On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Zhou Situ glanced at Han Cong and thought he talked too much.

At this time, Zhou Jiashu screamed in front and was standing on the downhill road again. His feet slipped and he fell down on his back.

Song Tang was looking in another direction, but when he saw Zhou Jiashu was about to throw him, he instinctively reached out and pulled him.

However, the inertia of Zhou Jiashu's fall was too great, and he could only hold onto Song Tang's arms with both hands.

When he regained consciousness and stood firm, Zhou Jiashu realized that he was almost hanging on Song Tang.

Zhou Sitai looked in the direction of the two people behind the wall, with no unnecessary expression on his face.

However, Han Cong was blocked behind him and reminded carefully: "Old... boss, I'm a little scared."

Zhou Sihui glanced at him and took back the hand that was blocking him.

Han Cong breathed a sigh of relief and silently relaxed his abdominal muscles.

Zhou Jiashu let go of Song Tang awkwardly: "Is that a wild cat that ran past just now?"

"Well, this is a mountainous area, so it's normal to have wild cats." Song Tang walked down the path, ignoring Zhou Jiashu.

After coming down from the service area, the car ordered by Zhou Jiashu also arrived.

When the two got into the car, Song Tang looked back.

Zhou Jiashu said: "There are few cars in the mountainous area. If there are cars following us, it will be easy to be discovered."

After the two of them drove far away, Zhou Sizhen came down the path with a cigarette between his teeth.

Han Cong observed his expression: "Boss, we can't follow him, it's too easy to be discovered."

Zhou Sihui narrowed his eyes and blew out a puff of thin smoke. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and walked back.

After Zhou Jiashu and Song Tang drove for a while, they turned around and looked back. The mountain road behind them was rugged and had eighteen bends. It was too difficult to follow them without being discovered.

Zhou Jiashu relaxed and said: "Get rid of it."

Song Tang hummed, probably shaking it off.

They got off the highway, and it would take some time before they could get back onto the highway.

Song Tang was afraid of an accident, so she deliberately walked an extra section of the national highway. After crossing two counties, she found a highway intersection and re-entered the highway.

After driving into the toll station, Song Tang lowered the window, reached out to pick up the card from the automatic card machine, then raised the window, and after lifting the crossbar, started the car and continued moving forward.

She and Zhou Jiashu, who had already relaxed their vigilance, did not notice a person leaning against them in the small house at the toll station, staring at them.

In the small house, Han Cong looked back at Zhou Sitai in surprise: "Boss, you guessed it right. Miss Song has indeed re-entered the highway from here."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Zhou Si's lips, and he stood up leisurely from the swivel chair: "Song Tang's thoughts are not difficult to guess."

Seeing that people are eager, Song Tang will definitely not waste too much time on the road, but she is also cautious by nature and will not expose her whereabouts on the highway too early in the morning.

Zhou Si'ai guessed that she would probably get on the highway at a few intersections within the previous direction, but he didn't expect that he would actually wait for her.

Of course, for the sake of safety, he also arranged for people to pay attention to several other intersections that Song Tang might pass by, so Song Tang could not even think about getting away with it.

Although Song Tang relaxed her vigilance, she stepped on the accelerator fast and hard. She wanted to see her father as soon as possible.

After driving for another three hours, Zhou Jiashu volunteered to take his place.

Song Tang was obviously not happy, but when she thought about the whole day and night in Philadelphia, she had to take some time to recuperate, so she changed seats with Zhou Jiashu in the next service area.

After Zhou Jiashu got off the passenger seat, he said to Song Tang, "Wait for me, I'll go to the bathroom."

In the lobby of the service area, Zhou Jiashu came out of the bathroom after washing his hands. A woman with a bamboo dustpan hanging on her body was selling baked glutinous rice cakes.

"Handsome guy, do you want to buy glutinous rice cakes? It's a local specialty. Bring some for your family to eat..."

Zhou Jiashu glanced at the glutinous rice cakes. They were roasted golden and crispy on the outside. They were also sprinkled with seasoned soybean flour, and some were sprinkled with rose petals. They smelled pretty good.

