Chapter 50

In the early morning, when several wisps of golden sunshine rise from the Far East, pass through layers of clouds and shine on the earth, a new day has come.

At Dixuan international headquarters in the center of the imperial capital, ye Chen stood in front of the gate of Dixuan and looked up at the international building with more than 50 floors. The word "international" is not blowing. Dixuan international in the business world can be said to dominate the economic lifeline of China. They can easily cut off the economy of China!

Its power is spread all over the world's major cities, but also cloth merchants, politics and military. It can be said that the strength of Xuanyuan family is spread all over all aspects of power, and its status is very high.

Ye Chen looked up at the building and said nothing for a long time. He didn't know what to say or what to sigh.

At this time, a $1.3 million mass production sports car silbey stopped a few meters away in front of the door. At the same time, Dixuan international saw the sports car appear. A young man in a suit and white gloves came out of the door of the company and hurried to the door.

Then, a woman came out of the car. Although she was nearly 40 years old, she looked like a 25-year-old goddess of youth. Her skin was whiter than those women in their twenties. She wore fashionable and decent light black ol professional women's clothes, coupled with her calm and cold eyes. I don't know how many men were fascinated.

"Mr. Luo! Good morning!" the young man who ran out of the company greeted the woman respectfully.

The woman nodded in response and handed the car key to the young man. Then, the young man opened the door, started the sports car and drove to the company parking lot.

The woman walked forward with light clouds, but when she wanted to enter the gate of Dixuan international, a big bouquet appeared in front of the woman. It was not a rose, nor a blue witch, nor any other flower, but a flower on the other side of the river that was said to grow at the junction of yin and Yang.

The woman was stunned, even the security guard at the door and mm at the front desk.

"This... What's going on? Someone wants to pursue president Luo? Doesn't he know that president Luo is married? And he can be his mother at any age."

"Who told us to be born beautiful and capable? Although we are close to 40, we still look like twenty-five or six years old. I'm jealous."

"Yes, everything is good. Unfortunately, her son is a playboy."

"Who says not? Sleep during the day and nightclubs at night."

"Hey, look at the flowers that the handsome guy sent. It's the flowers on the huangquan road - the flowers on the other side!"

"Really, what does that handsome guy mean? Is he pursuing or cursing us to die early?"

"This man is really wonderful. What's wrong with sending flowers to the other side? I've seen a good play."

People saw this scene and talked about it one after another.

....

The woman reacted, turned her head slightly, and saw a beautiful man with an expressionless face. At the same time, the latter also exuded a faint cold, like a gas field that refuses people thousands of miles away.

"Hello, what can I do for you? Besides, why do you send flowers to the other bank? Don't you know why it is the other bank flowers?" the woman's words are as sweet as silver bells, which makes people intoxicated.

"Luo Wushuang, Luo Da president, do you know the words of flowers on the other side?" Ye Chen's words were neither cold nor hot, nor any expression.

"I admit that I have received a lot of flowers and gifts in my life. You send flowers to the other side, which is really different, but if you want to attract my attention to you, I'm sorry, you can leave. The means of children are useless to me." Luo Wushuang's cold beautiful eyes fell on Ye Chen, as if he wanted to see through the man in front of him, but unfortunately, She can't see anything.

"Sad memory, its flower language." Ye Chen is still expressionless, and the flower language says coldly, "I haven't seen you for eight years, but you're still so beautiful."

Ye Chen's words contained a trace of sigh.

Four eyes are opposite. In Luo Wushuang's eyes, the man in front of her seems ordinary, but she seems to see a world, a cold and emotionless world through Ye Chen's eyes.

Why do I feel like I have been similar to that young man, as if he is my old friend, but why can't I think of who she is, and why do I feel a wonderful touch

"It seems that you have really forgotten me, president Luo da. After eight years, I have come back. I have come back, who was once regarded by you as the most failed work in your life." in Ye Chen's faint words, with a tone of self mockery.

Once you regarded me as the most failed work in your life, I came back... You are the most failed work in my life... Boom~

At the moment, Luo Wushuang's mind seemed to fall a bolt from the blue. His face suddenly stopped. He looked at Ye Chen blankly. Da Da high heels collided with the expensive porcelain surface. Luo Wushuang subconsciously retreated a few steps, and his eyes were full of infinite shock and disbelief. The ruddy strongest kept trembling, "are you... Xuan... Xuanyuanling?"

Ye Chen looked at Luo Wushuang's surprised face and said calmly, "am I scary? Or am I surprised? My former mother?"

The expression on Luo Wushuang's pretty face was constantly changing. The jade hand covered his lips. His rigid body was like being split by thunder. He was numb and almost out of control. Ye Chen's words turned Luo Wushuang's calm brain into a mass of paste.

"Don't be so afraid." Ye Chen's indifferent words made people feel neither a trace of temperature nor a trace of anger. Then he slowly raised a hand and stroked the flawless pretty face of luowushuang: "for eight years, the power of years has not left any footprints on your cheeks. You are still as beautiful and moving as you were then."

For ye Chen's touch, she did not reject or open Ye Chen's palm, because she could not find a reason to refuse the man in front of her. Facing Ye Chen, she didn't know what to say. Her throat seemed to be blocked by something at the moment, making her speechless.

She understands. Now she understands why Ye Chen sent flowers on the other side instead of other flowers. Sad memories. For ye Chen, his memories have been from the twelve years after she was three years old

The intimacy between the two seemed like a couple of lovers separated for several years looking back and meeting each other.

"Wow! That handsome guy has a good way to pick up girls. He even got the well-known Luo Zong in our imperial capital."

"It's so handsome. If he could touch me like that, I guess I would be sweet."

"Boy, let us go and let me come."

"Alas, is that boy a newcomer to the imperial capital? I don't know what kind of expression he will have when he knows that we Luo Zong are already parents?"

"I think this boy is unlucky. He dares to fall in love with us in public... The Xuanyuan family doesn't know what will happen..."

"I'm curious. Why didn't Luo always slap the boy?"

"You ask me, I ask who to go?"

"It doesn't seem like a place to talk. Do you know where?" asked Ye Chen. After eight years away from his hometown, he has forgotten about it. Like a tourist, he is a stranger without a guide. At the same time, he has no emotional fluctuations in the face of his former mother, It seems that what you see is a shareholder you haven't seen for many years.

"HMM." Luo Wushuang responded and nodded. At the same time, he still can't believe that his son who had abandoned for eight years came back

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A cafe.

"Do you hate?" Luo Wushuang knew that what she said was superfluous. After thinking for a long time, she came up with these three words.

"Hate? Do you think I came back for revenge?" Ye Chen drank a mouthful of pure water and said faintly "I don't hate anyone, and I don't hate what you have done to me. If you want to blame me, you can only blame my bad life. My life doesn't exist for revenge, so I'm no different from the puppet. I just want to pay off my debt."

In the face of falling without frost, ye Chen may just pay off his debt, but for others, it is debt collection.

"You come back to pay the debt?" Luo Wushuang didn't understand. She doesn't know what ye Chen's words mean.

"Although I don't want to admit it, you are the one who will give birth to me in October. Whether I admit it or not, it's a fact. I owe you. I'll return it to you now." Ye Chen explained faintly.

He didn't exist for revenge. Otherwise, as early as eight years ago, he had absolute strength and power to wipe out the Xuanyuan family from the world, because he knew that revenge could not change anything. Would he be happy even if he destroyed the Xuanyuan family? Will he be happy? Can the pain in his heart be cured? No.