In the early morning, in the extremely luxurious presidential suite, the huge crystal chandelier was polished brightly, and the shining light was refracted from it and connected to the marble floor, forming a strange and bright light.%&*”;
There was a moment of silence, and then there was the sound of a match gently scratching on the box, thin but clear.
Ye Fanli's upper body was bare and he put one hand in his trouser pocket. The silver ice diamond on his left ear emitted a cold light under the morning sun.
He curled up his mouth lazily, lit a cigarette and put it between his lips. He played with the matchbox carelessly with one hand and glanced at the cash on the bedside table, his eyes forming frost.
The matchbox was very beautiful, pure black, and felt cool in the hand. The matches inside were long and thin, with black heads and green flames. It was really nice to light cigarettes, but... he used it to light money.
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The red banknotes burned when exposed to fire. Ye Fanli looked at the flower seedlings in his hand and smiled coldly: "Two thousand yuan is really a lot."
The man's voice was as cold as winter, and his royal aura actually made the temperature of the whole room drop.i^
This was the first time that he was left on the bed by a woman.
Huh, two thousand yuan?
When did Ye Fanli become so cheap?
The man narrowed his amber eyes slightly. At that moment, he was no longer gentle and polite. His straight spine was like a leaping cheetah, evil, arrogant, and as cold as frost...
The light in the room was very dark. He stood against the light, his chiseled face hidden in the darkness. Light and darkness merged on this man, and only his tall and handsome figure could be vaguely seen.
Suddenly, the door opened, and a man in a white suit walked in with a wild smile on his lips. He looked around and said jokingly: "I heard that you brought a kitten last night?"
Ye Fanli raised his eyebrows and glanced at the visitor. He didn't say anything, but calmly pressed the hotel's room service button and coldly ordered: "Prepare a set of clothes for me."
The service staff stared at the numbers displayed and responded loudly, as if in disbelief: "Yes, nightclub."
Within a minute, a brand new Armani business suit was delivered to Ye Fanli.
The slutty man was still looking for traces of a certain "kitten", with a teasing smile on his face, and casually put his left hand on Ye Fanli's shoulder: "I said, Ah Li, you won't do it halfway again."
Did you kick the person out?"
Ye Fanli sneered and waved away his hand, took the towel and wiped the place where the man had just touched, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth: "Lin Jingxuan, you don't want your hand anymore?"
"Hey, hey, hey, don't be impulsive, buddy, I'm just caring about your sexual life." Lin Jingxuan immediately took a step back and raised his hands to show his innocence.
His eyes swept across Ye Fanli's complicated face one by one, his shirt was unbuttoned with two slits, and the low-key and elegant border pattern on the stand-up collar...
Every detail of the man in front of him has been carefully crafted. Most of the time, he has a calm face and a distant look, but even so, he still looks aloof, and his innately powerful aura makes others breathless.
Ye Fanli, a man born in true darkness.
Even he dare not make a final conclusion because of his power.
but……
"Where did that kitten go? To be brought here by you, it must be a beautiful woman." Lin Jingxuan was still curious without fear of death.
Ye Fanli pointed at the ashes with half a red ticket left, with a cold expression: "You can ask about the pile of money."
Qian? Lin Jingxuan held up the red ticket with a strange expression: "What's going on?"
"Obviously." Ye Fanli took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled white circles. There was no emotion or anger on his handsome side face: "I was prostituted."