She hadn't gone far when she heard the motor of a car behind her and then the light. It was too late for Le Yao to hide.
The car crunched to a halt when it reached her. The window lowered and the driver leaned forward into the passenger seat. "Han Binglan."
Le Yao looked at Fu Yunshen in the car and heaved a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't that bastard, she had a chance of escaping. Therefore, after looking at him for two seconds, she raised her hands and waved them. "So it's Second Young Master Fu. What a coincidence." Then, she turned around and ran.
Fu Yunshen was speechless.
Was he a ferocious beast or something? Why was this woman running?
Actually, he was still at the clubhouse. Nangong Jue had left and Wu Ya had followed him out, but he had no intention of leaving. It was rare for someone to treat him to leisure. He was about to order a bottle of '82 Lafite and have someone else pay the bill. In the end, a phone call brought him out here.
