Chapter 114: Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry
Chapter 114: Overthinking is a Problem
The flashy motorcycle was undoubtedly a striking sight on the street.
The traffic was endless, the road crowded, yet the Falcon darted through the lanes, both cool and sharp.
The white Volkswagen followed closely behind, not daring to slack off, fearing that if they weren’t careful, they’d be left behind.
Wang Zhuoran gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his brows furrowed. "Is Miss Yan taking the wrong route?"
This didn’t seem like the way to Dingmao. Why was the road getting more and more deserted?
Hu Yue’e, sitting in the passenger seat, rolled her eyes. "Why do you have so much to say? Just follow her lead. Are you afraid she’s going to sell you out?"
She disdainfully sized him up, shaking her head as if his appearance wasn’t worth much.
Wang Zhuoran: "..."
He raised his other hand and scratched his nose, his expression awkward.
He knew Miss Yan wouldn’t sell him out; he was just worried they had taken a wrong turn.
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About twenty minutes later, the car had driven out of the bustling city center.
After navigating winding streets, they entered an alley full of the scent of street food.
Shriek—
The car stopped in front of a shop named "Li Ji," the tires screeching as they made contact with the ground.
Yan Zhixu, with her long legs, set her foot on the ground, rolled up the banner in her hand, pulled out the car keys, and got out of the car.
The white Volkswagen parked.
Wang Zhuoran looked around. The location was a bit out of the way, but there were still quite a few people.
A few different shops were around, with the one in front of them being the most popular.
From his observations, not far from here were old residential buildings.
Most of the people living in this area were ordinary folks, typical citizens of this bustling city.
The crowd was simple and pure, with smiles on their faces that made them seem very likable.
Wang Zhuoran cleared his throat, feeling a little embarrassed. "Actually, I can still afford a meal at Dingmao."
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Miss Yan was so kind-hearted, choosing this seemingly low-budget restaurant to spare him the expense.
Hu Yue’e nodded repeatedly, her face full of agreement. "He just got his paycheck not long ago."
Miss Yan was really a good person, yet the online rumors painted her in such a demonic light.
Hearing their discussion, Yan Zhixu curved her lips into a mischievous smile, a rogue aura surrounding her. "Police Officer Wang, overthinking is a disease. You need to treat it promptly."
She held the banner in her hand, glanced at Wang Zhuoran, and walked past him toward the "Li Ji" restaurant.
It had been a while since she’d been here, and she really missed the taste of their food.
Wang Zhuoran stood there, shaking his head and sighing. "Slick tongue, soft heart. Why can't she just admit it?"
Miss Yan was clearly thinking of him, yet she stubbornly refused to admit it.
He touched his pocket, feeling it was full even though there was no cash inside.
Sniffing, his heart filled with emotion, and he was on the verge of shedding a few heartfelt tears.
Seeing him like this, Hu Yue’e slapped his head. "You big fool, stop dawdling and hurry up!"
They had come out in a rush, and he hadn’t even changed out of his police uniform. Standing at the door like this would cause a scene.
Wang Zhuoran rubbed the spot where she slapped him, too lazy to argue with her. He lifted his foot and headed toward the "Li Ji" restaurant.
(End of Chapter)
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