Chapter 195: If I count to three, if you don't send me off
Han Yixing waited there for a minute. Seeing that he ignored her completely, she suddenly became anxious and ran to him in a few steps and pressed him on his arm, "Hey, can you say something?"
Why are you silent?"
She didn't have time to watch him pretend to be cool now.
"Is this your attitude of begging for help?" he asked, staring at her hand coldly, the class reunion was really a different class reunion.
"Is it with Gretsch? Why didn't he come to pick you up?" He thought to himself and asked, with a hint of displeasure in his cold voice.
"I just got off work and he said he wanted to surprise me"[
Han Yixing didn't dare to say any more, because someone's eyes suddenly shot two cold rays of light towards her face, like ice arrows, Face Changing King, Face Changing King, I count to three, if you don't send me away...
If you don't send me off, I'll have to run away quickly. I don't have time.
After counting, I saw him standing up, his back a little stiff, probably because the injury was not completely healed.
He walked towards the door, but she was still there dumbfounded.
"Are you leaving or not? My time is precious." He growled at her impatiently, with some inexplicable anger.
Han Yixing instantly burst into laughter, "What a good man!"
She kept following her until she reached the courtyard, then she thought, his back was injured, how could he drive? What if he pulled it off again and the wound opened?
Just when I wanted to call her to stop, I was so shocked by the battle in front of me that I forgot to close my mouth.
I saw a dozen cars of various kinds parked in the oversized garage, all of which were cool, noble and elegant in color.
Han Yixing suddenly felt that he was in the wrong place. Was he selling cars, or did he really need to drive so many cars?
Dream Garden, Dream Garden, what kind of exaggerated scenes can you have?
Meng Beichen turned around and saw her silly look and calm sneer. As long as she was a woman, there was no one who didn't love her vanity. However, he suddenly felt a little upset again.
"Meng Beichen, which car are you going to drive today? It's so handsome. By the way, are you a car seller?" Han Yixing was wandering around in the open space in front of him, thinking slowly in his mind.
Cars are worth a lot of money, right?
Maybe three or four cars in total would cost 200 million. If these cars were hers, she could just dump them to him and say goodbye to him.