The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

She narrowed her eyes and thought for a moment.

The young lady was coming from the exhibition area.

Normally, people who come to attend exhibitions will either dress up carefully or bring items related to the exhibition.

But this young lady had nothing in her hands, and her behavior was strange.

Thinking about the various strange things about the car, Yin Yaoshan became even more confused.

Although she couldn't be sure whether they went to the exhibition, these two people were like a fog that made her want to find out.

"But maybe I'm just overthinking it." Yin Yaoshan shook her head, trying to get rid of these strange thoughts, and continued to eat the pancake.

But that strange feeling seemed to have taken root and could not be driven away.

She couldn't help but think about it again.

If the young lady was here to attend the exhibition, why didn't the driver just drop her off near the venue and then park?

Or come pick her up when the time comes?

However, I can't be sure that she was going to attend the exhibition.

After all, I've only seen her twice, and although the only possible place she went to both times was the exhibition, I can't be sure that she really went to the exhibition.

Maybe she is just the owner of a small stall, or the owner's relative?

Yin Yaoshan pursed her lips and was silent for a while, then thought: "But her temperament is totally incompatible with the vendors' stalls..."

Even if they are relatives, it doesn't make sense.

The young lady had a serious expression, moved quickly, and had a sharp look in her eyes.

Yin Yaoshan couldn't help but shiver just thinking back to the look she had just exchanged with her.

How could anyone have such sharp eyes?

Even if the other person is a little unhappy because you are staring at him, it is understandable that his eyes are sharp.

But that's too sharp.

A thought popped up in Yin Yaoshan’s mind: “That look is like a knife.”

Yin Yaoshan couldn't help but pursed her lips, thinking to herself, these two people are really weird.

But if they're really weird...

A bold idea suddenly flashed through her mind, and Yin Yaoshan boldly imagined, what if they were dangerous people?

But as soon as this thought came to her mind, she comforted herself, what does this have to do with me?

I'm just a passerby.

I looked ordinary and posed no threat to them.

Besides, whether they are in danger is just my own groundless speculation.

should......

perhaps......

fine?

Right?

Are you okay...

Yin Yaoshan kept repeating in her heart: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. I am a lucky person with good fortune. The lucky star is protecting me. All evil will stay away and good luck will last forever."

While muttering to himself, he stuffed a big bite of pancake into his mouth, as if this could make him feel more at ease.

"Good fortune and peace always accompany you, and evil spirits and evil spirits stay away."

As if she had grasped some kind of psychological comfort, she couldn't help but recite a few more sentences.

"Good fortune follows me, and good luck comes like waves. The evil wind and turbid waves all retreat, and I have a lucky star to shine on me."

After reading it several times, she felt that the inexplicable tension in her heart seemed to ease a little.

Yin Yaoshan stopped mumbling like Tang Monk chanting sutras, took a long breath, tried hard to drive those messy thoughts out of his mind, and then concentrated on eating the pancake.

Why think so much? I still have to continue visiting the exhibition in the afternoon.