Chapter 773

In the next few days, Xing Ye often ran to the capital of Huadu.

He tried his best to be a good father, but Yuxuan refused. Not to mention that the child already has the godfather of Sheng Yilun, just for Xing Ye's unruly style of conduct, Yuxuan will never let him be the godfather of the child.

Teach me what to do if it's broken.

"Sister-in-law, Li Shao and I have been friends for more than ten years. The position of godfather," with a touch of unclear meaning, Xing Ye recalled a touch of evil smile, "looking at the whole Shencheng, who should I be?"

Men have long and narrow eyes, high nose, sharp lower jaw, evil and arrogant side face, and their gestures are full of charm that makes women scream. Cool thin lips with a cigarette, smoke owl, face almost flirtatious, "sister-in-law, how do you think about it?"

Yuxuan glanced at his peerless expression and frowned. She still refused, "Chengyi has a godfather. There's no need for another one."

"Shit, who robbed me of my title?" Xing Ye's eyes were stained with a trace of darkness, and he directly burst out rude words.

Yuxuan still looked light, took a sip of tea on the table, "you know, the young master of Sheng family."

Hearing this, Xing Ye was shocked for a moment and coughed with whisky just entering his throat.

I didn't expect it to be him, Sheng Yilun.

Xing Ye is very persistent about being a small powerful Godfather. He can't grind hard in Yuxuan. He is silent in Li Beichen. Finally, he simply went to Sheng's group to find Sheng Yilun.

Similarly, the arrogant and arrogant men stand tall and awe inspiring in front of the French windows.

Xing Ye's bony fingertips burned a cigarette and the thick fog vomited out, "no, how about a racing car?"

His hands were obliquely inserted in his black pants pocket. Sheng Yilun smiled wildly, wantonly and domineering, "you can't win me." Allblack's aura is naturally cynical, but it is born with dignity and domineering. It is incisively and vividly.

"How do you know if you don't try?" His whole body was cold. Xing Ye stretched out her hand and pinched out the spark of the cigarette end.

The 45 million Aston Martin and the glittering McLaren P1 are soaring in power under the dazzling neon lights of the city all night. The sound that captures people's hearts and souls is entrenched in the city that never sleeps in pursuit of stimulation.

The race track of the car has spread to the mountain road on the coast. The two arrogant sports cars are shining brightly. In the roar of the cool motor, they gallop and soar, "Zhi --"

The sharp brake sound cut through the thick night and suddenly turned 360 degrees to stop.

Sheng Yilun threw up the door and was naturally domineering. In front of the vast sea, he swaggered incisively and vividly, "Xing Shao, willing to admit defeat."

"Oh, OK." Stepping off the driver's seat, he just drove fast. At the moment, Xing Ye feels that his hands loosening the steering wheel are still numb.

Two equally tall and straight men leaned loosely against the car body. In the dark night, cold and crazy.

Xing Ye lit another cigarette, slowly smoked it, felt the cold taste, and then spit it out. There was a layer of demon on his evil face. He asked, "are you busy these days?"

"Me?" Sheng Yilun gently pulled the corners of his mouth and put his hands in his trouser pockets. "He's not busy, but squatting at home and forced marriage."

"Forced marriage?" Xing Ye frowned at him coldly, snuffled out the cigarette in his hand and sneered, "don't like it, why do you want to get married?"