Chapter 94
After picking up the phone, the Golden Rooster Queen deliberately said loudly towards the lounge door: "Prepare me a full set of disinfectant essential oils. I want to disinfect and detoxify everything inside and out."

……

When Yu Qian rushed to the underground garage, Yan Liangxi was nowhere to be seen.

He was still a step late just now, and watched helplessly as the elevator closed and descended layer by layer.

He immediately went down the safe passage, but he still didn't see her.

Yu Qian hurriedly told her subordinates to look for it, and she went to look for it herself.

In case something happens to Miss Biao, Lord Mian will kill her to pieces.

After Yan Liangxi came out from the Qin family, he took a taxi to Qiumao Mountain.

Qiu Mao Mountain is a famous racing resort.

Ever since she fell in love with exciting sports, she often went to Qiu Mao Mountain for racing.

When the driver heard Qiu Maoshan's words, he not only looked at the girl sitting in the rear seat through the rearview mirror.

That place is where the sons and brothers gather. Didn't her little girl's house be demolished?
Yan Liangxi was still wearing her school uniform, because she got into Yu Qian's car right at the school gate, and the Qin family didn't have a chance to change at all when they arrived.

And she didn't want to go back to change clothes, she didn't want to go back there.

She just wanted to vent at the moment, vent violently.

"Little girl, are you looking for your friend? That's not a place for a good girl." The driver reminded him kindly.

Good girl?What is a good girl? Is it a good girl who wears a school uniform, studies hard, and does her homework seriously?

So what is a bad girl?Smoking, fighting, tattoos are bad girls?

Why did she see a lot of nice girls who refused to give up their seats, called your mother one by one, scolded the old man for bullying the children, and even hit the wild dogs on the roadside with stones.

She has also seen many so-called bad girls with tattoos, smoking cigarettes, helping fallen children, giving up seats to elderly and pregnant women, feeding stray dogs and cats.

So, what exactly defines a good girl and a bad girl?
Is it just from appearance and learning?

"I might not be a good girl." That's why he doesn't like me.

Yan Liangxi looked out of the car window and said calmly.

The driver master heard it vaguely, and he seemed unhappy when he saw her.Is he talking too much?

Forget it, the thoughts of today's young people cannot be understood by an old man like him.

The driver accelerated the accelerator and parked the car at the foot of Qiumao Mountain.

This mountain has been bought privately, which means that his car cannot drive up it.

"Girl, I can only let you get off here. I can't drive this broken car, and I can't drive it."

The car is the ticket to enter Qiu Mao Mountain.

Most of the people who come here for racing at night are young people.

They drive limited edition luxury cars.

His kind of car can't get on at all, and will be stopped at the entrance.

"Thank you." Yan Liangxi finished paying, opened the door and got off the car.

The driver was a little worried, can this little girl do it?
Just as he was about to call the little girl to stop and tell her the danger here, the man had already disappeared into the night.

The driver shook his head, sighed, and turned away.

Yan Liangxi walked to the intersection of Qiu Maoshan.

As soon as he hit the ground with '喤', two high-beam lights shot his eyes directly.

She blocked the light with her hand, squinted her eyes and looked over...

Before he exited the door, he heard an impatient figure coming from the car: "Let's go, let's go, this is not a place for little kids like you to play, go home and play in the mud!"

The people on the car could see that the person was wearing a school uniform, and it was still a private school, but this kind of place was not for children like her to play.

(End of this chapter)

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