Chapter 813

When Bai Fanyu was gnashing his teeth and thinking about how to get Huo Mingwei, he heard someone calling him.

"Brother Bai, I'm here."

He turned his head and saw that a dandy in his twenties was coming towards him with a smile, and his face was a bit respectful and flattering.

"Izzy, how did you come? Don't you know I got off the plane at eleven?"

Bai Fanyu's face sank and said very displeased.

The young dandy who came here was Izzy, who had several fights with Zhang Ye, but failed. Especially the incident a while ago, it really scared him a little and made him realize that Zhang Ye is not easy to be provoked. He has been more honest these days.

But even so, he did not give up completely against Zhang Ye, but was waiting for an opportunity, and secretly checked Zhang Ye's affairs in the capital.

When Bai Fanyu called him yesterday, Izzie realized that the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally come.

"Brother Bai, I'm not to blame for this. There's no way to deal with the traffic jam on the road. You know what the traffic is like in Beijing." Yi Ziqi explained quickly.

"Well, Huaxia is really backward. I've gained a lot of experience in the past few years. If it wasn't for my family's need to let me come back, I would never want to go back to this damned country." Bai Fanyu said coldly.

"Yes, what brother Bai said is very good. What's good about this broken china? If the older generation didn't have to stay here, I would have wanted to go out for a long time."

Yi Ziqi nodded and ha Yao flattered, but he sneered in his heart.

Hum!

If it's not for Lao Tzu, I have to use you to deal with Zhang Ye. Who the hell is willing to deal with you, a thing that even our ancestors don't recognize.

Just when Yi Ziqi fakes Bai Fanyu, Zhang Ye has come to his sports car with Huo Mingwei's hand.

"Eh, Ono, is this your new car? It's a ghost sports car. It has good taste."

Huo Mingwei saw Zhang ye came to the sports car, immediately laughed and praised.

Er!

Zhang Ye shrugged helplessly and said, "how can you be the same as the demon moon? When she saw this car, she also said that my taste has improved. My taste is so bad."

"Hee hee, what do you think. Look at the clothes you wear, which one our sisters didn't choose for you. If you rely on your own eyes, I'm afraid you won't be a beggar. " Huo Mingwei said sarcastically with a smile.

“……”

Zhang Ye suddenly had no words.

He really has to admit that his vision and taste in wearing clothes and hats are different from those of his own women by more than one grade. I'm afraid the only woman he can surpass is Fang Zichen.

Keren's family, Fang Zichen, is only to repair the original mind, not to move external things.

In Fang Zichen's eyes, there is no difference between a dress of 10000 yuan and a dress of 100 yuan. Besides, people wear training clothes all year round. Zhang Ye has never seen her change other styles of clothes.

"Well, well, my good husband, let's go. Your taste is almost the same. It's just for our sisters to show their skills. If you're good at everything, then we're the vases of the family. " Huo Mingwei smiles and holds Zhang Ye's arm. It's hard to be coquettish.

"Hey, wife Mingwei, if you say that, my heart will be more balanced. What's more, you're right. You're responsible for being beautiful, and I'm responsible for making money to support my family. "

Zhang Ye said with a smile, but forgot that most of his money didn't seem to be earned by him.

With his own words, it is hard to say whether there is a billion yuan, let alone the value of more than 80 billion yuan.

Two people get on the car, Zhang Ye starts the car, soon merge into the traffic, and Huo Mingwei looks at the scenery outside the window, in the heart is also some emotion.

"No matter how good the outside world is, we still feel that China is the most cordial."

"That's natural. After all, Huaxia is our home and our root. No matter how good the outside world is, it's better than home." Zhang Yeli naturally said.

"Well, I think so, too. By the way, I've finished the small manor you asked me to buy. I'm sorry, my husband Huo Mingwei apologetically spit out tongue, but it is rare lovely.

"How much did it cost?" Zhang Ye didn't care how much it cost, just casually asked.

"One hundred million."

"Well? That's not much. "

Zhang Ye is a little surprised. He doesn't know what Huo Mingwei is thinking. A hundred million is nothing to him, and Huo Mingwei can't be worried about such a little money.

"I'm talking about pounds." Huo Mingwei added timidly.

"Oh, yes? Billion Chinese dollars? "

Zhangye this just reaction, the car almost rushed into the flower pool, he quickly turned around, but behind a private car scared enough."The price of land in Provence is so high?"

He can't believe it, but it's not because of how much money he spent. He simply thinks that foreign countries, except those metropolises, are places with vast territory and few people, especially Provence, which should not be so expensive.

"The land price is not expensive, but the place I like is an old castle, so I bought it together with the 300 mu manor around the old castle." Huo Mingwei said.

"Castle? Hehe, I can't believe we can still buy this. It's so interesting. But we are Chinese. It's a bit strange to live in an old castle. If you have time, you can go there and build some quadrangles, or just like the old courtyard. That's interesting. "

Zhang Ye smiles and looks forward to it. Although he just says it casually, it is remembered by Huo Mingwei's eyes.

They talked and laughed all the way. At about one o'clock in the afternoon, they finally returned to the hotel. Originally, Zhang Ye wanted to take Huo Mingwei out to eat, but Huo Mingwei didn't give him the chance at all. As soon as he entered the room, he hugged him firmly.

Despite flying for several hours, Huo Mingwei is a congenital friar after all, and has recently broken through the second grade in Europe, so she is not too energetic.

"Husband, I miss you so much." Huo Mingwei presses Zhang Ye on the bed, stares at his eyes, affectionately says.

"Wife, I miss you so much." Zhang Ye pecked her lip with a smile.

"What are you waiting for?" Huo Mingwei said, her pretty face turned red, but the desire in her eyes could not be suppressed. It was burning like a flame of cooking oil.

"Ha ha, my good wife, here I am." Zhang Ye suddenly turned over, the beginning of the teeth and claws, that let people imagine the lingering.