With Sang Tian's promise, even though Su Ruyou was unwilling to do so, she had to follow Sang Tian to the garage.

When we arrived at the garage, the smile on Sang Tian's face suddenly faded away. Under the dim light, her expression was dim and a little gloomy.

Her voice was slightly cold, "Aunt Su, I'm so embarrassed. I suddenly remembered that I didn't want to go to the vicinity of Baihua Road again. I called you a car and I'll ask you to go back by yourself."

"You-" Su Ru suddenly felt a little stuttered.

This dead girl definitely did it on purpose!

"What's wrong with Aunt Su? You won't be angry anymore, are you?" Sang Tian asked in surprise.

Su Ru bit her back teeth, and her voice seemed to pop out from the cracks of her teeth, "How could it be? I'll just go home by myself. Go back and rest. If such a big thing happened today, you must be tired, it's okay."

Sang Tian did not reply, but looked at Su Ru with a smile. Then she turned around and left, leaving Su Ru in a daze in the garage.

She still has to go to school tomorrow, and Wen Zhinian has to pick her up, so how can she send Su Ru back?

Besides, Su Ru's woman with a scorpion heart is not worthy.

This night was the most stable sleep in Sang Tian over the years. No one would pick her up and beat her up in the middle of the night like she did in her previous life, and no one would pour cold water on her.

...

The next morning, Sang Tian stood in front of the mirror in the room and looked at herself. The girl in the mirror was wearing the pink school uniform of Sakurayuan High School, uniform and pleated skirt, and her high ponytail made her look pure and beautiful and full of youthful vitality.

It is completely different from the previous explosive punk style.

But Sang Tian soon frowned. Now such a sudden change is likely to arouse Ye Rou's suspicion. After hesitating, Sang Tian immediately changed back to the clothes she had worn before and wore a golden furry wig on her head.

Sang Tian nodded with satisfaction. She was so ugly in the mirror.

Outside the house, a low-key black sedan was parked on the side of the road.

Inside the car, Wen Zhinian leaned against the seat, and his indifferent eyes stared at the door of the Sang House through the car window, and a powerful sense of oppression filled the entire space.

He had maintained this position for half an hour and had never moved his eyes away from the gate of the mulberry house.

Fu Jin in the driver's seat saw his master's sculpture in the rearview mirror. He knew that his master was afraid of missing Sang Tian to go out.

In the past, Sang Tian always avoided his master. Although he would come to Sang Tian outside the house every day, this woman always used various methods to avoid his sight and secretly accompanied Bai Zixuan.

Once, because of stopping Sang Tian and Bai Zixuan from dating, this woman actually wanted to drive and hit Master!

How can such a woman be worthy of her master? Fu Jin was so angry that he felt aggrieved when he thought of Sang Tian. He wanted to chisel Sang Tian's head open to see if this woman has a brain!

But his master is a kind of infatuated person. No matter how willful Sang Tian is, he can tolerate it even if he wants to hurt him.

Yes, Wen Zhinian can tolerate anything, but the only thing he can't tolerate is that Sang Tian falls in love with others.

"Master, why don't we wait, we've never waited." Fu Jin hesitated for a moment and said with a thorn in his mouth.

Wen Zhinian was still staring at the gate of the Sang House. The light in his eyes became darker and darker. Fu Jin felt the temperature in the car drop suddenly.

“Wait a little longer.”

After another twenty minutes, the aura emitted from Wen Zhinian became colder and colder. Did she still lie to him?

Did she do this just to escape from herself and go to Bai Zixuan?

Just as Wen Zhinian was disappointed and ready to withdraw his eyes, a black figure walked out of the Sang House lightly.

Wen Zhinian's eyes were slightly brighter and kept moving with the figure.

Sang Tian saw the black sedan parked on the roadside at a glance. The high-profile license plate number of Jing A66666, and you can tell at a glance that it was Wen Zhinian's car.

She jumped to the car like a little rabbit, naturally opened the car door, and sat in directly.

Fu Jin was still shocked. He never expected that Sang Tian would come out of the main entrance and get into the master's car. Why didn't she escape? Fu Jin felt a little uncomfortable.

but……

Fu Jin almost squirted out. What kind of underworld dress is Sang Tian? The black leather jacket is covered with metal rivets, and the lower body is covered with small feet and crotch pants accompanied by a pair of fancy small shoes. The golden explosion head on the top of the head is particularly conspicuous.

He had to wash his eyes properly when he went back.

Fu Jin secretly looked at the reaction of his master from the rearview mirror, but saw that his master looked calm as usual.

He had to say admiration, his taste has always been so unique.

As soon as she got on the bus, Sang Tian felt a cold air that could freeze people out of Wen Zhinian's body.

He looked at himself with deep eyes, and the faint light in his eyes seemed to see through him.
Chapter completed!