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Kuang Zhilin was very efficient in his work. As soon as Wen Tingli walked out of the door, the so-called pragmatic "school bus" was already waiting on the street.

Not only that, Kuang Zhilin himself was also waiting in front of the car.

"Miss Wen."

As the crowd decreased, the doubt in his eyes reappeared.

Wen Tingli looked at him earnestly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Kuang."

Kuang Zhilin turned around and looked indifferently at the White Dragon Gang members in the garden. He didn't say anything else and just gave instructions to the driver.

"Send Miss Wen home."

Wen Tingli got into the car without saying a word.

As soon as the car started, she realized that her legs were a little weak. She gritted her teeth silently, her heart filled with hatred for Qiu Dapeng. Sooner or later, she would kill this old Zong Sang with her own hands!
As expected, the White Dragon Gang did not dare to provoke the Lu family. On the way back, there was not even a suspicious car behind them.

The driver first took Wen Tingli to her rental house on Baile Road. Wen Tingli went back to her apartment to change her clothes, and then asked the driver to take her back to Ci Xin Hospital.

As soon as she entered the ward, Wen Tingli's tense nerves relaxed and she slumped down on the chair beside the bed. She missed Dean Deng so much. In the past, she would have told her about what happened tonight as soon as possible. But now, she didn't even have anyone to talk to.

The attendant on the opposite side looked at Wen Tingli cautiously: "Miss Wen, what's wrong with you? Why do you look murderous?"

Wen Tingli came back to her senses and picked up the basin on the counter as if nothing had happened: "I'll go get some water."

This short time was enough for her to figure everything out. Dean Deng was in a coma, and her father could not be relied on.

She had to deal with Qiu Dapeng by herself. But how could she accomplish it alone?
She paced slowly in the corridor, with a fierce look in her eyes again. When she passed the nurse's office, she stopped and looked inside.

"Excuse me, is Head Nurse Liu here?" she asked with a smile.

When it was time to turn off the lights, Head Nurse Liu came looking for me as expected.

"Miss Wen, please come out for a moment. You were away in the evening, and Dr. Thompson changed some new medicines for your father. I'll say something for you."

As soon as they left the ward, Head Nurse Liu led Wen Tingli to an empty warehouse at the back, pushed the door open, and saw Li Chengying waiting inside.

Wen Tingli quickly closed the door: "Why are you here? I was just about to call you."

"I just returned to Shanghai. I heard from Lao Bao that you went to the auction alone. I was afraid that you couldn't handle it alone, so I rushed to the outside of Huayuanfang to wait. There were our people in the venue. When the people from the White Dragon Gang were looking for trouble with you, our people saw it all. We wanted to send someone to pick you up, but we gave up when we saw Kuang Zhilin sent a car to take you. Let's not talk about Kuang Zhilin for now. It seems that the Qiu family father and son have not given up on you yet?"

Wen Tingli hummed resentfully.

Li Chengying's eyes became sharper. "Before Dean Deng got into trouble, he asked us to take care of you. It was only because we didn't want to expose your relationship with us that this matter was delayed. I will find a middleman friend to introduce you to Lao Bao as soon as possible. Just tell others that Lao Bao is an old friend of your father. Lao Bao has many friends in the political and business circles. Qiu Dapeng will never dare to trouble you again."

Wen Tingli said tentatively, "But everyone knows that Lawyer Bao is a good friend of Dean Deng. In this case, everyone will inevitably suspect that Dean Deng and I have a personal relationship. The Lu family will naturally be on guard against me when they hear the news. How can I investigate the assassination then?"

Li Chengying smiled, "If it hadn't been for tonight's incident, we wouldn't have been able to move. But with the mess tonight, it's a good opportunity to introduce you. The Qiu guy openly made trouble for you, and in order to protect yourself, you temporarily found a way to ask someone to introduce you to the Shuguang Law Firm. Isn't this a logical reason?"

After hearing this, Wen Tingli did not show any surprise. Li Chengying's heart moved and asked with a smile: "Have you thought about doing this a long time ago? Just now you asked Head Nurse Liu to find me to discuss the plan to deal with Qiu Dapeng?"

