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Luo Xingyu drove away from the Mingyue Clubhouse with Han Jingyi, but after a while, he faintly felt that someone might be following them.
He wasn't certain, but he was worried that they really were being followed.
He opened up the navigation and picked a road with relatively heavy traffic in the hopes of losing whoever was tailing him by blending into the flow.
But he didn't know if it was good or bad luck—just a few minutes after he turned into this segment of the road, a car accident happened ahead, effectively jamming up what had been a smooth thoroughfare.
He had no choice but to stop.
Then he quietly observed the rear.
Fortunately, the car that had been following him did not come this way.
He couldn't help doubting whether he had been overthinking it.
The road was congested, and a traffic accident was still being dealt with up ahead. Luo Xingyu glanced at Han Jingyi, who seemed to be waking up in the passenger seat, and started to get increasingly restless.