Murong Lie was sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, with his long straight legs wrapped in two expensive trousers spread out leisurely and casually. He was leaning on the back of the black leather chair, holding a thick stick in his hand.
The long Cuban cigar slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke.
Thinking of the scene that had just happened in the Hilton Presidential Suite, no matter how passionate the scene was, or the frightened eyes of the unknown woman afterwards, they did not leave any trace in his heart. He just gave it a cold look.
Women are so stupid and hypocritical!
These stupid women have no effect at all except to relieve him of his physiological needs.
The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc - wasn't it?
Holding the still burning cigar in one hand, he reached into his arms with the other hand and took out a small and exquisite pocket watch: this was left to him by his mother Murong Yan.
In this world, the only person who can make him feel that there is a good woman is probably his mother.
However, every time he picked up this pocket watch stained with his mother's blood, he would think of her tumbling down the stairs, her clothes stained red with blood.
A trace of red light flashed across his eyes again, and his dark and deep pupils instantly became filled with incomparable hatred!
He will never forgive the murderer of his mother!
He put the watch back in his pocket and took another deep breath from the cigar. Only strong stimulation could temporarily numb the hatred in his heart, just like he had just enjoyed the young model who was given as a gift in the presidential suite. In fact, he
He doesn't care at all which woman the other person is.
A puff of white smoke spit out from his thin and sexy lips, and the curling smoke blocked his sight. At this moment, he heard the driver in front of him blurt out uncontrollably: "Oh my God!"
The white smoke did not dissipate, and he only had time to see a small figure chasing a bouncing ball and running towards the car!
The driver honked the car horn and stepped on the brakes desperately, but it was too late... The front of the car was about to hit the little figure, and blood would probably be sprayed five steps away.
However, at this moment, a figure in a white dress rushed out from the side of the road, desperately trying to kill the little boy who was stunned by the sound of the car horn and the car that hit him, and stood motionless.
Pull hard and push it open.
The little boy was pushed to the side of the road and fell hard on his butt.
He didn't know that he had just experienced the edge of life and death, he just felt inexplicably scared, and he sat on the ground and cried loudly.
Although the car had already applied the brakes, its inertia still moved forward and hit the slender figure who pushed away the little boy.
Although the responsibility was not on his side, and President Murong would never frown at such a trivial matter, but for some reason, when he saw the girl screaming and then being knocked to the ground, his heart felt like
It was slightly tightened, as if pinched by something.
As soon as the driver parked the car, he quickly got out of the car and went over to check the girl's injuries: "Miss, Miss, are you okay?"
For some reason, Murong Lie opened the door involuntarily and got out of the car.