"So, Professor Jiang, take a look into my heart and tell me what I'm thinking?" Chen Er deliberately retorted to Jiang Cong. She gathered her emotions, put on a playful smile.
"It's very simple." Jiang Cong instantly closed the distance between them. "You're thinking about me."
Chen Er: "???" What should I do when the person I like flirts with me every day? Online, urgent!
Jiang Cong tapped Chen Er's forehead lightly. "The car's here. Let's go."
A black business car stopped in front of them. The well - trained driver started loading the suitcases into the trunk. Chen Er took a glance at the license plate and roughly guessed their current location.
In the car, Jiang Cong looked out of the window, keeping a proper distance from Chen Er. His long and strong fingers caressed his chin. Since the car window was tinted, Jiang Cong only needed to pay a little attention to notice Chen Er stealing glances at him.
"Am I good - looking?" Jiang Cong suddenly asked, which caught Chen Er, who was drinking water, off - guard. Chen Er coughed so hard that tears were about to come out. With a constipated look on her face, she asked, "Are you on the wrong medication? Have you been replaced? Isn't this supposed to be my question for you?"
Jiang Cong let out an "oh" in confusion, with the corners of his mouth curving up. "If I'm not good - looking, why have you been staring at me?"
Chen Er was rendered speechless. After a while, perhaps not willing to be outdone, Chen Er fluttered her long and curly eyelashes. In a sweet and coquettish tone, she said, "Jiang Cong, where are we going? I'm so scared~"
Jiang Cong saw through that Chen Er was deliberately speaking to him in such a coquettish tone. The driver secretly sized up this strange pair sitting in the back seat through the rear - view mirror.
"Ahem." Jiang Cong coughed, which made the driver withdraw his inquisitive look. The driver quickly straightened up and didn't dare to be distracted anymore.
Jiang Cong retracted his imposing gaze and turned to look at the culprit who was pretending to be innocent. He was actually quite happy that the little girl was no longer keeping him at arm's length.
But it didn't mean that he would be in a passive position. Jiang Cong gave a mysterious smile with his deep eyes. "Call me good brother, and I'll tell you."
Chen Er's face flushed bright red. She was a giant in words but a dwarf in actions. "I... I won't! I know where we are. Aren't we in Binhai?"
Chen Er put on an air of having seen through everything and then added, "I noticed the license plate before I got in the car. The fact that this car could pick us up so accurately means it's a local car. And you must know the driver! Have you been here before?"
Jiang Cong raised his eyebrows in surprise. He always knew that Chen Er was intelligent, but he didn't expect that she could observe so many things in just the ten - odd minutes from getting off the plane to getting in the car.
His thoughts drifted back to the scene when they went to the place where Sheng Qingqiu was killed. At that time, Jiang Cong and Chen Er were just strangers who had been brought together by a case.
Jiang Cong had analyzed the location of the first crime scene based on the clues at the scene. Although Ji Pei had tried to cover them up, there were still traces to be found.
What about Chen Er? Had she reached the conclusion before he spoke up to solve the mystery?
Sensing Jiang Cong's inquisitive look, Chen Er became even more relaxed and natural. Having been with Jiang Cong for so long, she knew that if he really wanted to study her, he wouldn't stare at her so openly.
He was just surprised by the abilities she had deliberately hidden before.
Soon, Jiang Cong's words confirmed Chen Er's guess.
"You'd already seen the clues when we went to the crime scene, right?" Jiang Cong asked straightforwardly without beating around the bush.
Chen Er nodded and gave a lazy smile. "In your eyes, I'm just a high - school student. If I showed that I knew too much, I would have been more deeply suspected by Yang Heng at that time. You know I hate trouble."
These words were half - true and half - false, but combined with Chen Er's natural statement, Jiang Cong believed her explanation.
Whether it was true or not, the case of Sheng Qingqiu was over, and the real culprit had committed suicide. There was no point in dwelling on these things.
"Mr. Jiang, we're here." After being reminded by Jiang Cong, the driver had completely pretended to be deaf and dumb. Finally, when he drove the car to the destination, he said as if he had been granted amnesty.
Jiang Cong replied in a familiar tone. "Okay, as usual, put it on the account first."
The driver readily responded. "Okay, Mr. Jiang. I wish you and your girlfriend a pleasant journey."
Jiang Cong was pleased by the word "girlfriend" from the driver. He generously took out a few hundred - yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to the driver. "There's a reward for those who can talk."
Chen Er pursed her lips silently. When would she be able to spend money like water like Jiang Cong? People really couldn't be compared.
Jiang Cong walked to the front desk, reported his name, and then handed a room card to Chen Er.
Chen Er looked at the room card that Jiang Cong had stuffed into her hand and the one in Jiang Cong's hand. Her expression instantly became playful.
When they were alone in the elevator, Jiang Cong said, "Your expression just now made me think you were regretting something. So, do you really want to share a room with me?"
Chen Er wasn't embarrassed at being exposed. She replied generously, "Yes, and a presidential suite would be enough. You can sleep in the master bedroom. I'll just make do in the secondary bedroom."
Jiang Cong watched the numbers on the elevator changing as it ascended, with his hands in his pockets. "Most gentlemen aren't as pure - minded as Liu Xiahui when facing the person they like. You're still young. Let's talk about it when you grow up."
Chen Er: "..." Fine, you win.
The elevator door opened. Jiang Cong accompanied Chen Er to her room. "First, unpack your stuff. I'll come and call you for dinner later. The local specialties here are quite good."
Just as Chen Er was about to use the room card to open the door, she suddenly asked, "Have you been here many times before?" Otherwise, why would the driver be so familiar with him?
"Yeah, many times. The seaside scenery here is nice, and it's not far from Beijing. Sometimes when I'm on leave, I'll come here." Jiang Cong didn't hide it. In fact, when he was troubled, he liked to go to a place where no one knew him.
Jiang Cong had been to Binhai once and fell in love with this place ever since. It wasn't that the scenery in Binhai was extremely beautiful or there was something particularly attractive about it.
Jiang Cong just regarded this place, the sea that carried his past troubles, as a place where he could rest and recharge after being tired of flying.