Chapter 242 Have You Lost Your Memory?

"Then—" Shen Xingyu stuck his words in his throat when he saw the group of wriggling crowd, and smirked a few times, "there are more and more people, I can't see them now, why don't we wait wait?"

Wait?
Xu Tingce frowned slightly, apparently disapproving of his method of wasting time and energy.

"Xiao Liu, call the city management." Xu Tingce ordered in a deep voice.

Shen Xingxuan: ...

In terms of efficiency, Xu Tingce takes the second place, who dares to take the first place?

But within 5 minutes, there were two city management officers yelling at the side of the scenic spot while running towards the crowded place.

"No stalls are allowed at the entrance of the scenic spot! What about you!"

After Xia Yihan saw the urban management uniform through the crowd, he drove the crowd away.

"The city management is here, we won't sell it today."

I saw Xia Yihan quickly put those bags into the back box of the tricycle with an oversized bed sheet, then pedaled the tricycle vigorously, and fled away in the opposite direction of the urban management.

That movement is extremely proficient, even compared with the small street vendors who make a living by it, it is more than enough.

"I wouldn't believe this is Xia Yihan even if I beat him to death." Shen Xingzhen frowned so much that he could pinch the words to death.

"Follow." Xu Tingce ordered with a calm look in his eyes.

The black sports car drove slowly along the non-motorized lane like this, keeping a distance from the tricycle and following behind her.

Xia Yihan was tired from pedaling, and when she turned her head and couldn't see the urban management catching up, she stopped the tricycle by the side of the road.

She took off her mask and sunglasses, panting heavily.

"stop."

Xia Yihan was taking out the banknotes in the other bag on her waist and counting them with her head bowed, without noticing that someone was approaching her.

It wasn't until two tall black shadows appeared on the ground that she faintly realized that something was wrong.

Xia Yihan put the wad of red banknotes back into his pocket without making a fuss, and closed the zipper again.

She raised her head, her eyes flicked back and forth between the two cautiously and cautiously.

Xu Tingce lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold Xia Yihan's wrist, and rolled up her long sleeve with the other hand.

The whole arm was wrapped with white gauze, and Xia Yihan's face also showed pain because of his sudden movement.

But she didn't resist.

Xu Tingce immediately let go of her hand, with some understanding in his eyes.

"Are you Xia Yihan?" Shen Xingzheng changed his previous indifference and contempt towards Xia Yihan, and looked at her curiously.

Xia Yihan didn't speak, avoided his intense gaze, and nodded with twinkling eyes in a place where he couldn't see.

"Why did you sell the bag? Why did you escape from the hospital? You have no money to eat? You shouldn't be, isn't Xia Minglang very precious to you?" Shen Xingxuan asked many questions in succession.

Xia Yihan raised her eyes timidly, only glanced at him, then quickly lowered her head again.

This kind of gaze was never seen by Xia Yihan in the past.

In the past, she was proud and had a high self-esteem. She always looked down on others, so how could she show such a submissive look.

"Are you stunned by being hit by a car? Have you lost your memory?" Shen Xingxuan asked again.

Xia Yihan rolled her eyes, then bit her lip and nodded.

During the whole process, Xu Tingce never took his eyes off her face.

"I also think this is more likely." Shen Xingxuan bumped Xu Tingce with his shoulder, "Otherwise the explanation doesn't make sense."

She is the mayor's daughter, she came out to sell bags, who would believe it?

(End of this chapter)

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