Wen Tingli smiled sweetly and did not deny it.

Li Chengying nodded approvingly: "Remember, knowing how to protect yourself is the most important thing. I was just about to ask you, how did you convince Kuang Zhilin to escort you away? Although the Lu family never buys into the White Dragon Gang, they don't like to meddle in other people's affairs."

Wen Tingli briefly talked about the auction of dresses in Lu Shicheng's name. At the end, she shrugged and said, "It took a lot of effort to talk to him. By the way, have you found out the details of the Dunpuer foreign company?"

"It's an old German company with a very good reputation. Its warehouse is in Wuhan. As soon as I got the clue from you that day, I went to Wuhan to find a local friend. After asking someone to check for a few days, I finally got a customs declaration form for Dunpuer in March. I found out that this company has not transported any medicines recently."

Wen Tingli breathed a sigh of relief for some reason: "So...it wasn't Lu Shicheng who did it?"

Li Chengying's brows were still furrowed. "During the investigation of Dunpur, we got an unexpected discovery. Dunpur was originally run by a brother and sister. A few years ago, they had a disagreement over business philosophy and split into two. The brother opened new warehouses in many cities under the name of 'Li Zui Shi'. In order to win old customers from his sister, he announced that he could handle all goods. Dunpur dared not handle precious metals such as tungsten wire, but 'Li Zui Shi' could do customs declaration and transportation on their behalf. We did not find any signs of drug transportation at Dunpur, but we unexpectedly found some clues in Li Zui Shi's warehouse. We dug deeper and found that the new manager of 'Li Zui Shi' had contact with Nanyang two months ago."

Wen Tingli was stunned: "But... that Dun Pu'er delivery order was found in Lu Shicheng's study. Dun Pu'er and his sister have already separated. Since Lu Shicheng chose to continue to cooperate with Dun Pu'er, how could he establish a business relationship with the newly separated 'Li Zui Shi'?"

"There are only two explanations for this matter: Lu Shicheng did it on purpose to conceal his tracks; the other explanation is that it was indeed the Lu family who commissioned Li Zui Shi to transport the drugs, but it was not Lu Shicheng."

Wen Tingli thought for a moment and asked, "Could it be Mr. Lu?"

Li Chengying shook his head slowly. "Lu Hongjun has not been in charge of things in recent years, but Lu Shicheng has two uncles, known as Second Master Lu and Third Master Lu... Second Master Lu became a vegetable due to a car accident two years ago, but Third Master Lu is still alive, but he was suppressed by Lu Shicheng and cannot move. If this matter was not instigated by Lu Shicheng, then it may be related to Third Master Lu."

"Where is this Mr. Lu San now?"

"He is recuperating in Peking, but he should have left a lot of spies in Shanghai. If the batch of medicine belonged to Mr. Lu San, then this assassination may have nothing to do with Lu Shicheng. The uncle and nephew are almost irreconcilable."

Wen Tingli nodded without saying anything.

Li Chengying looked at his watch. "It's really late today, so I'll make it short. You're very smart. In just a few days, you've provided us with an important clue. We'll immediately send someone to check with Mr. Lu. In addition to telling you about this, I also want to ask if you heard any clues from Lu Shicheng and Kuang Zhilin tonight."

Wen Tingli hung her head and shook her head: "Although Lu Shicheng gave me Kuang Zhilin's business card, he seems to be very annoyed with me. I guess I won't see him for a long time. As for Mr. Kuang, his mouth is like a seal."

Li Chengying smiled bitterly, "A person who doesn't keep his mouth shut can't possibly become Lu Shicheng's confidant. Don't worry, Lao Bao has already made arrangements. It will take at most two days to arrange for you to 'meet' him. Once the news gets out, the Qiu family and his son will naturally not dare to harass you again. Be careful when you go out these two days. I will send someone to wait near your school. You finish school at 5:30, right? Remember to keep an eye out for a white rickshaw. That's one of ours."

