Chapter 1589: Please believe me

Hearing this, Lin Nanxiang glanced back.
As a result, she almost fainted at this glance...Well, she was convinced, and Tang Nuan painting was right, because the car behind him really looked too high-profile.
The silver-gray body, the smooth and avant-garde models, are simple yet luxurious. The car seems to be plated with a layer of fine flashes, which usually does not look big, but when the sun shines brightly. , Dazzling instantly like a light...
Tsk tusk, this car is not something that ordinary rich people can afford to drive. Anyway, can it be worth tens of billions of dollars?
Lin Nanxiang had to smash it, smash it, relax and say, "Okay, warm painting, it seems I think too much."
After a pause, he added, "But why does this man keep following us? The road was so wide just now, why didn't he overtake and stay side by side, just behind us?"
"Then who knows?"
Tang Nuanhua shrugged indifferently, thinking that she only knew about the car behind him, probably not the person left by Song Yijun, but as for who was in this car, Tang Nuanhua didn't know.
It just so happened that she didn't need to know, anyway, she was thinking about cleaning up the woman Song Yijun.
And Lin Nanxiang's curiosity gradually calmed down at this time, she thought, OK, too, can't just see a person driving behind her casually, just say that the person is plotting wrong? Maybe the person behind him just happened to be with them.
Thinking of this, Lin Nanxiang didn't worry too much.
She sat down in her seat again, and subconsciously looked at the increasingly remote road ahead, thinking that she could drive quickly, and it would be best to catch up with the woman Song Yijun.
Thinking about this, Lin Nanxiang glanced at the rearview mirror again, but when she saw it, she was suddenly shocked.
Outside the silver-gray Rolls-Royce car window, a familiar face came out slightly, and he waved naturally at Lin Nanxiang!
"Warm painting, warm painting..."
For an instant, Lin Nanxiang wondered if he had read it wrong, and quickly pushed through Tang Nuan's paintings a few times, and said, "Nuanhua, look at it, look at who is behind us!"
"Who?" Tang Nuanhua asked indifferently, then turned around to look.
In the end, it was okay not to look at it, and Tang Nuan's painting was immediately shocked.
How come the owner of the car who has been following them is actually Quan Zhichen?
Wait, wait, when Tang Nuan was at the door of the company, didn't Tang Nuan painting still said that he had something to do and he should take a step first? Could it be said that Quan Zhichen had deliberately followed up when she was not paying attention!
Thinking of this, Tang Nuan's painting seemed to be worried that he had made a mistake, and looked back again.
And this time Quan Zhichen probably also felt the gaze of the person in front of him, and he smiled indifferently, as if he still had some sense of accomplishment.
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OMG!
Tang Nuan painting almost fainted when he saw this scene. What? What the are you doing? Isn't this Kwon Zhichen faulty?
Why is he following up? Is this person boring? Does he know what he is going to do now? ! !
Oh, mygod!
Tang Nuan painting was almost speechless and rolled her eyes, and then she finally couldn't help but took out her mobile phone and made an unceremonious call to Quan Zhichen.
"Dudududu..."
Quan Zhichen's cell phone rang immediately, and the remarks lit on the screen were still paintings.
Seeing this remark, Quan Zhichen's mouth couldn't help but evoke a faint, playful smile, and then he directly picked up the phone and slid to answer.
Unexpectedly, after the call was connected, Quan Zhichen had not had time to speak half a word, and Tang Nuan yelled directly from the phone, "Quan Zhichen, what are you doing?"
It was not called Mr. Quan, nor was it called General Quan, but Quan Zhichen.
I don’t know why. Hearing Tang Nuan painting calling himself that, Quan Zhichen was inexplicably happy in his heart, so he said casually, "It just happened to be with you, what’s wrong? Is there any problem? ?"
"Don't talk!"
Tang Nuanhua didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, as a discerning person could tell, Quan Zhichen was clearly following her, okay?
She couldn't help but become impatient, "Quan Zhichen, can you stop making trouble? I really have very important things to do, and now the time is in a hurry, can you stop following me?"
"Really? But I don't seem to be following you."
Quan Zhichen was still quibbling with a smile, "I just happened to be driving behind you. Why? You bought this road. Do I even have the right to drive?"
"you!"
"Me? Am I right?" Quan Zhichen asked with a smile.
"...I really convinced you." Tang Nuan was speechless when he painted.
She has seen a thick-skinned person, but she has never seen someone like Quan Zhichen, who keeps a good Yangguan Avenue and does not go, what do she have to follow behind her?
If this is done in normal times, the key is now that Tang Nuan painting has to deal with things, she will deal with Song Yijun right now, okay, this is a big deal...
Ugh! It's really a headache.
"Sorry for Nuanhua, I, in fact, I did follow you."
At this moment, just when Tang Nuan painted a headache, the voice on the phone suddenly became honest.
Quan Zhichen could hear the helplessness in the tone of Tang Nuan's painting, so he softened his tone and said, "But, don't I also see you in a hurry and worry about your safety? You say you are good at it, just from the main road. Those who have walked up into the wilderness are here, what should I do if I meet a bad person?"
"Ah……"
When Tang Nuanhua heard this, she almost laughed. She wanted to meet a bad person? Is she going to catch the bad guys now?
Besides, even if he really meets the bad guys, can he just follow up with Quan Zhichen to scare the bad guys away?
However, Quan Zhichen didn’t realize this. He still laughed happily on the phone, so that Tang Nuan’s painted head hurts. He couldn’t help but persuade him,
Achen, or go back. Yeah, really, stop following me."
"What did you say?" The person on the other side was obviously taken aback.
"I said, you'd better go back now, I..."
"No, it's not this sentence, it's the last sentence." Quan Zhichen interrupted before finishing the sentence.
Tang Nuanhua thought about it, and then murmured, "Achen?"
"Yes, yes, that's the sentence." Quan Zhichen laughed instantly, the smile on his face actually smelled like a clean boy.