Lu Ye pulled his collar up and stood up. He paused for a moment, but he still got into a taxi and followed Lucifer’s car.
The taxi driver was an older brother in his forties. His beard was very thick and his chin and face were covered, but his eyes were full of smiles.
When he heard that Lu Ye was going to follow the car in front, he immediately asked excitedly, “Oh, young man, I’m the best at Chasing Cars! What did that person do? Is he a bad person? Or did he steal your lover, or...”
Lu Ye was speechless, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Brother, can we not act so much?
He was silent for a while and said, “Everything is just a stage of suspicion. Don’t talk nonsense. I just want to follow him and see where he goes.”
“Oh, I know, I know. Don’t worry, I Won’t lose him! I’m the best driver in this district!”
Looking at the bearded man’s excited expression, Lu Ye turned his head slightly to look out of the window.
