Behind him, a car followed not too far away. In the rearview mirror, a wild and arrogant face was reflected. The pair of deep eyes were staring closely at the lost woman on the sidewalk.
The breeze in the evening was slightly cool, blowing on her slightly thin and slender figure. Her long hair was blown up by the wind, and her hair was messed up.
Gu Nianxi's car drove like a snail along the edge of the road, always keeping a distance of five meters from He Yining.
He glanced at the worn notebook placed on the car seat, and the look in his eyes became darker and darker.
"If I had known it was so disturbing, why would I not have known each other in the first place?" Gu Nai's bastard only knows how to write and write. What kind of words are these? It's so boring to say that he won't be able to say it even if I beat him to death.
Although I was thinking this, I still took the tablet on the side to search for the source of this sentence on the Internet. I swiped the screen a few times with my long fingers and found some sour love poems.
Gu Nianxi rubbed her short hair, said "Damn it" and passed the car past He Yining and stopped.
The ostentatious black sports car, just looking at the logo is enough to arouse people's hatred of the rich. He drove the car to such a prosperous area. Along the way, he did not know how many envious, jealous and hateful eyes he attracted with his ostentatious appearance.
But he is Gu Nianxi. What he wants to do depends entirely on his mood. He doesn't care what others say or think.
What's more, the Gu family is originally a wealthy military and business family, so this little money is nothing to him.
He Yining was still counting the floor tiles when he suddenly heard the harsh sound of brakes coming from beside him. At the same time, the eyes of everyone around him drifted over there.
She raised her head and saw Gu Nianxi's car. Anyone could remember the four 8 license plates at a glance.
Why is he here?
The chassis of a sports car is too low. Want to experience the fun of taking a bus for civilians?
She froze on the spot and didn't move. He had already strode over. His proud appearance, a typical example of a rich man and a handsome man, immediately attracted countless nymphomaniac comments.
He Yining didn't like to be looked at like others were watching her, so she took two steps to the right, trying to pretend that she didn't know him.
He just blocked her way and shouted at her, "He Yining, are you blind?"
She would rather be blind and not have to look up or down to see his stinky face.
"What?" She pursed her lips.
"What do you care about me?"
He blocked her way and scolded her like a child, but he even asked confidently, "Why do you care about me?"
The thinking of Martians is really transcendent, so it would be better if she didn't speak.
When He Yining was silent, the bus she was waiting for finally arrived late. She ignored Gu Nianxi and ran two steps to catch up with the bus.
He Yining checked in, found a window seat and sat down, secretly glad that the bus saved her in time, otherwise she would have been forced to cater to Gu Nianxi's expression.
Just as the car was about to start, a man suddenly jumped up and walked towards her with quick strides.
The driver was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Passenger, please put in your coins."
Gu Nianxi had already seen He Yining, but when he heard the driver's voice, he turned back, touched his pockets with his hands, and asked with an unhappy expression, "How much does it cost?"
"One dollar." The driver saw that the young man looked really human-like, and he couldn't help but take a look.
"No."
Who would carry a dollar on their body is crazy.
"You can also swipe your card," the driver quickly added.
Gu Nianxi took out a few bank cards and handed them to him, "You can swipe them for me."
The tone of this order was as if everyone on earth owed him money.
He Yining covered his face. Does he have any common sense in life? Can his bank card be used to swipe buses?