Li Chengying picked up her handbag and was about to leave when Wen Tingli suddenly said, "Mr. Li, I want to ask you for something."

"what?"

"gun."

Li Chengying turned around in surprise.

Wen Tingli looked at Li Chengying very seriously: "You do! Right?"

"What do you want a gun for?"

Wen Tingli tried her best to sound calm. "You and Lawyer Bao considered everything tonight, but there were still some problems at the auction. You don't know much about the Qiu family, but I know them well. Qiu Dapeng has suffered a loss. In the next two days, he will definitely find a way to find out whether there is any friendship between me and the Lu family. If he finds out that the Lu family has nothing to do with me, he will definitely come to trouble me again. I need a weapon to defend myself. Moreover, even if I am protected by Shuguang Law Firm, there will always be a day when they can't take care of me. If you and Lawyer Bao are not in Shanghai when they harass me, I hope I can protect myself!"

After saying this, Wen Tingli waited with bated breath, but she was disappointed after all. Li Chengying shook his head and said, "No, you can't shoot. It may not be a good thing to put a gun on you."

"I can learn!" Wen Tingli's eyes were filled with determination and urgency.

Li Chengying was very determined: "We will carefully consider the situation you mentioned, but this is by no means a trivial matter. Let's make a decision after we have a thorough discussion."

Wen Tingli wanted to say something else, but Li Chengying opened the door and walked out without saying a word.

***
The next day, when Wen Tingli was taking the bus to school, there was indeed a white rickshaw in front of the Ci Xin Hospital.

Wen Tingli got on the tram and the white car immediately followed.

When Wen Tingli entered Shiwu Middle School, the white car parked across the street without leaving any trace.

Wen Tingli saw all this, which made her feel relieved and grateful. Although Li Chengying refused to give her a gun, he was unambiguous in protecting her safety.

Unable to get a gun, Wen Tingli could only put aside her plan to deal with Qiu Dapeng for the time being and went to school seriously for a day.

When school was over in the evening, the class teacher Liu Yuanhua announced the rankings of last week's quizzes. The rankings of this exam could basically predict the results of the joint entrance exam.

As soon as the head teacher left, the students became excited. "Wen Tingli, haven't you decided where to apply?" Yan Zhenzhen asked her hurriedly.

Wen Tingli had a stack of recruitment clippings spread out in front of her. She shook her head when she heard the words. In the past, she would have openly said that she was determined to study medicine like Dean Deng, but now, in order to avoid suspicion, she did not dare to tell the truth in front of her good friend.

"Why don't we apply for St. John's Drama Department together?" Zhao Qingluo sat down in front of the two of them excitedly. "You ranked ninth in the class this time! Mr. Liu praised you for your great progress. With your current grades, maybe you can try St. John's."

Wen Tingli: "There is still a little gap in the scores. Let's see after the next exam. Don't you plan to study education?"

"You can also take education courses at St. John's." Zhao Qingluo said, "After the last drama competition, my interest in drama has become stronger and stronger. In the future, I want to be a drama director and direct more dramas with social significance. What about you, Yan Zhenzhen?"

Yan Zhenzhen looked bored: "My ambition has never changed - to study literature, but do I have a choice? My father wants me to study diplomacy like him, and he has long stipulated that I can only choose between the two majors of the Department of Political Science and the Department of English."

Wen Tingli and Zhao Qingluo looked at each other. Yan Zhenzhen had always regarded Yue Zhaoyun as her idol and often wrote articles or novels in private. Wen Tingli took out a stack of manuscripts from her drawer and said regretfully, "What about your novel?"

"Bury it. I won't write anymore." Yan Zhenzhen sighed with an air of old-fashionedness. "How can there be no regrets in life? I want to punish my father. He killed a writer with his own hands."

"No, even if you study another major, you can still continue to write novels."

The three of them agreed to go to Zhao Qingluo's house on Sunday to discuss filling out the application form. After talking for so long, Wen Tingli came out thirty minutes later than usual. Fortunately, the white rickshaw was still parked nearby, but the driver was not as patient as he was in the morning. He stood on the side of the road and looked into the school gate frequently.

