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Have you fallen for Ning Jin?

Han Chen was startled.

"Brother, go on. I promise I won't cause any more trouble."

Just as Han Chen was about to go back, the blue Lamborghini in front entered his sight. Wasn't this the car Fu Huayong was driving just now? Why did it stop here?

Han Chen was depressed in his heart. When he was driving the car forward, he was robbed in the end by others openly.

"Get out." Before Han Chen could regain his senses, Fu Huayong had already slammed the door of the car. When did he become so barbaric and crude? Is this still the Fu Huayong he knows?

Han Chen wanted to be quiet.

"I told you to get off!"

Fu Huayong shouted with a cold face, a trace of panic in his eyes. It was not that he found his car difficult to drive, but his car was out of gas.

Logically speaking, how could a big boss like him use oil as a source of fuel? It was his family's old man who modified it, saying that there was no room for oil in a house, so he built the entire solar system around him.

When Han Chen opened the car door, Fu Huayong pushed the door open without hesitation, all the way until he was in the front passenger seat. Fu Huayong sat on the car seat, but before he could tie his seat belt, he suddenly accelerated, and due to inertia, Han Chen directly crashed into Banshou who was on top of his head.

"Fu Huayong, what the f * * k is wrong with you?"

Han Chen roared in anger, his eyes spewing fire straight out of their sockets. What the hell was he trying to do, snatching both the car and the seat?

Han Chen tightly held onto his forehead that was hit, his face had a look of constipation, he was sure that his head was already green.

Fu Huayong looked over coldly. What did he want?

Seeing his good friend's constipated expression, Fu Huayong understood, but he was not in the mood to explain anything to him.

Han Chen fiercely stepped on the accelerator and sped up, his face distorted even when he reached out of the window. Han Chen tightly held onto the chair, he knew that Fu Huayong's technique was not bad, but this did not mean that he wanted to try it.

The worst thing was that the window beside Han Chen was not closed. The strong wind blew him into a mess, causing his exquisite hair to turn into grass in the blink of an eye. The left side of his face was immediately sunken in by the wind.

"Fu Wu …" Hua Yong, your mother... Slow down, I have a heart attack. "

Han Chen said with all his might, but as soon as he spoke, his mouth was immediately blown back, causing Han Chen's lips to become countless times bigger.

Fu Huayong was calm, his speed did not decrease at all.

"Ning Jin might be in trouble right now. I have to go to the apartment."

What?! Fu Huayong was dumbfounded after he finished his sentence.

What could happen to Ning Jin? Besides, how could a living person like her commit suicide?

However, what made him even more confused was Fu Huayong's current attitude. His good friend actually stole his good brother's car for a woman, and made his good brother's hairstyle go down the drain. Was he still that Fu Huayong?

"Ah, Old Fu … Wuu wuu, have you fallen for Ning Jin? "

As the sound of his voice faded, Fu Huayong's hand that was holding onto the steering wheel suddenly stopped. The wind was blowing strongly by his ears, and Han Chen didn't know whether or not Fu Huayong had heard what he had just said clearly.

Fu Huayong ran for less than 10 minutes before arriving at the apartment building. Without a word, Fu Huayong immediately got off the car, while Han Chen sat in the front passenger seat with a dazed look on his face. God knows what happened to him just now, all he could hear was the wind howling past his ears, thus he only noticed the police car behind him when he turned around.

Han Chen's face instantly filled with emotions.

Could he still keep his license?

Fu Huayong got off the carriage and started knocking on the door of the apartment building, shouting, "Ning Jin, are you there?"

After repeating for a few times without any response, a rare nervous expression appeared on Fu Huayong's previously calm face. From the time he had received the call, his mood had changed greatly, and he was now feeling flustered.

"Ning Jin!"

He placed the key to the apartment in his briefcase, but he didn't have time to take it. Fu Huayong looked at the door, clenched his hands into fists and retreated a few steps, resulting in a loud sound as the wind blew past him.

Fu Huayong's foot came into close contact with the door, and dust that could be seen with the naked eye scattered from the door., who was currently fighting with the traffic police, felt his feet go soft.

Looking at the door that did not respond after a long time, Fu Huayong did not know what he was thinking, but he started to regret choosing such a nice house. Fu Huayong lowered his head to look, and then, his face darkened, and without saying a word, he walked straight towards Han Chen. To be more accurate, he walked towards the car.

At this moment, the traffic police had their head lowered as he gave out the ticket. When he turned around, the car that was originally parked beside him had already disappeared, leaving only a pile of dust behind.

The little policeman standing on the spot was dumbfounded. Were these two people being too presumptuous?

"Old Fu, is this not a good idea?"

Han Chen asked weakly, but he didn't look the least bit embarrassed at all. From time to time, he would look at the two police officers with his hand extended out in a daze.

In the end the traffic police were thrown off, but they were back where they had been, though they were in a corner of the apartment door where they could see everything, and the people in the apartment couldn't see them.

Han Chen was depressed, but Fu Huayong who was sitting beside him had a calm expression, his eyes staring straight in the direction of the door, as if he could make out a flower.

"Old Fu, didn't you say you are going to look for Ning Jin? Why are we here now? "

Fu Huayong looked at his coldly. He had just seen a man's sleeve and spilled water at the door, so it was definitely not him but someone else's. There was no way Ning Jin would not take care of the water on the ground.

"She's in there."

Han Chen had seen Fu Huayong's actions in front of the apartment clearly. If Ning Jin was inside, and not opening the door even under such circumstances, there was only one possibility.

Han Chen immediately squinted his eyes, crossing his arms in front of his chest and gloating: "Speak, have you been kicked out of the door?"