Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me
Chapter 503: Is This Morning Sickness? (1)

Chapter 503: Chapter 503: Is This Morning Sickness? (1)

"Alright, then let’s call the police." Bai Lingyun tossed the phone to her, "Help me dial."

"I can just call for you." It would be such a hassle for her to hold his phone, and what if she got distracted and ended up in a car accident?

Bai Lingyun shrugged indifferently, "Suit yourself, I just want to erase your traces as much as possible."

"I’ll hold it, you talk!" She decided resolutely this time.

The call connected, and as Lu Wanwan checked the rearview mirror, she listened to Bai Lingyun speak.

"Hello, it’s like this. I am Bai Lingyun..."

"Hey, wait a minute." Lu Wanwan suddenly pulled at him, "That car’s gone, it turned around!"

"Hmm? Officer, please hold on for a moment." Bai Lingyun glanced over and also found it a bit incredible.

The car that had been closely following us just made a U-turn at the spot and drove off really fast, not showing any reluctance.

"It really left..." He murmured, puzzled, "What’s going on?"

Apparently, the person on the other end had some opinions, and he responded somberly, "No need, officer. Someone was secretly following my car for quite a while, and I was worried it was a crazy brain-dead fan. But now they’re not following anymore, I’m really sorry."

Lu Wanwan listened to him talking properly.

"Hang up."

She took back the phone and saw it indeed had been hung up.

"At the end, they also said ’psycho.’" Bai Lingyun slowed down the car and narrowed his eyes, "What number did you dial?"

"110!"

"...No wonder we were taken for psychos. Actually, I have the police chief’s number saved."

She wouldn’t know all that.

But calling 110 and saying you’re a big star being tracked by fans, it’s not surprising to be considered a psycho.

At least this strange chase that started bizarrely had also ended weirdly.

"Here’s your phone." She breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe it really was one of your deranged fans stalking you, who asked you to be so careless today."

"Having a brain-dead fan who can drive this well isn’t bad either." He didn’t take the phone back, "Wait a second, help me out first. Post a tweet for me."

"Ah?"

"I just want to prove that I’m not a psycho."

*

When Lu Wanwan got out of the car, she felt a bit dizzy.

It was like she suddenly walked from the clouds down to the ground, and her stomach was rolling a bit as well.

Not to mention the constant turning and stuffiness in the car, there was also the uninterrupted tension from start to finish.

"Are you alright?" Bai Lingyun didn’t immediately drive off, "Maybe you should go to the hospital."

Lu Wanwan waved her hand, almost begging him, "Just go away, I’ll need to go to the hospital if you don’t leave, I got scared into this state. If it turns out to be one of your deranged fans following me, I swear I won’t get in your car again."

Within the car window, the cool face behind sunglasses showed regret, "It was actually quite thrilling, don’t you think?"

"..." Can you not play such thrilling games on your own?

"Give me back my scarf." Lu Wanwan was about to leave when she suddenly remembered.

"Next time." The person in the car answered calmly, "I’ll use it to cover up when I get out of the car. See you later."

Right after saying that, the car window rolled up and then the car quickly drove away.

Lu Wanwan covered her stomach, wanting to stamp her foot in frustration, suffering from motion sickness for nothing, and now losing a scarf.

Looking at the taxis made her head spin, and realizing it wasn’t too far to her apartment, she simply decided to walk the rest of the way.

As soon as she got back, she collapsed on the sofa, not wanting to move an inch, and glanced at the time, it was already four in the afternoon.

Resting with her eyes closed, dozing off, she vaguely heard the door open but was too lazy to open her eyes.