He raised his hand and looked at the time on the dial. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Grandma, pack some for me."

"Okay, what flavor do you want? There are rose, bean paste, and peanut butter..." "Women can pretend to eat whatever they like."

Grandma packed a large box of baked glutinous rice cakes for Zhou Jiashu and gave him two cups of tea to go with it.

Seeing Zhou Jiashu back, Song Tang turned off his cell phone.

Zhou Jiashu opened the driver's door, and while getting into the car, he stretched out his arms and placed the baked glutinous rice cake in Song Tang's arms.

Zhou Jiashu put on his seat belt and said, "Eat some cushion first."

Song Tang hadn't eaten in the morning, so he was really hungry now, and this grilled glutinous rice cake did look quite tempting.

Song Tang used the small fork provided inside to choose a rose flavor and put it in his mouth.

It is indeed delicious.

After eating two pieces, Song Tang felt a little tired, so she drank tea again.

Putting down the cup and looking up, Song Tang noticed Zhou Jiashu smiling at her through the rearview mirror.

The rearview mirror was adjusted by Zhou Jiashu, just enough to see Song Tang.

Song Tang was puzzled: "Why are you laughing?"

Zhou Jiashu held the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other hand free, he stretched out his thumb to rub the corner of Song Tang's lips.

Song Tang subconsciously hid back, frowning and looking at Zhou Jiashu as if he were a fool: "This is on a highway, can you drive safely?"

Zhou Jiashu retracted his hand, held the steering wheel with both hands and drove safely, but with a smile on his face: "There are rice crumbs on the corner of your mouth, like a cat that stole something."

Song Tang's lips twitched slightly, with an expression on his face as if he had swallowed a fly.

She felt that Zhou Jiashu's description was too greasy.

Song Tang raised his hand and wiped his mouth very roughly with the back of his hand.

Zhou Jiashu stared at the road ahead and said, "Have you finished eating?"

Song Tang hummed and was already covering the box.

Zhou Jiashu tilted his head and leaned towards Song Tang: "I haven't eaten yet."

Song Tang glanced at him, opened the lid of the food with his backhand, and placed it on the center console close to him.

Zhou Jiashu glanced at it and said without squinting: "I'm driving a car. If you want to drive safely, don't take any action."

Song Tang raised his lips and sneered: "Do you want me to feed you?"

Zhou Jiashu said sincerely: "If I don't eat, I will have hypoglycemia. We are all in the same car. You have to consider your own safety, right?"

Song Tang chuckled, his sarcastic eyes already seeing through Zhou Jiashu's thoughts.

She crossed her arms and leaned closer to the car window. She looked at the grass and trees passing by outside the car window and ignored Zhou Jiashu.

She was not the only one in the car. Did Zhou Jiashu really dare to hit him?

Sure enough, after Song Tang ignored him, Zhou Jiashu couldn't continue his one-man show and ate the baked glutinous rice cake by himself.

Song Tang closed his eyes, wanting to rest for a while to prepare for the tough battle in the evening.

But maybe it was because of driving for six hours straight that Song Tang felt her eyelids were particularly heavy. She actually fell asleep while she was closing her eyes to rest her mind.

Zhou Jiashu glanced at her, and then put down the unfinished baked glutinous rice cake in his hand. He didn't like eating these sweet things, so he took another sip of the tea that his grandma brought to relieve his tiredness.

In the traffic behind their car, Han Cong and Zhou Sitai had changed seats, and now Zhou Sitai was driving.

Old God Han Cong was sitting in the passenger seat, holding a telescope and tracking Zhou Jiashu's car. Soon after, Han Cong said with a smile: "Why is the young man's car always swaying? Is he trying to show off his skills?"

Zhou Siyi smiled disdainfully: "Is he even good at driving skills?"

At this moment, in Zhou Jiashu's car, Zhou Jiashu held the steering wheel with both hands and shook his head with tired eyes. Why was he a little sleepy?