Seeing Wen Tingli leave the school gate, the man got back into the car without saying a word.

Wen Tingli squeezed onto the tram and rode all the way to Burton Road. She got off at this stop and then took another tram to reach Ci Xin Hospital.

Just as I got off the bus, I heard a sharp brake sound behind me. A passerby said, "Oh, those two rickshaws behind us are about to have a fight."

Wen Tingli looked back and saw a black rickshaw suddenly crossing the road and blocking the white rickshaw.

Soon after, several members of the White Dragon Gang got off the black rickshaw and surrounded the white rickshaw.

Wen Tingli's heart sank. Could it be that the people from the White Dragon Gang had figured out that the white car was sent specifically to protect her? She hurried to a roadside phone booth and called the Shuguang Law Firm. It was her assistant who answered the phone. Lawyer Bao was not in the firm at the moment.

Wen Tingli then called Li Chengying, but before the call was connected, two people from the White Dragon Gang suddenly looked towards her.

Wen Tingli saw that the situation was not good, so she hung up the phone and jumped on a rickshaw, urging, "Ci Xin Hospital, please hurry up!"

As long as we can hold on for this period, Li Chengying will definitely send someone to rescue us.

The rickshaw carrying Wen Tingli turned a corner and crossed another road. A secluded alley appeared in front of them. This was the nearest road. At this time, several people suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley in front and blocked their way. They were all wearing silver-white short jackets and long trousers, and all of them had a cigarette in their mouths.

The master didn't understand what was going on, so he smiled and said, "Little brother, please make way."

Those people laughed in a frivolous way: "Let us go? Aren't you the ones blocking the way?"

Before the master could tow the car backwards, a few people came from behind and blocked the retreat.

A group of people gathered around and pushed and shoved, their actions and tone were very fierce, and they were about to push the master to the ground. Wen Tingli suddenly jumped off the car.

The man then changed his expression to a amiable one: "Miss Wen, let's not beat around the bush. Our Captain Qiu is waiting for you in the car. Please come with us."

Wen Tingli was secretly resentful and gritted her teeth as she followed the group out of the alley. Sure enough, there was a car parked in front of them.

The car window rolled down, revealing a broad face with slicked-back hair and powdered face. Qiu Dapeng was sitting in the back seat with his legs crossed.

"Tingli." Qiu Dapeng flicked the cigar in his hand, "This is your fault. Uncle Qiu called you from behind just now, how come you ran faster than a rabbit?"

Wen Tingli looked around and saw that this place was very close to Cixin Hospital, so she smiled and said, "Uncle Qiu has come to the hospital specially to visit my father, right? He is in this state now because of you. Now that he is at the door, don't you want to go and see him?"

Qiu Dapeng was thicker than a city wall. He waved his hand and said, "I have wanted to come visit you for a long time, but you misunderstood me. If I rashly go in to visit you, I am afraid you will get angry. I am looking for you today because of Ling Yun's matter—"

His face suddenly darkened. "Thanks to you, Ling Yun was beaten by Mr. Meng's men and there is not a single piece of healthy flesh on his body. After so many days of recuperation, there are still several bones that have not healed. Poor child, he still misses you day and night after being beaten like this. The doctor said that heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Today, Uncle Qiu specially ordered the chef of Dadonglou to prepare a table of delicious dishes at home just to entertain you. You and Ling Yun can resolve the misunderstanding at the dinner table. As long as you are here, this child can recover from both bone injuries and heart disease."

Wen Tingli waved her hand at her men and sneered, "There is really no misunderstanding between Qiu Lingyun and me. He knows exactly why he was beaten. Besides, it wasn't me who beat him. You should tell Mr. Meng about this."

Qiu Dapeng narrowed his eyes and said, "Uncle Qiu knows that you are older now and know more people. You have no respect for Uncle Qiu because you have someone to back you up. Unfortunately, since we bump into each other here today, Uncle Qiu will definitely teach you some principles of life! Lingyun is still waiting at home, please get Miss Wen in the car."

