There were more than a dozen top-spec Land Rovers parked outside the crew, all of which were black. Because that guy only likes black and camouflage.
But in front of those dozen or so black cars, there was a very dazzling red Sylbert parked.
That's hers.
One of her favorite cars ever.
That Silbe was not only a sports car, it was also a snowmobile. The wide wheels and low body allow it to ride freely on snow and ice.
Except for the Maybach concept car named "Magic", she thinks that there is no other car that can compare with it.
But at the moment it was being ridden by the man.
Inexplicably just a wave of anger.
Why didn't I think of driving the car directly into the room
Seeing Jing Qian coming out, the man's bodyguard immediately stepped forward and said respectfully to Jing Qian: "Miss Jing, our husband is waiting for you in the car."
"knew."
Before the bodyguard could say "please", Jing Qian walked towards the red Silva with a cold face.
bodyguard:…
This is the savior
How do you feel like an enemy
Jing Qian walked up to Silbei and stood still, and the two bodyguards in front of the car door stepped aside immediately.
Jing Qian didn't reach out to pull the doorknob, because it couldn't be opened. This car has been modified by her, and she enters the door with her face.
Soon, the car door was opened from the inside, and the bodyguard at the door bowed and said, "Miss Jing, please come in."
In the car, the man was sitting in the driver's seat. Although he didn't stand up, the figure that almost filled the entire seat was enough to prove the man's tall, straight and slender figure.
What is incompatible with the supercar is that the man is wearing a meticulously ironed black suit, and the shirt of the same color shows his mature and stable aura.
The tall and straight bridge of the nose with smooth lines looks beyond perfect proportions from the side. Jing Qian looked into the pair of shattered starry eyes from the side of the man.
He is a little thinner than before.
Some sunken eye sockets accentuate his profile.
His eyes are of the narrow and long type, but they are not small. Instead, each stroke has a thick and colorful depth.
The moment the eagle-like eyes that used to be resolute saw her, a rare blur overflowed.
His fingers are slender and fair, with well-defined joints. At this moment, she was gently rubbing the steering wheel, and the goosebumps on Jing Qian's body slowly stood up one by one.
Undoubtedly, the man haggard a lot.
Is it because of her
But how much gratitude and liking she had for this man in the past, how much loathing and hatred for this man later.
The two just looked at each other.
Now reborn, there is no like or hate.
He didn't recognize himself anyway. To him, she was a stranger.
And she, too.
"Who are you? What do you want from me?"
Seeing that Du Yanzheng was silent, Jing Qian spoke first.
If she had known that this man would come to her with such a big fanfare, she would not have saved the old man back then.
trouble!
Du Yanzheng looked at the girl standing in front of his car door very casually, with a hint of impatience in her eyes.
Her facial features are very beautiful.
Beautiful to the extreme.
The slightly thick eyebrows, which are not considered slender, make her look like a gentle rabbit, but the innate temperament makes her linger with a faint heroic spirit.
Her eyelashes are densely curled, her eyes are deep, the corners of her eyes are curved down, and the ends of her eyes are raised with a touch of charm.
Typical peach blossom eyes.
(end of this chapter)