She had always been a person with limited patience. If Shen Qingqing and Chen Yuan weren't here, she would have walked past whoever was in the way.
Fu Ge stared at the girl in front. She had pale skin, dazzling eyes, and the black and white color scheme looked simple and generous. Her eyes were dark as ink, and her eyelashes were curled up. Everyone could see her unwilling attitude, but her body seemed mysterious, attracting people's attention.
Even if she had a bad attitude towards him, Fu Ge still failed to look away from her and became more and more attracted to her. "I have something for you."
On the side of the road, the black Phaeton stopped quietly under the shadow of the tree.
The man sitting in the back of the car lifted his long legs and leaned there, holding a mobile phone in one hand with a lazy expression. His eyelashes just covered the emotions in his eyes, making it impossible to spy on what he was thinking at this moment.
"Go back in a few days... Around the third... Mm-hm... I'm not sure about the details yet."
His voice was as low as a drum beat on the human heart.
"... I'll contact you when I arrive."
At Ye Mansion in Beijing, an old man with a white beard and hair stood wearing a Chinese tunic suit with a straight back. His eyes showed a prestigious look. While on a phone call, his solemn face showed a rare
expression of anger, and he looked extremely gloomy.
"You bastard, when are you coming back? I think you don't want to come back because you're indulging in pleasure! Chen Chen hasn't called me lately."
Ye Wangchuan listened to the roaring on the phone, and his thin lips curled up. He casually said, "You can call him if you want, he won't ignore your calls."
There were unfinished words inside.
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