The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 179: Chi Yu Couldn’t Escape Danger

The news of Chi Yu going to Yanjing reached Wen Bo from Yi Shu. So when Chi Yu plans to come back, this piece of information could also pass from Yi Shu to Wen Bo.

She couldn’t blame Yi Shu for being careless; it was Wen Bo’s maneuver, unrelated to Yi Shu.

Gu Yuan told Yi Shu, "I’m telling you now, Chi Yu will come back in a couple of days, don’t contact him, let him finish his business."

Yi Shu was stunned, "...Huh?"

"Don’t ’huh’ me, just do as I say, no need to ask too many questions." After explaining clearly, Gu Yuan hung up the call with Yi Shu.

Now it could be confirmed that Chi Yu was returning today.

The call couldn’t be connected just now, most likely because he was on the plane.

This guy really acts quickly; doesn’t return unless she looks for him personally. Once she reaches out, he comes back instantly. Could he truly be throwing a tantrum, waiting for her call?!

Thinking of this, Gu Yuan held her forehead, seemingly lost in thought.

Dao An noticed and asked, "President Gu, has Chi Yu already boarded the plane?"

"Yeah." Gu Yuan responded, then perked up, "You go arrange for a team of agile individuals, or hire some bodyguards if needed, and have them wait outside the Sui City International Airport to pick Chi Yu up. Make sure he’s picked up. Now I’ll go find Wen Bo. If I can’t find Wen Bo, I’ll go to the airport myself."

Clearly, Wen Bo was avoiding her. If they didn’t meet and talk, even if Chi Yu dodged this time, he might not be able to dodge it next time.

This was also for Chi Yu’s future safety.

After Gu Yuan left, Dao An started arranging what Gu Yuan had just instructed. The people from the security company were professional after all, so Dao An called the security company to hire some people.

Everything was arranged, now just waiting for the plane to land to pick up Chi Yu.

...

Chi Yu arrived early in Sui City.

At this point, Chi Yu didn’t call Yi Shu.

Alongside him coming to Sui City was Tu Kuan. Chi Yu didn’t bring anything, but Tu Kuan carried many cumbersome large and small luggage bags like on a trip.

Chi Yu wore a mask, pulled up his hoodie to cover his hairstyle, and oversized sunglasses to hide his eyes, all to avoid being easily recognized by passersby.

He stood at the luggage claim area, while Tu Kuan waited for the luggage.

The luggage came: one small suitcase, two large suitcases, three in total, all belonging to Tu Kuan, who brought a lot of stuff from the medical institution.

Tu Kuan took the luggage down and waved to Chi Yu, "Don’t just stand there, come over and lend a hand."

Chi Yu remained motionless, "I’m weak, no strength."

"..."

Tu Kuan chuckled bitterly, "That frail young master, just lend a hand."

Chi Yu, "Beg me."

Tu Kuan, "I beg you, Young Master Quan."

Chi Yu didn’t quite like the term but went over to lend a hand, pushing away the smallest twenty-inch suitcase.

Tu Kuan, "..."

Full of grievances with nowhere to vent.

Chi Yu booked the hotel; the car was hailed by Tu Kuan using the app, now parked with its hazard lights on. Tu Kuan pushed the luggage towards it, "Quan Jin, this is the one."

They got in the car.

Chi Yu sat alone in the back seat while Tu Kuan went to the passenger seat.

The ride to the hotel was about five or six kilometers. Around ten at night, there wasn’t much traffic. Tu Kuan admired the night view of Sui City, "Even though it’s my second time in Sui City, I must admit the night view rivals Yanjing’s. Look at that slender waist, truly a fine figure."

Chi Yu ignored him.

He took out his phone. It was on airplane mode during the flight, unable to receive messages and calls.

After turning off airplane mode and connecting to the internet, he scrolled through the screen casually. Beneath the mask and sunglasses, his face was unchanged. Whenever he thought of how Yuanyuan actively reached out to him today, asked Yi Shu for his number, and called him back, he couldn’t help but smile from time to time.

Like a fool.

Tu Kuan glanced back and, through the mask and sunglasses, could sense Chi Yu’s smile. Remembering he saw him smiling on the plane too, Tu Kuan, despite knowing asked anyway, "Did you win a few million in the lottery?"

Before Chi Yu could respond, the driver turned around to glance at Tu Kuan.

That look, as if a robber heard someone talking about their sudden fortune.

Tu Kuan sensed the driver’s hostility and explained, "I’m joking with my friend."

The driver silently refocused on the road, glancing at the man in the back seat through the rear-view mirror, then concentrating on driving without saying a word.

Tu Kuan politely inquired, "Driver, could you play some music for us?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The driver glanced at Tu Kuan, the expression on his face indescribably strange. Tu Kuan couldn’t quite take it. The driver replied, "Playing music distracts me from driving."

Hearing this, Tu Kuan chuckled awkwardly, "I’m sorry, won’t disturb your driving."

Chi Yu overheard the conversation between the front two. He lifted his gaze, but with the sunglasses and mask concealing his expression. He opened the only match-three game on his phone.

Purposely played the game sound aloud and opened the navigation map.

Tu Kuan heard the sound of the match-three game and turned back, "Are you playing match-three?"

Chi Yu, in a disinterested tone, admitted, "Hmm."

Tu Kuan, "Why didn’t you download a game of Gomoku? It’d be less tormenting this way during idle times."

Chi Yu’s gaze shifted from the phone screen, meeting Tu Kuan’s tease, and retorted coolly, "That every round of chess didn’t count towards your salary."

Tu Kuan, "..."

Alright, his skepticism was too baseless.

Tu Kuan closed his mouth like pulling an invisible zipper, staying quiet to not bother Chi Yu. He planned to rest straight away once reaching the hotel; flying was truly exhausting.

The journey was peaceful and uneventful.

The car drove two kilometers when the driver took on two more big men.

When the driver pulled over, Tu Kuan thought something was wrong, not expecting they were picking up more passengers and immediately protested, "We called a ride-share, not a taxi. Driver, this isn’t right."

The driver ignored Tu Kuan’s grievance, "It’s late at night, who wouldn’t want to earn a bit more, let’s understand each other."

Subsequently, Tu Kuan watched helplessly as two bulky men got into the car, one on each side, squeezing Chi Yu in the middle.

How could Chi Yu possibly bear such a tight squeeze?!

He signaled to get out immediately, yet the driver already locked the doors and started the engine.

When Chi Yu wanted to shout to stop, he suddenly felt something cold pressed against his back.

Chi Yu, "..."

As Tu Kuan turned his head to ask Chi Yu if they should switch cars, he saw Chi Yu’s calm eyes glaring at him.

When did Chi Yu remove his sunglasses and mask?

What was that look?

Annoyance?

Just as he intended to suggest switching cars, he saw Chi Yu’s mouth twitch abstractly, leaving Tu Kuan bewildered. After all, he was like an innocent little rabbit rarely straying from home. He asked, "Chi Yu, what’s with the mouth twitching?"