Wen Tingli looked around anxiously, but after such a long time, Lawyer Bao and Li Chengying's people still didn't come.

While she was distracted, the people on both sides were about to drag her into the car. She struggled angrily, took out a business card from her schoolbag, and looked for a public telephone booth everywhere.

Qiu Dapeng had sharp eyes and saw the huge "Kuang" on the business card at a glance. However, he was not as fearful as last time. He just snorted and laughed contemptuously: "Are you addicted to pulling a swindle? Uncle Qiu has already inquired clearly. The Lu family does not know anyone with the surname Wen. Last time, people helped you get a car because you are a pragmatic student, but I didn't expect you to do this again. Does Mr. Kuang know that he knows you very well?" The reason why Wen Tingli took out Kuang Zhilin's business card was just to delay time. Seeing a group of people surrounding them again, she glared and said, "Whether we are familiar or not, we can find out by calling him in person. Just tell Mr. Kuang that I am in big trouble in Ganjia Lane, and he will definitely send someone over. You'd better leave as soon as possible to avoid suffering a big loss later."

After saying that, she sprinted into the nearest telephone booth, picked up the receiver and pretended to make a call.

He pretended to dial a few numbers but refused to finish dialing all the numbers.

This time, there was no need for Qiu Dapeng to expose Wen Tingli. Several of the henchmen also laughed: "This little girl is incredible. She is so pretentious. We were almost intimidated by her just now."

Qiu Dapeng held a cigar between his fingers and raised his hand triumphantly: "Hey, don't laugh at this kid, let her fight."

Wen Tingli's mind raced. Who could she call at this moment? Yan Zhenzhen? Zhao Qingluo? Qiao Baoxin? No matter what, she couldn't bear to drag them into such a dirty matter.

Qiu Dapeng's patience ran out. He waved to his men, and a group of them surrounded the phone booth.

"Come out quickly!" Wen Tingli made up her mind and dialed the number on Kuang Zhilin's business card in front of everyone.

The group of people were stunned.

I called, but no one answered the phone for a long time.

The people from the White Dragon Gang laughed openly again: "Miss Wen, why don't you say anything? Aren't you going to tell this 'Mr. Kuang' that you are in trouble? Come on, we'll kindly give you the address, 'Ganjia Lane, Mr. Kuang, come quickly'."

The man deliberately pinched his throat and spoke in a shrill voice. Wen Tingli waited anxiously for a few seconds and was about to hang up the phone, but suddenly there was a little movement on the other end of the phone. Wen Tingli was startled and almost lost her grip on the phone. It seemed that there was someone on the other end. She was so scared that she hurriedly said, "I, I'm looking for Mr. Kuang, I'm Wen Tingli."

However, no one responded for a long time, and she had no choice but to hang up the phone.

***
In an apartment on Kulun Road, Lu Shicheng heard a hurried phone call as soon as he entered the door.

He casually threw his suit jacket onto the sofa. This was Kuang Zhilin's private residence, and it was not his turn to answer the phone.

An hour ago, Kuang Zhilin asked him to meet here. But just when he got downstairs, Lixin Bank had a small problem and asked Kuang Zhilin to go over to deal with it. Kuang Zhilin went downstairs, handed him the key, and drove away.

Such a large apartment now has no servants. This is not surprising, because every time Kuang Zhilin reported important matters to him, he would clear away the nearby idlers in advance.

The phone is still ringing.

Lu Shicheng ignored him. There was tea on the table. He leaned over, picked up a glass of water and took a few sips.

Gradually, Lu Shicheng felt that the ringing sound was louder than thunder.

He glanced at his watch impatiently. It was dinner time. Perhaps the people over there wanted to see Kuang Zhilin about something urgent?

Finally, he stood up and picked up the phone.

As soon as I put the microphone to my ear, I heard the teasing voices of several men.

"I'll see how long she's going to keep pretending."

"... Ganjia Lane, Mr. Kuang, come quickly."

