Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

Following the driver's pointing, Qin Shu and Mo Han looked at the passengers in the back seat at the same time.

It was a woman with a mask and sunglasses on her face, wearing a turtleneck and wrapping herself tightly.

Qin Shu raised his index finger and tapped on the car window, "This friend, you followed me all the way, won't you come down and say hello?"

The woman turned her head slowly, and looked at Qin Shu through the sunglasses.

The next moment, she opened the car door and got out.

Qin Shu took a step back to avoid being hit by the car door.

Mo Han subconsciously protected Qin Shu behind him, tensed his muscles defensively, and was ready to strike at any time.

The woman stood in front of Qin Shu, the aura emanating from her body made Qin Shu's heart skip a beat, and a flash of clarity flashed across her eyes.

But she was not in a hurry to talk to the woman first, but said to the frightened taxi driver: "This is none of your business, you can go."

After finishing speaking, he took out a 50 yuan note from his wallet and handed it to the driver.

"This is the fare, I paid it for her."

The taxi driver and the woman were stunned at the same time.

The driver didn't dare to reach out to pick up the money. Seeing this, Mo Han stuffed the money into the car and said impatiently, "Hurry up and leave with the money."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to signal the van blocking the alley to get out of the way.

The driver came to his senses all of a sudden, nodded his thanks again and again, kicked the gas pedal, reversed the car and left quickly.

Only then did Qin Shu look at the woman in front of him, and pointed out directly: "Are you from the Youlan clan?"

As soon as these words came out, even Mo Han was a little surprised and looked at the woman twice more.

"As expected of the person recognized by the holy stone, I can tell my identity at a glance."

The woman laughed at herself, took off her sunglasses and mask, revealing an ordinary and unfamiliar face.

This is a middle-aged woman in her 40s, with a sallow complexion, deep dark circles and fine lines in her eye sockets, she looks overworked, and the unignorable Sichuan-shaped lines between her eyebrows make people feel that she is very anxious.

While Qin Shu was looking at the other party, the other party was also staring at her intently, his yellow eyes rolling slightly.

"Why are you following me?" Qin Shu asked straight to the point.

"I just want to see what kind of person the leader of our Youlan clan is."

Qin Shu said lightly, "I'm not the patriarch."

"Not the patriarch? The holy stone has already identified you, and, haven't you been appointed as an agent? If you are not the patriarch, how can you be in charge of this matter?"

The woman obviously believed that Qin Shu was the patriarch, but she did not let go of her guard against Qin Shu.

She glanced at the tall Mo Han and the few subordinates behind him, and knew that she was at a disadvantage.

Looking back at Qin Shu, his tone was cold, "I ask you, why did you suddenly announce the restoration of the Youlan clan? What are you and Gong Hongxu planning?"

Just as Qin Shu was about to speak, he noticed that the online car-hailing driver was still nearby, paying attention to what was going on here with his ears pricked up.

She said to the woman: "This is not something that can be explained in one or two sentences. Let's sit down and talk slowly in another place."

As he spoke, he pointed to the black van at the entrance of the alley.

The woman didn't move, her eyes were clearly guarded.

Mo Han sneered expressionlessly: "If Miss Qin wants to do something to you, with us here, do you think you can escape?"

The expression on the woman's face became more and more tense.

Qin Shu quickly smiled and said, "He scares you. I believe that you, as a member of the Youlan tribe, follow me because you care about this matter, and you have no malicious intentions. That's why I want to have a good talk with you."

Her words were very sincere, the woman's expression eased a little, and she nodded slowly.