Chapter 178
Why Follow Me
Chapter 178 Why Follow Me
Ye Qing withdrew from her room that afternoon. At that moment, Mi Yao felt that the world was really wonderful.
Picking up the half-drinked coffee at hand, Mi Yao began to design the prototype of the ring in high spirits.
The reason why she chose to become a jewelry designer is because Mi Yao really likes these things. Only when designing jewelry can her heart get a moment of peace.
Mi Yao promised Yun Shitian to design the first draft of the ring in three days. On the one hand, she wanted to leave here quickly. On the other hand, she had the confidence to finish it within three days.
At the beginning, her design was quite smooth, and she quickly created a rough outline of what the ring should have on the drawing paper, but when it came to detailed drawing, her mind turned out to be a rare blank.
It has been half an hour since the tip of the pen fell on the draft, but I just don't know where to write.
Mi Yao flicked his sore wrist, threw the pen on the table a little annoyed, and stood up.
As a jewelry designer, the most uncomfortable thing is lack of inspiration. In previous works, this kind of thing rarely happened to Mi Yao, but now...
Mi Yao sat behind the office chair, took off his glasses, and frowned.She needs to do something now, find some inspiration.
Half an hour later, Mi Yao appeared at the gate of the hotel in casual attire.
Instead of taking a taxi, she chose to walk out.
The streets in country M are not as crowded as those in China, and a small number of cars drive on the road in an orderly manner, and the sound of car horns can hardly be heard.
The streets are kept clean and tidy, and even the benches arranged for pedestrians to rest are so modest.
Mi Yao strolled leisurely, even a small grass or flower on the side of the road would make her stop for a long time.
Because the body has not fully recovered, Mi Yao finally couldn't hold on after walking for about an hour, and chose a bench to sit down and rest.
Drip!
The phone's message notification beeps.
Mi Yao took out the phone from the bag and opened it.
Mi Yao's expression darkened instantly when he saw the picture of the information received in the phone.
She frowned tightly, raised her eyelids and looked around, as if she was looking for something.
But apart from the pedestrians strolling in twos and threes, there were no suspicious or familiar figures.
Drip!
Another picture came through.
Now Mi Yao's complexion really became very ugly. It was a photo of her sitting on a bench, and from the perspective of the photo, it should be on her right back.
Mi Yao stood up quickly, turned to search, but still found nothing.
"Who the hell are you? Why are you following me?"
After Mi Yao typed a message on the phone, he sent it.
The first photo was about half an hour ago, when she squatted down to tease a stray dog.
So has someone been following her all the way in the dark?
Thinking of this, Mi Yao felt shuddering, and his whole body was full of defense, after all, he had just gone through the kidnapping incident.
Drip!
The bell rang again, but this time it was a message instead of a photo.
"Yaoyao, don't be nervous, I don't mean anything malicious, it's just that I'm not sure if you still want to see me?"
(End of this chapter)
Ye Qing withdrew from her room that afternoon. At that moment, Mi Yao felt that the world was really wonderful.
Picking up the half-drinked coffee at hand, Mi Yao began to design the prototype of the ring in high spirits.
The reason why she chose to become a jewelry designer is because Mi Yao really likes these things. Only when designing jewelry can her heart get a moment of peace.
Mi Yao promised Yun Shitian to design the first draft of the ring in three days. On the one hand, she wanted to leave here quickly. On the other hand, she had the confidence to finish it within three days.
At the beginning, her design was quite smooth, and she quickly created a rough outline of what the ring should have on the drawing paper, but when it came to detailed drawing, her mind turned out to be a rare blank.
It has been half an hour since the tip of the pen fell on the draft, but I just don't know where to write.
Mi Yao flicked his sore wrist, threw the pen on the table a little annoyed, and stood up.
As a jewelry designer, the most uncomfortable thing is lack of inspiration. In previous works, this kind of thing rarely happened to Mi Yao, but now...
Mi Yao sat behind the office chair, took off his glasses, and frowned.She needs to do something now, find some inspiration.
Half an hour later, Mi Yao appeared at the gate of the hotel in casual attire.
Instead of taking a taxi, she chose to walk out.
The streets in country M are not as crowded as those in China, and a small number of cars drive on the road in an orderly manner, and the sound of car horns can hardly be heard.
The streets are kept clean and tidy, and even the benches arranged for pedestrians to rest are so modest.
Mi Yao strolled leisurely, even a small grass or flower on the side of the road would make her stop for a long time.
Because the body has not fully recovered, Mi Yao finally couldn't hold on after walking for about an hour, and chose a bench to sit down and rest.
Drip!
The phone's message notification beeps.
Mi Yao took out the phone from the bag and opened it.
Mi Yao's expression darkened instantly when he saw the picture of the information received in the phone.
She frowned tightly, raised her eyelids and looked around, as if she was looking for something.
But apart from the pedestrians strolling in twos and threes, there were no suspicious or familiar figures.
Drip!
Another picture came through.
Now Mi Yao's complexion really became very ugly. It was a photo of her sitting on a bench, and from the perspective of the photo, it should be on her right back.
Mi Yao stood up quickly, turned to search, but still found nothing.
"Who the hell are you? Why are you following me?"
After Mi Yao typed a message on the phone, he sent it.
The first photo was about half an hour ago, when she squatted down to tease a stray dog.
So has someone been following her all the way in the dark?
Thinking of this, Mi Yao felt shuddering, and his whole body was full of defense, after all, he had just gone through the kidnapping incident.
Drip!
The bell rang again, but this time it was a message instead of a photo.
"Yaoyao, don't be nervous, I don't mean anything malicious, it's just that I'm not sure if you still want to see me?"
(End of this chapter)