One after another people passed in front of her, some were beaten, others were picked up.
She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Wang Yi [I'll wait for you downstairs of Tong's group]
when Ji Jinhe drove out of the group garage, he saw Tong en standing on the side of the road.
It's half past six, and the man still hasn't returned his message or phone call.
The driver drove to an island in Yuzhou. Tongen university came here during the summer vacation. It is rich in seafood, and some places will smell very fishy. The road the driver was driving was very quiet. The overlapping woods flashed past. Tong en seemed to see the stars in the sky. He bit his lip and found his cell phone calling.
……
Tong en suddenly looked at the front, the rear, so many cars, she really didn't feel that someone was following.
Someone's following them?
Tong en sits in the car and sips his mouth. He calls Wang Yi and doesn't answer. Three calls were not answered. Tong en put away his mobile phone and sent a message, concentrating on remembering the route. However, the Maybach took many detours, but Tong en couldn't remember at all. Finally, he got on the highway of the Gulf Bridge. The driver called and said, "boss, get rid of it."
He started the engine almost immediately, turned the steering wheel, and quickly caught up.
Intuition tells him that the people in the car don't know Tong en.
Over there, Ji Jinhe hesitated for a moment when he got out of the car. Tong en widened his eyes and hurriedly picked up a phone call. He narrowed his eyes and couldn't see what was happening over there. Then Tong en hesitated and finally got on the car.
Without waiting for Tong en to speak, he ordered, "get in the car."
Tong en is afraid. It's said that the king of hell killed people without blood. He didn't die many times when he went to the gate of death. His life is very hard.
There is still smiling, but the tone has become extremely cold: "are you being polite to me?"
"Mr. wan..." She bit her lower lip hard. "Hello!"
His time is precious. Tong en thinks that he will never think of himself, but she dialed this phone before to have a talk with him.
The other one gave a low smile. "I am."
She couldn't believe it. She stammered and asked him, "are you wan Jingting?"
It's Wan Jingting!
The word "wife" is Tong en, and her heart trembles. The mobile phone rings at the same time. She answers it in a panic. The elegant and cold voice says, "my wife, it's time for us to see each other for such a long time."
Tong en didn't recognize the car. He watched strangely as the window rolled down. A middle-aged man in the driver's seat was smiling politely at her.
"Hello, madam."
Ji Jinhe untied his seat belt and was about to get off when he saw a dark blue Maybach slowly stopping in front of her.
The big palm is on the steering wheel. The man's eyes are long on the woman under the light. That summer, she was wearing a plain knee length skirt and carrying a schoolbag. She looked quiet and clever. She was waiting for him under the street lamp. The street lamp pulled her shadow very long, just like now.
The caller is Han Cheng.
"Miss Tong, where are you now? Mr. Wang suddenly had a meeting to open, and his mobile phone was left in the car. Unfortunately, my family suddenly fainted. I was busy taking him to the hospital. Now I think of Mr. Wang asking me to pick you up. Sorry, Miss Tong Han Cheng finished a series of words, just like reciting them well.
Tong en frowned, "it's OK. I have something to do with you. Please tell Wang Yi that I'm staying with Xiaoxiao tonight. "