The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Xia Xia, go eat!" Father An called out.

An Xia Xia walked over, An Yibei just sent away the person who moved the company, and said lightly: "The kitchen is not packed yet, go out to eat tonight."

The family had no objection and drove to the restaurant for dinner.

An Xia Xia accidentally scanned the rearview mirror and found that the Audi was still there.

Where has she seen this car?

But in the impression, my friends didn't drive Audi ...

Perhaps this model is often seen in advertisements. Anxiaxia was hypnotizing herself, but An Yibei turned four turns to the left, and then slammed the steering wheel: "Fuck! Someone follows us!"

"Ah?" An Xia Xia was a little hesitant.

Mr. An explained: "We have just taken a circle now, which is equivalent to returning to the origin. How can a normal person drive like this?"

"What should I do?" Anxia Xia was anxious. "Would you like to call the police?"

An Yibei snorted and stopped in front of a restaurant: "If you come, you'll be safe."

He probably guessed who was following them.

The three chose a position by the window, ordered good food, and An Xia Xia was holding the water cup and staring out the window.

That Audi is just across the street from the restaurant.

Who is it

Is it the owner of that mysterious phone? But today there is no accident, it is not like to put their family to death.

Could it be ...

Anxiaxia froze.

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Inside the car.

The driver said only: "Master, we seem to have been found."

The person in the back seat didn't answer for a long time. When he couldn't hold back and wanted to repeat, he heard a seemingly silent "um."

He could not help but glance back.

Gauze was still wrapped on the forehead of the boy, his face was white with excessive blood loss, his thin lips were bloodless, and he had a thin and clear arc.

His master ... what are you laughing at? Weird.

The driver shivered.

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After the meal came, Anxiaxia ate only two sips and put down the chopsticks.

"Brother ... I want to know who is following us." An Xia Xia said carefully, "I'll go and tell him."

An Yibei glanced at her without any obstruction: "Go early and return early."

"Ok."

She pushed open the door of the restaurant, and the sudden coldness made her stunned slightly.

The city is like the coldness of the city. She sighed in her palms, put her hands in her pockets, crossed the road, and walked in front of the Audi.

Tuk Tuk-

She knocked on the window and no one answered, as if there was no one in it.

But Anxiaxia knew that he must be there.

This car, which she once saw in Sheng's garage, was lamented by Sheng Yize, "This car looks ugly like Qi Yanxi, and won't drive if killed."

He never drove it, thinking she couldn't find it.

The window is a one-way glass. People inside can see the outside, but she cannot see the scene inside.

An Xia Xia took a deep breath, the voice was very soft: "Thank you for coming to see me."

Still no one answered.

"Isn't it too emotional to say this? Hehe ... I hope you'll be fine in the future, but you'll be better than me ..." Anxiaxia said to herself, thinking about it, maybe there was really nothing in the car What about people?

She stretched out her fingers and wrote a stroke on the window carefully: Sheng Yize, goodbye.

There is a shadow of Sheng Yize in the delicate writing.

The copybooks she used for calligraphy were written to her by Sheng Yize.

The temperature of the fingers melted the cold air on the window, enough for people to see the two words clearly.

The windows never roll down.