Han Ling'er blinked with big eyes and smiled, "I'm joking." She grabbed Chu Jin's hand in his pocket, shook it slightly, and asked Chu Jin with a smile, "My dear, you won't criticize me like Brother Qiao, right?" ”

Qiao Haiyan tilted his head slightly, not wanting to look at the beautiful picture of the talented woman beside him, but his eyes seemed to be frozen, stuck there, the more he didn't dare to see it, the more he wanted to know the result.

Chu Jin's eyes were still cold, not infected by her smile at all, the corner of his right lip was slightly hooked, but he didn't smile, and he spoke slowly and calmly, "Han Ling'er, when you first started, what did you say you were going to do tonight?" ”

Han Ling'er froze for a moment, and said a little cautiously, "Hurry up and ...... notice"

Chu Jin's hand that was grabbed by her twisted slightly, she automatically let go, and he inserted it back into his pocket, his face expressionless, "Is it necessary to lie?" ”

"No ......" Han Ling'er lowered her eyes aggrievedly and asked in a low voice, "Are you in a bad mood today?" It's normal for me to lie, it's a necessity for an artist, and you've never corrected it so harshly before. ”

Chu Jin didn't reply to her, just looked at her lightly, "You are going to the only bosom friend in Paris at night, I won't stop you, but you have to be clear that you are not in Paris now, in China." With that, he silently turned around and got into the car, and without waiting for Han Ling'er and Qiao Haiyan, he drove away directly.

Han Ling'er looked at Chu Jin's indifferent back in astonishment, and asked Qiao Haiyan in confusion and shock, "Brother Qiao, is he really angry?" ”

Qiao Haiyan sighed almost helplessly, couldn't bear to blame her, and patted her shoulder, "He may be in a bad mood." ”

"He just cut the steak for the girl, and he didn't cut it for me once!" Han Ling'er frowned, her eyes became more and more dangerous, but her voice became more delicate.

Qiao Haiyan's eyes flashed, "Don't talk about this, your good sister should be Lina•yiruisa?" Are you sure you're going to her tonight? ”

Han Ling'er nodded slightly, her eyes still looking at the direction in which Chu Jin was going.

Qiao Haiyan was silent, "That's a pity, Wu Mian wants to introduce his engagement partner tonight, you haven't seen it yet, speaking of which, she is an international supermodel like you." ”

"Really?" She said quietly, "Even if you don't go to Brother Wu Mian's birthday ball tonight, you will have a chance to meet." ”

"Yes." Qiao Haiyan nodded, gently pushed her waist, and motioned for her to get into the car, "I'll accompany you to the beauty salon, and you will open the way." ”

Han Ling'er smiled a little reluctantly, "Order." ”

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A royal black Bentley gallops down a wide, smooth but congested road.

Chu Jin drove with a flat face, and the heating in the car was turned on sufficiently, which made him a little hot. The road ahead was blocked again, and the cars stopped and stopped, and he stopped and stopped, and occasionally when he stopped to hear the muffled jets of many vehicles, his thoughts would always drift a little farther away.

An Zhishi lowered his head and pursed his lips, the look of loss hanging from his eyelashes lingered in his mind, and the long fingers holding the black velvet steering wheel tightened, and he pursed his lips in displeasure.

Han Ling'er gave the four girls a dismount very covertly. But the one who hit the deepest is still the woman he cares about the most in the past 24 years.

The good impression he had planned all day long was ruined in Han Ling'er's words.