Chapter 1203: Love (1)
Today Jiayin suddenly caused such a thing, he probably needs someone to be quiet.
The two looked at each other and drove away.
After Ye Wuge bid farewell to everyone, he didn't say anything to anyone, and drove directly to the top of the mountain in the suburbs.
The accelerator under my feet has been stepped on to the bottom, the numbers on the dashboard are rising at a terrifying speed, and even the scenery outside the car windows gradually becomes blurred.
A pedestrian who was occasionally seen on the road let out a cry of exclamation, and the sound screamed past his ears.
On the winding road, young dandies were racing and having fun with beautiful women. Ye Wuge's car whizzed past the edge of the cliff on the side of the road.
Whistles sounded everywhere in an instant, and someone drove behind him, trying to compete with him.
The steering wheel of Singer Ye Wu slammed inward, and directly drew an S-shaped curve on the narrow winding road, blocking all the cars behind.
Then stepped on the accelerator like an arrow from the string, and instantly disappeared from everyone's vision.
Ye Wuge pursed his lips, racing along the winding road all the way to the top of the mountain.
The sound of an emergency brake sounded harshly, and the car rushed forward several tens of meters under the action of inertia before it was able to stop on the edge of the cliff.
Ye Wuge opened the car door, leaned against the car, took a cigarette from the car, lit it, and took a hard sip on his lips.
The spiciness of nicotine runs down the nasal cavity and throat, and the smoke from the mouth quickly dissipates in the breeze on the top of the mountain.
Ye Wuge squinted at the starry sky in the distance. The Ye family is a big family, and the family is extremely complicated. In order to fight for power and gain, there are people who are intrigue and calculating.
Before he could not move out of the Ye family, he had been accustomed to too many dirty methods, and had seen too many unbearable transactions, including physical transactions between men and women.
In their eyes, there is no such thing as the so-called love between men and women, they are just a means to get fame, wealth and money.
His heart was numb. Later, he moved out of the Ye family and made a name for himself in the entertainment industry.
Those women who came to him and crawled on his bed desperately were just for money and fame.
In the past thirty years of his life, he had never thought of a woman to spend his life with.
Jia Yin's existence is a special case, the only woman who approached him without a purpose.
He was ten years older than her. When he was seventeen years old, he and Mo Li went to London together. They met her in the dark and hid in the corner crying because they twisted their feet and couldn't find their father.
A small ball with teardrops on her lovely and delicate face, it looked very pitiful.
Later, he went to the doctor with her on his back and bought her a lollipop.
Later, this little girl got him around. All kinds of crawling beds, all kinds of mischief.
At first, he thought it was just her child's disposition, playful and naughty, so he didn't care.
Except for the occasional headache caused by her, he never had any other thoughts.
Sometimes she can't help it, so she hides.
Perhaps it was the feelings between An Ziqi and Xiao Moli that made him see love and hope again.
Gradually, I don't know when, from headache and helplessness to indulgence.
Indulge her to crawl onto her bed in an open and honest manner, and indulge her to sleep on her body like a little octopus.
It's just that he doesn't even know what he thinks.
