Chu Zhanjin left her behind and left, not wanting to look at her again.
Xiang Yimo stood by the swimming pool. The cold wind stirred up the waves on the water. Her back was so thin, helpless and lonely.
"No one wants to throw myself into my arms. How pitiful!" A low and cold voice came from behind her, "It's no wonder that no one would be interested in the shabby shoes that have been worn to pieces."
Xiang Yimo wiped the tears on her face, turned around and glanced at Nangong Han, "Why are you so unlucky today that you weren't chosen by a beautiful woman?"
"How can I have good luck if I bring a plague god like you here?"
"Then please don't bring me to a place like this in the future!"
"Look at my mood!" Nangong Han saw that her lips were purple from the cold, her fingers were red, and her long eyelashes were fluttering with moisture, and he felt a little compassion, "Let's go!"
"Where to go?"
"go home!"
When they reached the parking lot, Nangong Han threw the car keys to her and said, "Drive!"
Xiang Yimo's moist and bright eyes suddenly widened, she looked at him in shock, and asked, "You want me to drive?" She had not yet passed the driver's license test.
"Do you want me to be your opportunist?" Nangong Han opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. He leaned back and lazily leaned on the leather seat. The silver-gray suit fabric was soft and bright, and the color of the folds deepened, as if in
The stream flowing under the moonlight. He pulled his tie and urged impatiently: "Why are you still standing there?"
Xiang Rumo must know how to drive, so in order not to reveal her secret, she had no choice but to get on the road. Xiang Yimo pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and got into the car, "Is this car safe?"
"So much nonsense!" Nangong Han leaned back and closed his eyes to rest.
"But you asked me to drive it, don't blame me if it crashes!" Xiang Yimo turned the key and started the engine, put it in gear, and based on her experience of playing with bumper cars, she kicked the accelerator, the motor roared, and the car rushed forward.
Got out.
There were a lot of speed bumps in the parking lot, and the car was going very fast. Nangong Han was bumped a dozen times, and he said coldly: "Are you driving a bumper car, or a roller coaster?"
"It's your car that broke!" Xiang Yimo sat upright, staring straight ahead, not daring to blink. It was her first time driving and she couldn't control the steering wheel. The car swam left and right like a snake.
move.
Nangong Han curled his lips and glanced sideways at her, his curved eyebrows tightened, his straight nose exuded a sense of stubbornness, and his soft lips bit lightly. Looking at her trembling and serious look, he chuckled.
, "This latest Lamborghini costs more than 20 million. Is the car bad, or is your technology bad?"
"Ah! More than 20 million?" Xiang Yimo was startled. She didn't notice a car speeding up in front of her. The bright high-beam headlights shone directly into her eyes. She instinctively turned the steering wheel quickly, but she panicked and made the wrong mistake.