It's just... There is a little gloom in Yanxi's eyes.
She succeeded in letting Mu Chi Yao go, didn't she?
Yes, I can tell how upset he is by the speed he drives.
However, he is not happy. He can vent to anyone at will, but what about her?
I can only bury myself in my heart.
Yan Anxi holds her mobile phone and looks at the screen. Yuan Che doesn't send her any more messages.
Things are going on Yan Anxi thought that she had to find a suitable time to meet Lin meiruo in person.
Or Ink thousand maple is also OK.
Maybe, what about Lin meiruo, Mo Qianfeng? After all, it seems that Lin meiruo really loves Mo Qianfeng.
On a highway with few vehicles in Mucheng.
I only saw a red Ferrari, which was driving on this road with great publicity, and its speed was amazing.
The man sitting in the cab of the car, a simple shirt, has the outline of a knife, a axe and a stern look. If you look at it more, it seems that he will be shocked by the cold atmosphere on his body.
His eyes were unblinking, he was holding the steering wheel, his fingers were long.
The roar of sports cars resounds through the lonely sky.
Occasionally, a few young ruffian jobless vagrants passed by on motorcycles. They were whistling excitedly when they saw such a luxury car and such a speed.
Mu Chi Yao opens faster and faster, and the pointer of the dashboard rises all the way!
He thought of the time when Yanxi was sitting on his copilot and saw him racing, his face pale with fright and gripping his seat belt tightly.
If she was in the car now, she would not open her eyes if she saw the speed.
I really want to Scared her hard.
But no, she's pregnant and can't be frightened.
At last, Mu Chi Yao stepped on the brake, and his sharp voice was about to pierce the eardrum. Because of his inertia, he leaned forward severely.
After the car stops, it bumps back and sits in the cab.
The gauze on the back of his hand was as white as snow.
Mu Chi Yao couldn't help but feel angry again. He smashed the steering wheel and looked at the time on his watch.
10 p.m.
He's only been driving for an hour.
Do not want to go home, do not want to go to the company, do not want to go to the Star hospital, Mu Chi Yao thought about a turn, suddenly thought of a place, restart the car.
At the door of the bar.
As soon as muchiyao's car stopped, a waiter came up to him, opened the door, and respectfully called out, "Mr. mu."
Muchiyao got off the bus, looked at the sign of the bar, and walked in quickly.
He went straight to the exclusive position, sat down and pointed out, "the old rules."
"Yes, Mr. mu."
The cocktail specially prepared for him was quickly brought up and placed in front of him: "Mr. mu, please use it slowly."
He picked it up, looked at the beautiful color of the cocktail, looked up and took a sip.
Wine over the throat, spicy, cavity, but strange to pacify his now this grumpy heart.
Mu Chi Yao put down his glass, picked up his mobile phone, and his fingers moved. He sent a text message, then he left his mobile phone aside and ignored it.
His presence in the bar caused quite a stir.
Mu Chi Yao seldom comes here. Even if he comes here, he will sit here. This is his private position. No one can sit here.
All the people who come to this bar know it.
The emergence of Mu Chi Yao, with many women's hearts, is beginning to stir.
As everyone knows, if you hook up with this Mojia, you will get a pass to the upper class.
Although he is married.
Although he married an unknown woman.
Despite the rumors He and Mrs. Mu are very kind.
But there will always be people who want to talk to each other for money and vanity.
When the cocktails in muchiyao's cup were finished, the sharp eyed waiter immediately brought him another one and removed the empty one.
Mu Chi Yao squints at the lights in the bar, but there is a kind of indifference beyond here.
He seems to have nothing to do with it.
Finally someone I can't help it.
Mu Chi Yao reached out his hand and just touched the wine glass, a charming voice came to him: " How lonely is drinking alone? "
Mu Chi Yao did not raise his eyebrows and eyes, spit out a word coldly: "roll."
“…… Ah, Mr. mu, what's so angry about? "
His face was still cold: "I have to say the second time You'll never be here again. "
Beauty Leng for a moment, the legend of the mu, are so not pitying?
"Mr. mu..."
Mu Chi Yao frowned and his eyes were full of disgust.
He was upset enough today. In order to talk about Angie, he was in a state of extreme irritability.
However, there are people who challenge him again and again!
Only heard "pa" a clear sound, beautiful delicate cocktail glass, instant broken into slag.
Mu Chi Yao raised his hand and threw the glass at the woman's feet.
The woman is frightened, screams to avoid, the face of the flower loses color.
"I don't hit women." Mu Chi Yao said, "otherwise..."
The woman left in a panic.
People who witnessed all this could not help shivering.
This mu Zong It's true that the weather is uncertain!
However, I understand that president Mu is in a bad mood when he comes to the bar to have fun today. No one can offend him.
"I said president Mu Da, what are you so angry for? You are scared away by beautiful women. "
This familiar, joking voice sounded again. Shen Beicheng came over, pulled out the chair beside mu chiyao, sat down, and cocked his legs.
Although it's an indecent act, it's not inappropriate for Shen Beicheng to act like a dandy.
Mu Chi Yao glanced at him and said, "you are on time."
"That is, I'm alone. I'll go if I want to. I'm very comfortable. As for Li Yanjin... "
Shen Beicheng smiled twice and stopped talking.
"How do you know my name is Li Yanjin?"
"Who am I? Can I not know you? If you look up at president Mu Da, I will know what you are going to say. "
"Li Yanjin hasn't come yet."
Shen Beicheng shrugged: "I guess it was at the beginning of the summer, isn't it?"
Mu Chi Yao raised his lips and said, "entwine? What's the problem? "
"What do you think it will be?" Shen Beicheng asked.
"Among the few of us, Li Yanjin is living a comfortable life."
"Not necessarily. Every family has a book that is difficult to read. At the beginning of summer in his family, he is not a worry make