she looked down at the elevator, and finally stopped at the first floor, and immediately took sun Feiyan, took the elevator to the first floor, and then hurriedly chased out, and saw that the man and woman she had just seen were walking towards the nearby parking lot.
Yan Fangfang said, "I'll drive over and you can keep staring at them."
"Oh, good..." Sun Feiyan replied. Although they said they were good friends, but because of the great momentum of the Yan family, Yan Fangfang was the little princess held by Yan Family in the palm of her hand, so sun Feiyan could always be said to be Yan Fangfang's little follower.
Yan Fangfang ran straight to the place where she parked and drove her car out. It's much easier to find out who the other person is when you plan to follow the couple all the way and have an address.
She must take this man over. She must make him regret what he said to her.
Yan Fangfang's car left the parking lot and received a phone call from sun Feiyan. Then the car drove to sun Feiyan's front. Sun Feiyan got on the car and said to Yan Fangfang, "just the Bentley in front, the two people got on the car."
Yan Fangfang is stunned, looking at the nearby Bentley car in front of the traffic light, which two people are getting on? "You're right, is that the car?" Yan Fangfang reported the license plate of Bentley that she saw.
"It's this one." Sun Feiyan almost had to raise her hand and swear to prove that she was right. "These two people got on this car."
Yan Fangfang's face sank. She saw so many luxury cars. She wouldn't be surprised if it was an ordinary luxury car. But this car, which is limited edition, costs at least tens of millions, and money doesn't necessarily buy it.
This pair of men and women, have such a car? No, it should be this man's, that woman, doesn't look like a person who can drive such a car.
Yan Fangfang continues to drive and follow. In any case, she will find out who this person is.
On the other side, Yi Jin, who was driving in front of her, glanced at the rear-view mirror outside the car, stopped at the traffic light, dialed the phone number, and looked directly at the humanity on the other side of the mobile phone, "there is a car following my car, it's a white BMW, with a license plate..."
Ling, who is sitting in the front passenger seat, still listened stupidly, "is there a car following me? ”
"I think it's been a while." Yi Jin leaves the way.
"Then you just called..."
"director of transport." He said.