"Qingxuan, every time we have a drag racing race, you will never be absent!"

Murong peerless eyes fell on that beautiful woman, smile ha ha, way.

This woman is no one else. It is Ling Qingxuan who has had several encounters with Zhang Xiaofan in Hangzhou city. She nods slowly and says.

"That's natural. In addition, this game is a confrontation between Murong family and Wang family. Even if I'm busy, I'll take time to enjoy it."

Just when Ling Qingxuan and Murong matchless were having a word or a chat, Yao Siyu, who was not far away, looked at Ling Qingxuan's eyes with a touch of jealousy.

Although, just in terms of appearance and figure, Yao Siyu asks himself that he is not inferior to Ling Qingxuan.

But only in terms of appearance and figure, Yao Siyu is qualified to be compared with Ling Qingxuan. If we talk about the identity and background between the two girls, there is a big difference.

Ling Qingxuan is the legitimate eldest daughter of the Ling family, the capital of the emperor. She is a princess like nobleman who is loved by all over the family.

Yao Siyu, on the other hand, is not even a native of Yanjing, the capital of the emperor. She is just the daughter of a businessman who does some private business in a small city.

It can be said that the gap between Yao Siyu and Ling Qingxuan in terms of identity and status is just one sky and one underground. There is no comparison between the two.

In addition, people with a clear eye can see that in Murong matchless, the look at Ling Qingxuan is obviously more concerned about Ling Qingxuan than Yao Siyu.

Similarly, Ling Qingxuan is also at this time to focus on the left-hand side of Murong matchless Yao Siyu.

I don't know when Ling Qingxuan felt that she didn't have a strong sense of rejection from the bottom of her heart.

It seems that, since I was in Hangzhou, I have shaken the position of Murong matchless as the first young generation of Chinese Xiuzhen!

Because Ling Qingxuan knows that there is a younger and more powerful terror than Murong!

As for Ling Qingxuan's mood at this time, Murong matchless is not clear. He smiles on his face, and then half turns to look at Yao Siyu.

"Siyu, the reason why I asked you to come here this time is to let you take this opportunity to relax. I also see your efforts in this period of work."

When Yao Siyu heard the concerned and gentle voice from Murong matchless, she was also secretly pleased. However, she suppressed the excitement in her heart, which was also a soft response.

"If it's hard to work for Prince Murong, it's worth it to be tired."

For Yao Siyu's words, Murong Wushuang just nodded, but he was very satisfied with Yao Siyu, the head of Yanjing University who had just entered the Panlong Association.

"Murong matchless, you don't have to grind haw here, hurry to get to the point!"

At this time, Murong Wushuang was preparing to have a chat with Ling Qingxuan and Yao Siyu. Wang Yuanping's loud voice came from afar www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!