Secret Marriage - L.K Adaptation

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556. He Was my man

She subconsciously looked at the man beside her. Mu Jungkook had knitted his brow tightly when heard this name.

Li Lisa opened her mouth. Just as she was about to speak, the car tilted again.

The friction of the tyres against the road produced a shrill screech.

There weren't many cars on the highway at this time of the day.

However, the way Mu Jungkook's car was ripping down the road gave the other drivers a fright and they avoided him.

What made it even more eye-catching, was that not only was this military green Hummer going at full gallop, there was also a black SUV following closely
behind.

It wasn't going any slower than the Hummer.

"Shi Taeyong?" Mu Jungkook finally spoke. His expression was slightly tense. "You know him?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the rear view mirror.

Through it, she saw the black SUV pursuing them relentlessly.

Li Lisa's eyes were sharp and she shouted, "To the left!"

Mu Jungkook glanced at her, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards the left fork.

At the end of the fork was a T-junction.

There was a shortcut to the T-junction.

After the Hummer drove into the fork in the road, the driver of the black SUV stared at the disappearing military green Hummer and laughed aloud.

Acting immediately, he made the prompt decision to follow behind and entered the shortcut.

The one way shortcut was very narrow and its width could only accommodate a small private car.

However, after entering, Shi Taeyong suddenly realized that he had been tricked.

Sure enough, when he drove out of the T junction, there was no trace of the military-green Hummer.

Shi Taeyong's face darkened and he drove back in
the opposite direction.

As predicted, the military-green Hummer had already gone the opposite way. Flashing arrogantly, it sped off and turned into a dark shadow, disappearing into the night.

"Damn it!" Shi Taeyong slammed the steering wheel angrily.

As Shi Taeyong cursed, a laughter came from the
back seat. It spoke in fluent English with a pure new York accent. "It's Mu indeed, recognizing you so
quickly."

"How did you know?" Shi Taeyong was upset and pulled out his cigarette box. "Damn it, I almost surpassed him!"

"It's my, after all." Mi Lang leaned back casually in his seat. "You're from his army, do you think you can beat your superior? You must be dreaming."

Smoking his cigarette, Shi Taeyong started on the way home, somewhat deflated. On hearing the other man's words, he smiled and exhaled a puff of cigarette smoke. Staring ahead, he said in a dismal tone, "Yeah, how can we compare? We can't compare."

Mi Lang smiled, but his eyes were fixed on the rear
view mirror, studying Shi Taeyong's expression and taking a measure of the man.

Then reaching for a cigarette, mi Lang warned,

"Don't forget who caused the plight you're in today."

Shi Taeyong looked at Mi Lang coldly. "It's not as though you're a good person either."