What else could it be? It’s just a cliche drama of a rich girl falling in love with a poor boy. You chase me and I run away. Both parties can’t help themselves in this chase scene.

"What can I give her as a topic writer in a small town like me?" The flickering lights made Li Yuanxu look bitter.

He looked at the bright lights outside the window and asked, "Is this the annual dividend of 2,000 yuan from our village?"

Lan Ting sighed inwardly, but did not show it on his face: "Then there is no need for you to refuse so completely. People say that young people should not be bullied into poverty. Who knows what will happen in the future."

"In the future? Which future? I have to tighten my belt and spend a month's salary to bring her to Wuzhong Hotel for a meal." He raised his index finger and emphasized his tone, "But this meal is not enough to buy her half a meal.

Bag."

Lan Ting wanted to say something like how love does not distinguish between rich and poor, but he turned around in his mouth and swallowed the words.

Yes, how can you do it without money?

Doesn't she know this kind of pain best?

So while waiting at the red light, she patted Li Yuanxu on the shoulder: "That's enough, young man, our village only pays 800 dividends a year, which is less than half of your village's. You are much better than me."

Li Yuanxu was speechless for a long time, and finally gave a thumbs up: "It has to be you, my aunt."

"My name is Mr. Lan."

"Yes~Mr. Lan~"

The red light countdown came on, Lanting slowly put down the brake and prepared to start, and his cell phone rang.

She glanced at it and saw that it was a landline phone. The green light was on and she pressed the speaker phone.

"Hi, hello, who are you?"

"Hello, is this Lan Ting? This is the Pingcheng Public Security Bureau. Han Pingtao has been arrested. Please come over and confirm."

"Caught?" Lan Ting's heart was beating loudly, his hands were sweating, and he suddenly felt that he could no longer hold the steering wheel.

She parked the car on the side of the road and asked a few more questions before hanging up the phone. She turned around and saw Li Yuanxu's mouth that couldn't close.

"Yes, yes...is it the Han Pingtao I thought? Is it the Han Pingtao who wants to marry you?"

After a while, I heard Lan Ting's voice: "Yes, I called the police."

An hour ago, Wen Xu followed Shao Jilang and cursed out of the hotel.

"What kind of illness did you have today? You're so weird. Miss Lan didn't offend you."

Shao Jilang turned on the turn signal and drove onto the road: "Take care of yourself."

"I... I will take care of you when I have free time. If I take care of you for one more day, I will lose one year of my life." Wen Xu put on his seat belt bitterly.

Shao Jilang chuckled: "Put away your infatuated face, I have a boyfriend again."

Wen Xu disagreed, pulled down the makeup mirror above the passenger seat, and took another photo from the left: "I'm handsome and rich, how can Xiao Cai Dun compare with me?"

"I've been in love for so many years, but it's rare to see a beauty like Miss Lan. I won't miss this opportunity again."

Shao Jilang felt irritated in his heart. He remembered what Lan Ting had asked him before, do you like me?

"Do you like her?" So he also asked Wen Xu.

"Like?" Wen Xu was a little surprised, "What's the way to like? Isn't this beauty just like a sports car, just for fun."

The walk was not smooth today. He had to wait for red lights at every intersection. Shao Jilang turned around and looked Wen Xu up and down, left and right, and concluded: "Scumbag."

Wen Xu shook his head and asked: "It is said on the Internet that handsome people are called scumbags."

Shao Jilang no longer wanted to say a word to him. His car was the first in line and stepped on the accelerator as soon as the light turned green.

The car started slowly, and a man suddenly rushed onto the sidewalk, wiping his headlight and falling to the ground.

He hurriedly braked, unbuckled his seat belt, and was about to come down to check, but the man quickly stood up, staggered a few steps, turned around and ran away.

The man's hat was worn low, with only half of his face exposed. Shao Jilang squinted his eyes slightly, passed the light and stopped on the side of the road.

"Is that person okay? Did he hit him? Why did he get up and run away?" Wen Xu was also very confused.

Shao Jilang looked back at the direction the man was walking, took out his cell phone and dialed Zhuang Mao's number.

"Run away? You weren't caught, right? I know."

He restarted the car, turned around at the intersection ahead, and chased in the direction of the man.

Wen Xu was thrown away and hurriedly tightened the roof armrest: "Why are you so crazy!"

Shao Jilang turned a deaf ear and only searched for traces of the man along the way.

Soon, he appeared.

The man walked quickly with his head lowered, looking back and forth from time to time, making his appearance even more suspicious.

Shao Jilang stepped on the accelerator, drove ten meters ahead, stopped on the side of the road, and got out of the car.

Wen Xu, who was not in the situation, followed him confused: "What's wrong with you?"

Shao Jilang didn't answer, he just walked back and was about to bump into the man.

The man's head lowered even further and he hid to the side, but he didn't expect Shao Jilang to suddenly lift his hat.

He took a few steps back in panic, turned around and wanted to run away.

But Shao Jilang moved quickly and kicked him hard on the back. The man screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

Shao Jilang stepped forward, pressed his knees on him, and clasped his hands behind his back.
Chapter completed!