Although she has been with Zhao Feilong for a year, Bai Lexan doesn't really understand Zhao Feilong. Standing next to Mo Ye, his skin is dark and his facial features are deep, but he looks colder and domineering than Mo Ye. Mo
Er Ye is a cold and elegant gentleman, while Zhao Feilong is more like a ruthless gang boss.
Comparing the two men, Bai Leshan prefers Mo Ye, but now she is very clear that Mo Ye is not a man she can imagine. He stands too high, and she can only look up and don't even think about reaching up to him.
Although Zhao Feilong regarded her as one of his many lovers, no matter what, as long as she followed this man, her prospects were still promising.
After seeing Mo Ye and some guests leave, Bai Leshan threw herself at Zhao Feilong enchantingly, kissed Zhao Feilong's face in front of many sisters, and said with a smile: "Brother Long, thank you for coming to see me."
Zhao Feilong pinched her cheek ambiguously and chuckled: "Yes, you looked very beautiful on stage today."
"Then Brother Long..."
"Don't worry, seeing as you are so beautiful and well-behaved, you can continue to be my little sweetheart." After Zhao Feilong said that, he took out a card from his pocket and stuffed it on her plump chest, "Here, here is a card.
One million, I will compensate your family for the loss." Bai Leshan's eyes lit up happily... After such a long time of trying to please her, her hard work finally paid off. She got this man's money, and the tens of thousands she lost in the supermarket were already
It's trivial.
The people in the performance hall slowly dispersed, and Zhao Feilong also walked out with Bai Leshan in his arms. Colorful flags were flying in the square of the building, and various brand-name cars in the parking lot slowly drove away. Zhao Feilong saw Mo Ye accompanying him.
As several important people walked towards the parking lot, he turned to look expectantly at the door of the performance hall.
Just then, Ling Kexin walked out with a girl. At this time, she had put on a very ordinary black long coat with a belt around her waist and a white scarf hanging around her neck. She was chatting with the girl.
laugh.
She looked very happy. The orange-red sunset cast a layer of pink on her face, making her face as beautiful as a peach blossom. He stopped and looked deeply at Ling Kexin, slightly absent-minded.
Seeing that he was still, Bai Leshan turned to look at him. She was surprised by the calmness on his face and the softness in his eyes. She couldn't help but follow his gaze in confusion...
Ling Kexin! She was laughing, following her good friend Ren Yifei.
"Brother Long, let's go." All the models went to the Huayao Hotel tonight to celebrate. Bai Leshan thought about being able to gather with a large group of high-class people. She was originally very excited, but now she saw Zhao Feilong's eyes filled with joy.
Looking at Ling Kexin, her heart suddenly became sour.
Really, although I am afraid of this man and have thought about leaving him, I have not fallen in love with Mo Ye now. With this man by her side to protect her, she is also beautiful.
Besides, he is now willing to spend money for her. It would be a pity to push him away.
"Brother Long, Brother Long!" Bai Leshan shook Zhao Feilong's hand with her hand. Finally, Zhao Feilong came back to his senses and stared at her thoughtfully.
Bai Leshan smiled coquettishly: "Boss Mo, they are leaving soon, let's leave too."
Zhao Feilong glanced at Moer Ye who was not far away. A trace of interest flashed through his heart, and he suddenly walked towards Ling Kexin with Bai Leshan in his arms.
Bai Leshan is also smart. At this time, there is money in her bag. Even if she regrets it and no longer wants to push this man to her cousin, she still has to pretend to be happy on her face to please this man.
Besides, how could he give up if she didn't bring Ling Kexin to Zhao Feilong? Although he said last night that this matter could be taken slowly, when he saw Ling Kexin today, anyone who saw the twinkling light in his eyes knew that he liked her.
Fucked this girl.
So, as soon as she walked in front of Ling Kexin, Bai Leshan wisely said: "Cousin."
Ling Kexin saw Bai Leshan holding Zhao Feilong's arm in front of her and paused slightly, "Cousin, is something wrong?"
"Come take a car with me." Bai Leshan smiled kindly, and as Zhao Feilong's fingers moved around her waist, she spoke appropriately.
"No, I'll take my classmate's car." Ling Kexin only glanced at Zhao Feilong lightly when they walked in front of them. Now, her eyes had turned him away into the air.
No man would be happy to be ignored by a girl. Zhao Feilong smiled, let go of Bai Leshan, and suddenly put a hand on Ling Kexin's shoulder, "Little sister, come with us."
"Hey, take your dirty hands off!" Before Ling Kexin could respond, Ren Yifei beside her became annoyed and pushed Zhao Feilong away, "It's shameless to touch a girl!"
It seems that Ren Yifei is also disgusted with this man with a scar on his forehead.
Zhao Feilong was not angry. He was playing with them. He walked around Ren Yifei and stood next to Ling Kexin. He put an arm around her waist and lowered his head to see what he wanted to see...
"Sir, you are so rude!" Before he could lower his head, Ling Kexin turned around, avoided him flexibly, and said expressionlessly, "You are my cousin's boyfriend, I won't scold you.
What's wrong? Please be careful."
"Cousin, you can't be rude." Bai Leshan said in time.
"Yes, little sister..." Zhao Feilong smiled and wanted to scratch Ling Kexin's little nose with an incomprehensible doting. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, two hands reached out at the same time, one hand
She grabbed his wrist and slapped the back of his hand with her other hand.
"Smelly man!" Ren Yifei's hand was hit on the back of her hand, and she cursed casually.
It was Chen Gang who held his wrist. He smiled slightly and said calmly and naturally: "Mr. Zhao, it's getting late. We don't want you to go with us."
