Rode a bike.
Ran a bit.
Their T-shirts were soaked, yet the two were not satisfied.
Ye Wan made a call, and ten minutes later, the Maybach stopped by the roadside and took them to the Lu family's old residence.
Almost as soon as the car started, Alin glanced at Lu Changchuan in the driver's seat, then at Ye Wan beside her, with thick gossip in her expression, "Darling, you're really keeping secrets!"
Alin draped an arm over Ye Wan's shoulder, seemingly close, whispering in Ye Wan's ear, "Why isn't your boyfriend jealous?"
By appearances, she was absolutely a hunk, okay?
But with the way she was leaning in and whispering, that man in the driver's seat, clearly having a close relationship with Ye Wan, didn't seem like he wanted to kill her at all.
Instead, he exuded a sense of "I'm used to it, just bear with it" of helplessness and indulgence.
"Alin, let me introduce you, this is..."
