Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Caring Yu went to the police station to ask, but no one answered.

Find the media and be blasted out.

I posted a question on Weibo and was invited in to "drink tea"...

After bumping into walls everywhere, Guan Yu understood one thing——

The identity of the driver who caused the accident must be extraordinary.

Otherwise, how could it be possible for everyone to lose their voice overnight?

Guan Yu no longer seeks help everywhere, but finds private investigators and entrusts them to investigate.

In the past three years, all the money she earned has been contributed to the detective agency, just to find out the truth and the real culprit who killed Li Ye.

But still no news at all—

Caring Yu's heart was already in despair.

Unexpectedly, three years later, there was news suddenly.

The news came so suddenly that Guan Yu couldn't digest it for a while.

I even wondered if I heard it wrong, or if I was dreaming——

After all, the experience of the past few days is really like an ongoing nightmare.

Caring Yu pinched her thigh hard, it hurts!

Not a dream.

"Who is it? The person who bumped into Li Ye, who is it?"

Caring Yu asked urgently, holding the phone so tightly that her joints turned white.

"Miss Guan, it's inconvenient to talk about some things over the phone. Are you free now? Come to our detective agency?"

"I'll be right there!"

Caring Yu hung up the phone, the black envelope was stuffed towards the door, and rushed into the rain.

After a few steps, I stopped——

All the money was paid to Shangguan Rui for medical expenses.

Caring about Yu, she doesn't have any money now, not even the money for a taxi.

In this case, if I go to the detective agency to ask for information, I am afraid that I will be kicked out.

Caring Yu turned around and looked at the black envelope in the corner.

She really needs money...

But...the money was used by Shangguan Rui to buy her...

Without asking for that money, she can still pretend that everything that happened before was bitten by a mad dog.

But taking it is tantamount to admitting in disguise that she is the kind of woman who can sell her body for money.

Concerned about Yu's self-esteem, she simply did not allow her to do this.

She clenched her fists tightly and struggled, almost biting her lips.

The rain kept beating down, and the skin hurt like a needle prick.

In the end, the urge to know who killed Li Ye overwhelmed the humiliation.

Caring Yu took the "sale money".

Shangguan Rui's villa was built in a relatively remote place, and Guan Yu traveled a long way before he could get a taxi.

It was already 08:30 in the evening when I rushed to the detective agency with my whole body drenched.

"Who is the driver who caused the accident?" Guan Yu asked as soon as he entered the door, without even saying hello.

"Miss Guan, are you okay?"

The private detective was taken aback by Guan Yu's distressed appearance, and hurried to find a dry towel.

Guan Yu took it over, wiped it carelessly a few times, and it was over.