Chapter 11: The Dinner
"Huh, you're a race car driver? I'm very interested in racing, and I've written about cars. Song Ya's eyes were about to light up.
And Bai Miaoyan almost squirted out a mouthful of red wine.
I never knew that Song Ya liked racing, and Ye Chen didn't understand anything, just a waste who only knew how to mix wages every month.
Now, if you are exposed, you will lose face in front of your best friends.
"As a former professional racing driver, my name is 'Windwalk' and one of my most memorable moments was when I raced against someone else in Amsterdam, the Netherlands, and won first place. Ye Chen replied with a smile.
Bai Miaoyan's heart was like a cool breeze blowing.
Ye Chen actually made up a lie, and now, he is really going to lose face.
"Ahh Song Ya took out her phone and found a photo at the racetrack, "I'm your fan, but why don't you ever show up in public?"
Ye Chen smiled, his eyes dimmed, as if he had thought of something sad.
"In my family, I think racing is a dangerous industry, so every time I participate in a race, I hide it from my family. In Ye Chen's eyes, tears were rolling.
"But then, I found something worth my life. Ye Chen looked at Bai Miaoyan with a smile, and Song Ya on the other side exclaimed.
"Wow, Bai Miaoyan, you are so amazing, you have found a world-famous racing driver as your husband. Song Ya looked at Ye Chen with admiration.
Ye Chen smiled and took a sip of red wine.
The real popularity is not himself, but just one of his subordinates.
Bai Miaoyan looked at Ye Chen in shock, he actually knew a professional racing driver, but was it really such a coincidence?
Bai Miaoyan's thoughts had just passed, and he suddenly felt that his jade hand was surrounded by a burst of warmth.
Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at himself gently, as if asking, "Mr. Bai, are you satisfied now?"
Bai Miaoyan quickly broke free, pinched Ye Chen's thigh fiercely, and then picked up chopsticks and grabbed a piece of barbecue.
"By the way, can you sign my most cherished handkerchief?" Song Ya gently floated her long straight black hair and looked at Ye Chen with a smile.
"It's an honor to be an idol for my lover's best friend. Ye Chen said in a gentlemanly tone.
"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen and get it now!" Song Ya smiled and ran to the kitchen.
After seeing Song Ya leave, Bai Miaoyan let out a long breath and asked Ye Chen suspiciously: "Why do you know so much about racing, and can you name such a powerful player." ”
"Haha, I used to like to buy lottery tickets, and I know a lot of these players. Ye Chen said proudly, grabbed a large piece of barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Really...... I still looked too highly of you just now. Bai Miaoyan glanced at Ye Chen coldly and took a sip of red wine.
In the kitchen, Song Ya dialed a number tremblingly, and after a short delay, an old voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's wrong?"
"I actually saw a world-class criminal: TED!" Song Ya said tremblingly, trying her best to restrain the excitement in her heart.
"What? Are you sure you're seeing a real person?" the voice on the other end of the phone was visibly raised three degrees, filled with his shock.
"Sure, exactly like the one in the portrait, and still lived in Amsterdam, it must be him! And he was a racing car driver before, so it had something to do with that case. Song Ya said in a low voice, and glanced at Ye Chen in the living room from time to time.
"Staring at him......"
Before the voice on the other end of the phone was finished, Song Ya said anxiously again, "I don't know what's going on, he actually married one of my best girlfriends, and my girlfriend must not know either, what can I do?"
The voice on the other end fell into deep thought, and after a short thought, said, "You should find his evidence first, now is not the time to startle the snake." ”
Song Ya hummed and hung up the phone.
But Song Ya still couldn't believe it.
This monstrous criminal actually chased his best friend, he must be a big carrot, and he must have come here to cheat his best friend's money.
Song Ya put away the phone with a little concern, took out a trimmed handkerchief, and returned to the dining table.
"Fengxing, this is my favorite handkerchief, it was given to me by a best friend, I must collect it well if I can have your signature!" Song Ya stared at the face that was exactly the same as the portrait in her mobile phone, and she still couldn't suppress the shock in her heart.
"Okay, these are the little things. Ye Chen smiled and went back to the house to find a marker pen that could be signed.
Bai Miaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, she at least left a good impression in Song Ya's heart, but at this time, Song Ya suddenly held Bai Miaoyan's hand.
"Miaoyan, I just saw that my scheduled flight was cancelled. ”
"That's fine, I'm ...... at home."
Suddenly, Bai Miaoyan realized that if Song Ya lived in her own house, Ye Chen, a waste, would definitely cause a lot of trouble for herself.
"Ah, I can take you out for a walk......" Bai Miaoyan just wanted to change her words, but Song Ya touched her face and said with a happy face:
"It's so nice to live in your house, not only in the center of the magic capital, but also with my girlfriends and idols by my side, it's so happy. Song Ya looked at Ye Chen who came back like a little fan girl.
"What's wrong?" Ye Chen smiled and returned the handkerchief to Song Ya.
"We've been ...... for the past two days. Why don't you take Song Ya out for a walk?" Bai Miaoyan was very anxious in her heart.
On the one hand, he was attacked by a group of unknown people a few days ago, and although Lin Xue is his personal bodyguard, he can't tell Song Xue too much about these things;
"Okay, as far as the magic capital is concerned, I'm quite familiar with it, and I'm very willing to serve you. Ye Chen said with a smile, and winked at Bai Miaoyan with a smile.
Bai Miaoyan glared at Ye Chen, and could only agree helplessly.
After eating, Ye Chen took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and Bai Miaoyan was bored watching today's news on TV, thinking about how bad he would be in the next two days.
At this moment, Ye Chen walked to Bai Miaoyan with a basin of hot water.
"Mr. Bai, your footwashing water. ”
As soon as Song Ya was not in front of Bai Miaoyan, Ye Chen immediately turned into a docile appearance.
"No, I can wash it myself. Bai Miaoyan was very embarrassed, if Song Ya saw her husband squatting and washing her feet, she would be a little embarrassed.
"Mr. Bai, if your feet are kept like this, it will definitely deteriorate further after a few days. Ye Chen sighed and took off his high heels for Bai Miaoyan.
"Wow, your husband is still washing your feet?" Song Ya shouted as she looked at Bai Miaoyan in surprise.