Chapter 1771 - When A Girl Cries She Is Not Pretty
"Ah Chu!" Bruce dropped the cup and ran out. After planning almost everything, he did not plan for Ye Chu to run away. When Bruce ran out, he already lost track of her. One of her arms was still injured, but her feet were fast. She was gone in the blink of an eye. Bruce cursed once and hurriedly called that group of mercenaries.
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In the day, in the car.
Mu Yuan drove the car and glanced at the quiet little girl beside him. This was divine fate. He had originally tracked down their whereabouts and wanted to knock on the door in the name of a police inquiry. Ye Chu then ran out. It was like when he was dozing off, someone delivered a pillow over. It was exactly what he wanted. She wore a black sweater and a hat, making herself become very small as she curled herself in the passenger seat.
Mu Yuan smoked while he drove. Was he going to drive from Los Angeles back to New York?
"I am sorry. Can I ask you why aren't we taking the plane?"
"I don't have a passport."
Mu Yuan was silent for a moment and patted his head. Ye Tingyun didn't make a passport for you for so long. He purposely did not want you to run away. Was it on purpose? Was it on purpose?
It was also not difficult for him to make a fake passport here. The problem was that Ye Chu was wounded and had no experience in passing through the customs. If it was checked that she had a fake passport, he would not be able to bear the consequences.
"Ye Tingyun has a plane, and he can pick you."
"I still have a matter that I haven't thought through." Ye Chu put on a cold attitude and did not want to bother with others. She turned her body and her little back faced Mu Yuan.
This little troublesome fellow.
Mu Yuan held a cigarette in his mouth. He called Ye Tingyun first and reported her safety. He conveniently complained about his family's little ancestor, who wanted him to be a driver all the way back. He also conveniently expressed his main thought that 'she is your ancestor and not my ancestor'.
Ye Tingyun got Mu Yuan to give the phone to Ye Chu. She did not receive it. Mu Yuan shouted twice. He did not know whether Ye Chu was pretending to be dead or asleep. She ignored him. Mu Yuan had a terrible headache.
Ye Tingyun said, "Then drive the car back."
"F*ck you, Ye Tingyun!" Mu Yuan was furious. "The whole journey from Los Angeles to New York is a few thousand kilometers. If I bring her and drive every day, I can only drive for eight or nine hours the most. At the very most, it will also require one week. You think I am so free?"
Ye Tingyun said, "Conditions."
"We can discuss!" Mu Yuan's face changed within seconds. He whistled and held the cigarette in his mouth suavely. "I have not thought of it. When I reach New York, I would have thought of it more or less."
"Her arm is injured. Pay attention and change medication for her. Take a look at whether there are other injuries from the car accident."
Ye Chu was unwilling to say a word. She was even unwilling to respond to him. What had happened? Ye Chu was puzzled and tangled by that dream. It was the first time that she urgently wanted to know what she had forgotten back then. Why did she always dream of people whom she had nothing to do with?
But the more she thought, the more she had a headache, and the more anxious she became. She left Bruce with a sense of unhappiness. But why was she unhappy? She herself did not understand. And why was she willing to meet Ye Tingyun? The matter of Bruce sending people to drive and hit into her also left an impression at the bottom of her heart. She felt depressed, lonely, sorrowful, and helpless. All the negative feelings swarmed up together.
I feel like crying!
That was a kind of unexplainable grievance.
"Little sister, don't cry." Mu Yuan was sensitive and could sense that she was crying. He threw his cigarette and stopped the car at the side of the interstate highway. "Don't cry. When a girl cries, she is not pretty. You must be thinking about Ye Tingyun. Let's take the plane. Do you want to consider it?"
"I don't want to!"
Mu Yuan thought in his heart, Don't you want to at least hesitate for three seconds?