There were more than a dozen top-of-the-line Land Rovers parked outside the crew, all of which were all black. Because that person only likes black and camouflage.

But in front of the dozen or so black cars, there was a very glaring red Sylbey.

That's hers.

One of her favorite cars she used to have.

That Silbe was not only a sports car, but also a snowmobile. The wide wheels and low body make it possible to ride on snow and ice at will.

Except for the Maybach concept called "Phantom", she thinks there is no other car that can compare with it.

But now it was ridden by the man.

Inexplicably, it was a wave of anger.

Why didn't you think of driving the car directly into the room in the first place?

Seeing Jing Qian come out, the man's bodyguard immediately stepped forward and said respectfully to Jing Qian: "Miss Jing, our husband is waiting for you in the car." ”

"Got it."

Before the bodyguard could say the word "please", Jing Qian walked towards the red Silbe with a cold face.

Bodyguard:......

Is this a lifesaver?

How does it feel like an enemy?

Jing Qian walked up to Silbe and stood still, and the two bodyguards in front of the car door immediately got out of the way.

Jing Qian didn't reach out to pull the doorknob because he couldn't pull it open. The car was modified by her, and she brushed her face to enter the door.

Soon, the car door was opened from the inside, and the bodyguard at the door bowed and said, "Miss Jing, please come in." ”

In the car, the man sat in the driver's seat, although he did not stand up, but the figure that almost filled the entire seat was enough to prove the man's tall and long figure.

What is incompatible with the supercar is that the man is wearing a meticulously ironed black suit, and the shirt of the same color shows his mature and stable aura.

The smooth and straight nose bridge looks beyond perfect proportions from the side, and the man has a side face, and Jing Qian looks into the pair of crushed star eyes.

He's a little thinner than before.

Some sunken eye sockets accentuated his contours.

His eyes are of the type that are narrow and long, but they are not small, but they have a deep and thick stroke.

The eyes that were as resolute as eagles and falcons in the past overflowed with a touch of rare confusion the moment they saw her.

His fingers were slender and white, with distinct joints. At this moment, he was gently rubbing the steering wheel, and he could see that the goosebumps on Jing Qian's body were slowly erected one by one.

Undoubtedly, the man was much haggard.

Is it because of her?

But how much she was grateful and liked this man in the past, how much disgust and hatred she had for this man later.

The two just looked at each other.

Now reborn, there is no liking and no hatred.

He didn't recognize himself anyway. To him, she was a stranger.

And she, too.

"Who are you? What are you looking for me? ”

Seeing that Du Yanzheng didn't speak, Jing Qian spoke first.

I knew that this man would come to her with such fanfare, and she wouldn't have saved the old man in the first place.

Troublesome!

Du Yanzheng looked at the girl who was standing in front of his car door very casually, with a hint of impatience between her eyebrows.

Her facial features are very beautiful.

It's beautiful.

The slightly thick eyebrows that are not too slender make her look like a gentle rabbit, but that innate temperament makes her have a faint heroism lingering on her.

Her eyelashes are densely curled, her eyes are deep, the corners of her eyes are curved down, and the tails of her eyes are raised with a touch of flattery.

Typical peach blossom eyes.