During this time, someone next to the microphone was breathing heavily on the microphone, and it sounded extremely anxious.

Lu Shicheng held the phone and waited quietly. The laughter on the other end became more and more outrageous, but the person on the phone never said a word.

Lu Shicheng lowered his eyes to look at the water cup in his hand, and suddenly placed it on the table, deliberately using a little more force, causing a thud sound to appear.

The person on the other end of the line heard the noise, and after a moment of silence, he said hurriedly, "I'm looking for Mr. Kuang, this is Wen Tingli."

***
"Where is the Mr. Kuang you mentioned?" A group of people laughed and opened the door of the phone booth, "Do you have anything to say now?
Wen Tingli didn't wait for the other party to pull her back, but turned around and used her shoulder to push against the door.

"What do you know? The person who answered the phone just now was Mr. Lu! The Lu family will send someone over soon!"

Everyone laughed even harder and harder.

"Do you believe me when I say I am the king of heaven?"

Wen Tingli bluffed: "Whether what I said is true or not, won't you know in ten or eight minutes? If what I said is true, aren't you afraid that the Lu family will cause trouble for you?"

Qiu Dapeng threw the cigar under his feet and stepped on it, then said in a long voice, "Listen to her, then wait a little longer. If you can really invite Mr. Lu, how about you help Uncle Qiu introduce him to him?"

Wen Tingli felt a little relieved. She didn't believe that Li Chengying's men wouldn't be found in ten minutes.

A quarter of an hour is a quarter of an hour.

Ten minutes passed and Qiu Dapeng's face was greasy from waiting, but no one came to the alley entrance.

Very good, he was fooled by this kid again! Turning his head, he said angrily: "Drag her to the car!"

Wen Tingli desperately held the door of the phone booth, but how could one person defeat this group of hooligans? Just when she was about to be dragged out, the alley became eerily quiet.

A new person quietly appeared at the entrance of the alley. He stood there with his hands in his trouser pockets, as if he just happened to pass by. The setting sun shone on the alley, making the person's watch sparkle. The person looked inside with half belief and half doubt at first, and when he saw the situation inside clearly, his expression lightened and he walked towards the group of people.

Qiu Dapeng froze in place. A few hooligans turned around upon hearing the noise and also seemed to be frozen.

Wen Tingli's expression was as if she had seen a ghost.
"Mr. Lu."

In full view of everyone, Lu Shicheng walked straight to the phone booth and stretched out his hand. Several hooligans retracted their claws in a daze. Just like that, Lu Shicheng opened the door effortlessly.

Wen Tingli jumped in front of Lu Shicheng almost in one leap.

At this time, Qiu Dapeng finally came to his senses. Seeing Lu Shicheng's eyes sweeping towards him, he stepped back with a shy smile: "Misunderstanding! A misunderstanding, Tingli, Uncle Qiu will not see you off--"

The remaining gangsters also woke up as if from a dream. They followed Qiu Dapeng to the car, jumped into the car, and drove away with a rumble.

Wen Tingli couldn't care less about Qiu Dapeng because she was in great shock.

Seeing a ghost in broad daylight would not be more shocking to her than seeing Lu Shicheng here. She was just talking nonsense just now. Could it be that it was really Lu Shicheng who answered the phone?

"Mr. Lu," she stammered, "Why are you here?"

Seeing that all the people from the White Dragon Gang had fled in an instant, Lu Shicheng turned back to look Wen Tingli up and down, making sure that she was not injured. Without stopping, he turned around and walked out of the alley.

Wen Tingli followed without saying a word: "Did you just happen to pass by here? Or? Was it Mr. Lu on the other end of the phone just now?"

Lu Shicheng had no intention of responding.

Wen Tingli suddenly started talking.

"I swear, I didn't mean to disturb Mr. Kuang. I just wanted to use Mr. Kuang's name to scare Mr. Qiu. There was no sound on the other end of the line. I thought the call was not connected, so I didn't hang up immediately. Who would have known that you would answer it?"

She felt relieved and amused, and she started laughing as she spoke.

