After re-entering South Korean writer Bai Lan, this time Bai Lan's information appeared. The information provided by Liu Haiyu was pretty much the same, and Xu Chunliang strongly suspected he got it from Baidu.
Xu Chunliang didn't find many suspicious points. By rights, a popular female writer shouldn't have any designs on him, but her popularity seemed to be limited to the Peninsula.
The next morning, when Xu Chunliang was getting ready to drive to class, he found that all four tires were flat. Xu Chunliang was so frustrated; the tires were slashed. Who did he offend?
Xu Chunliang could only choose to take a cab. At this time, Bai Lan appeared, smiling at Xu Chunliang: "Morning, what a coincidence! You weren't waiting for me here, were you?"
Xu Chunliang pointed at his car: "Tires were slashed."
Bai Lan glanced at it sympathetically, offering to give him a ride. Xu Chunliang wanted to decline, but Bai Lan insisted she wanted to express her gratitude.