Zhao Feilong looked back at Mor Ye next to the Maybach. At this time, there was a blonde girl beside him. The girl was holding his arm and looked very affectionate, but he did not look there.
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He turned around and raised his eyebrows, "Assistant Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your skills are still so good."
Chen Gang let go of his wrist, with the usual smile on his face, "Mr. Zhao is the same, he still likes to tease girls as before."
"Haha," Zhao Feilong raised his head and laughed, nodding at Ling Kexin, "She is my girlfriend's sister." In front of so many people, Zhao Feilong said that she was his girlfriend, and Bai Leshan smiled proudly, gaining face.
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Ever since Chen Gang appeared, Ren Yifei's eyes were blank. After listening to his words, she couldn't calm down for a long time... What? He is Mr. Mo's assistant? Mr. Mo, that is Mo Yiting's eldest brother.
Oops, damn Ling Kexin, why didn't she tell herself the truth earlier, making herself think they were male models? No wonder, I think I have seen that Mr. Mo somewhere, it turned out to be Mo Ye.
Mo Ye...mey? Is this the stinky man on Ling Kexin's cell phone?
An idea flashed in Ren Yifei's mind, and her eyes suddenly widened. She turned around quickly and stared at Ling Kexin.
Ling Kexin was stunned by her performance, and Chen Gang gave her a strange look. Because he had something important to do, he didn't stay long and left with Zhao Feilong.
"Yifei, Yifei, what's wrong with you?" Ling Kexin, who was almost falling down after being dragged by Ren Yifei, held her hand tightly, confusion, worry, and a hint of panic welling up in her heart.
Who is Ren Yifei? She is a Sailor Moon who loves logical reasoning and watches "Conan" on TV.
"Tell me!" Ren Yifei pushed Ling Kexin to the car door and pressed her tightly. She stared into her clear eyes and shouted angrily, "Is your ugly man Mo Ye? Ah?" "Yifei...
..." Ling Kexin twisted her facial features.
"What a heartless girl, I'm so angry. It's this stinky man, and you've been hiding it from me for so long. Are you afraid that I'll rob him, or are you afraid of something?"
"Yifei..." How should I explain to you.
"Am I blind? Have I been being played and deceived by you?"
"No, Yifei, don't think so, I...I..." Ren Yifei suddenly guessed Mo Ye, which made Ling Kexin feel complicated and upset for a moment. She didn't know where to start.
"Don't let me go. How can you like He Xiaoxiao when you have Mo Ye? I still want to ask the senior to wait for you... Damn it! Such a rich and handsome man ties you up, you
Are you willing to leave? Now I even doubt whether you really owe him three million, damn girl, get out of here!" Ren Yifei seemed to have been played by Ling Kexin, and angrily threw Ling Kexin away and opened the car door.
In her mind, Mor Ye was so rich and gentlemanly, how could he care about three million?
"Yifei, Yifei, listen to me slowly explain, let me in, you open the door!" Ling Kexin rushed over and knocked on the car window.
However, Ren Yifei, who was extremely angry, turned the engine on and drove away with a "squeak".
Seeing the white car disappearing around the corner of the square, Ling Kexin's entire body seemed to have fallen apart. She sat softly on the fence guarding the tree, and the bag in her hand dropped to the ground with a thud.
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With her eyes lowered, Ling Kexin looked sadly at the granite ground, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
I really didn't expect that my concealment would make her good friend so sad and disappointed. This was not her original intention, it really wasn't.
A pair of feet slowly came over, black shiny leather shoes, black Armani trousers... Then, under Ling Kexin's gaze, a hand stretched out and picked up the bag.
Ling Kexin slowly rolled her eyes and raised her face. She saw a handsome face that had haunted her in her dreams for thousands of times. Her heart trembled and it felt like a rabbit was stuffed in her chest.
Opening her mouth, she whispered, "Senior..."
"Stop crying, she will know sooner or later." Just like me, can you hide it for a while or for a lifetime?
He Xiaoxiao handed over a white handkerchief, his eyes were as warm as the warm sunshine in spring, his voice was low and magnetic, and it still sounded so sweet and thrilling in his ears, "Wipe your face."
"Thank you." Ling Kexin took it.
"Going to the dinner party?"
"Not going."
"Then come with me, I'll take you to relax."
"..." Ling Kexin raised her head, confused and doubtful. The eyes and voice of the senior in front of her seemed to be filled with endless temptation, like a shining golden thread, pulling at Ling Kexin's thoughts.
She stood up, and just when she was about to follow He Xiaoxiao, a sharp cry suddenly sounded not far away: "Xiao Xiao, how did you get there?"
He Xiaoxiao turned a blind eye to Mo Yiting and turned a deaf ear. He took Ling Kexin's hand and walked straight to his car.
"I'm sorry!" Ling Kexin suddenly jerked her hand away, grabbed her bag from his hand, and ran in the other direction.
"Kexin!" He Xiaoxiao's call behind him was firm, but it still broke in Ling Kexin's ears, and her heart ached.
The person she loved was right in front of her, but she couldn't get close to him. Ling Kexin could no longer control her emotions.
"Woo..." The sourness and sadness suddenly turned into surging tears. Ling Kexin cried out. As she walked down the steps and ran towards the Lingjiang Bridge in the Cultural Square, her dangling bag was suddenly grabbed by someone.
She was startled, but before she could turn around, her whole body fell into a soft embrace, and then her hair was covered by a delicate yet warm hand.
"Cry if you want." Her voice was cold in the cold wind, but warm in the ears.