"What a coincidence! Mr. Lu, how did you know the person on the other end of the line was someone you knew? Oh, yes, they just called me Miss Wen, I'm sure you heard it."

Lu Shicheng couldn't help but glance at her.

She had whispered in his ear so many times, it would be strange if he still couldn't recognize her voice.

Wen Tingli looked at the road under her feet and suddenly laughed again: "Mr. Lu was able to find this place so quickly, is it because he heard them say 'Ganjia Lane'? Don't you think they are stupid?! They exposed themselves! By the way, you must be curious about why Qiu Dapeng is looking for trouble with me?"

Lu Shicheng closed his eyes and said, "No, I'm not curious."

Wen Tingli lowered her head and sighed: "This is a long story. The man surnamed Qiu and my father were sworn brothers, but this man has evil intentions..."

Suddenly he stopped and looked around curiously: "You were with Mr. Kuang just now? Why don't you see Mr. Kuang now?"

Glancing back at Lu Shicheng's expression, Wen Tingli suddenly realized: "You came here alone?"

Lu Shicheng looked around expressionlessly. He did not leave a note for Kuang Zhilin when he came out. Old Kuang was probably looking for him everywhere at this moment.

He turned to look at Wen Tingli again. The people from the White Dragon Gang had also left, so now she had no reason to follow him.

Just as he was about to take a step forward, Wen Tingli stopped him.

Her face was full of gratitude. "When you gave me your business card that night, you said that I could find Mr. Kuang if I encountered any trouble at school before graduation. I didn't expect you to be so trustworthy. Did you come here specially because of what happened that night? I'm really sorry to trouble you like this, otherwise--"

She took out the business card hypocritically and said, "Please take it back."

Lu Shicheng took it without saying a word.

Not only did he accept it, he also immediately put the business card into his pocket in front of Wen Tingli.

Wen Tingli was stunned.

Why, Miss Wen, you are not returning it to me sincerely? He glared at her.

She cleared her throat and said, "You haven't had dinner yet, can I treat you to a simple meal?"

He raised his hand: [No need.]

Wen Tingli bit her lip and said, "Mr. Lu, are you worried that the food won't be tasty enough? I'm very familiar with all the restaurants around here. No matter what flavor Mr. Lu likes, I guarantee that you'll be satisfied."

Lu Shicheng turned around and walked towards his car, which was parked a little far away. He had been searching on the roadside for a long time before he found the so-called Ganjia Lane.

Wen Tingli followed him closely all the time.

Can't she see that he doesn't want her to follow him? he wondered as he walked.

Finally he found a parking place. He opened the door and was about to get in when suddenly a dozen rickshaws came from the corner of the street. All the people on the rickshaws were old ladies. They swarmed out of the rickshaws and rushed towards Ganjia Lane.

The old lady was dressed just like the maids in the alley, but she walked very briskly.

One of them glanced at Wen Tingli and suddenly stopped.

Lu Shicheng's heart moved, and he turned to look at Wen Tingli beside him. Wen Tingli was also stunned for a moment, but she quickly realized that it was the person sent by Sister Li to rescue her, and she made a very subtle gesture to the other party without saying a word.

The old lady retracted her gaze and stood on tiptoe to look around: "Is Second Madam Lou really living nearby? Why is this place so deserted?"

As he spoke, he walked over there.

Wen Tingli turned her head and happened to meet Lu Shicheng's sight. She didn't expect that he had been looking at her. Her eyes could not help but ripple, but she quickly smiled sweetly and continued the previous topic: "I really want to treat you to a meal."

Lu Shicheng took a look at the backs of the old ladies leaving and instantly changed his mind. He closed the car door and pointed at Wen Tingli's school bag.

Wen Tingli pondered for a moment, took out the small notebook from her book bag, and asked tentatively, "Do you want this?"

Lu Shicheng took it and glanced at the notebook casually. In just one day, she had memorized a lot of new words.

With the experience from last time, he turned to the blank space at the back with ease and wrote a line of words on it.

[Where would Miss Wen like to invite me to dinner? ]

(End of this chapter)